The eWardrobe 0.6.40(a)

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<<set $control.location to "Intro">><<WearOutfit "custom_prologue_clean">>Your name is $name Jones, you're an eighteen-year-old boy. Your aunt passed away a few years ago and left your family her cottage. It's the reclusive home of a spinster, but it has basic amenities and even includes one of the older eWardrobe models. The cottage is on the outskirts of a small town. It's the summer after your senior year of high school. Your parents are having their beautiful home remodeled, so they have decided to take a long and romantic vacation while they wait. They've come up with the idea to let you go stay at your aunt's cottage, but with a few conditions. In return for following the conditions, they will pay the utilities on the cottage and will put $50 a week on an account with Shoppers and Food, a local grocery store, so you won't have to worry about starving. Anything else you want to buy will have to be financed by your job. [[There's a catch.|Intro2]]

A game by brick doorway. Talk about the game [[here|https://www.tfgamessite.com/phpbb3/viewtopic.php?f=6&t=9787]]. For access to the latest version or to pledge support, visit my [[Patreon|https://www.patreon.com/brickdoorway]]. 3D renders by [[daviezwei|https://tfgames.site/phpbb3/memberlist.php?mode=viewprofile&u=39203]] and [[Fredriction|https://www.tfgamessite.com/phpbb3/memberlist.php?mode=viewprofile&u=54474]] [[Go to credits|Credits page]] <div align='center' style='font-size: 150%;'>\ $tracking.day \ </div>

You are <<NameText>>, an eighteen-year-old <<GenderText>> <<SexStatusText>> <<AttractionText>> ---- You are 5'6. You have $bodytype. You have $skin. You have $eyes and a $face.<<ShowBreath>> <<Appearance_ShowHairstyle>> <<display "Boobs">><<if $flag.earrings>> <<ShowEarrings>> <<if $tracking.piercing.includes("navel")>> You also have a piercing in your navel.<</if>><<if $tracking.piercing.includes("nose")>> You also have a piercing in your nose.<</if>><<if $tracking.piercing.includes("tongue")>> You also have a piercing in your tongue.<</if>><</if>><<if $flag.tattoo>> <<GetInked>><</if>> ---- <<ShowOutfit>> ---- <<if $current_makeup.id>><<ShowMakeup>><</if>> ---- <<back "Return">>

<<silently>> ╔═══╗ ╔═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦╗ ║┌─┐║┌─┐╠═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩╝ ║│ │║│ │║ Unsorted variables ║└─┘║├─┤╠═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤══════════╕ ╠═══╣│ │╟───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴──────────┘ ║ ║│ │║ Here is non-prefixed stuff that's kind of important. ║ ║│ │║ It may get prefixed at some point, may not, but keeping it together is good. ║ ║└─┘╟─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬┐ ╚═══╝ ╚═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧╛ None right now. Isn't that nice? ╔═══╗ ╔═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦╗ ║┌─┐║┌─┐╠═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩╝ ║│ │║│ │║ Legacy variables ║└─┘║├─┤╠═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤══════════╕ ╠═══╣│ │╟───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴──────────┘ ║ ║│ │║ Generally not used, or at least should not be. ║ ║│ │║ Left in for now to avoid undefined variable errors. ║ ║│ │║ Some appearance, flag, and tracking variables are former legacy variables. ║ ║└─┘╟─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬┐ ╚═══╝ ╚═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧╛ <<set $bodytype = "a lithe frame with no muscle definition">> <<set $eyes = "blue eyes">> <<set $skin = "white and pale skin">> <<set $face = "somewhat androgynous face">> <<set $hairlength = "shoulder-length">> <<set $hairstyle = "in a ponytail">> <<set $haircolor = "brown hair">> <<set $perfume = "">> <<set $shirt = "collared, short-sleeve shirt with a zig-zag pattern">> <<set $bottoms = "tight slacks">> <<set $underwear = "Under your slacks you're wearing a pair of dark briefs.">> <<set $bra = "">> <<set $shoes = "wearing dark blue, velvet loafers with a one inch heel">> <<set $gender to "">> <<set $sexstatus to "">> <<set $attractedto to "">> <<set $notattractedto to "">> ╔═══╗ ╔═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦╗ ║┌─┐║┌─┐╠═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩╝ ║│ │║│ │║ Generic variables ║└─┘║├─┤╠═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤══════════╕ ╠═══╣│ │╟───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴──────────┘ ║ ║│ │║ Uncategorised variables that usually belong to another category. ║ ║│ │║ Usually left in due to ease of use and will be moved to the proper category when it stops being a reason. ║ ║└─┘╟─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬┐ ╚═══╝ ╚═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧╛ <<set $name to "Danny">> <<set $legalname to "">> <<set $fem to 0>> <<set $femgate to 0>> <<set $breastsize to 0>> ╔═══╗ ╔═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦╗ ║┌─┐║┌─┐╠═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩╝ ║│ │║│ │║ Control variables ║└─┘║├─┤╠═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤══════════╕ ╠═══╣│ │╟───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴──────────┘ ║ ║│ │║ Used to control settings set pre-story and widget behaviour. ║ ║│ │║ Not used by anything in the story proper, only to control things around it. ║ ║│ │║ widgetlink control variables are basically detault-name variables for widgets without their own. ║ ║└─┘╟─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬┐ ╚═══╝ ╚═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧╛ <<set $control to {}>> <<set $control.pictures to true>> <<set $control.warningssexual to true>> <<set $control.warningscontent to true>> <<set $control.warningsnarrative to true>> <<set $control.password to "">> <<set $control.passwords to false>> <<set $control.passwordarray to []>> <<set $control.outfitblock to false>> <<set $control.location to "DayStart">> <<set $control.easteregg to false>> <<set $control.seriousmode to false>> <<set $control.widgetlink1 to "">> <<set $control.widgetlink2 to "">> <<set $control.widgetlink3 to "">> ╔═══╗ ╔═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦╗ ║┌─┐║┌─┐╠═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩╝ ║│ │║│ │║ Queue variables ║└─┘║├─┤╠═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤══════════╕ ╠═══╣│ │╟───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴──────────┘ ║ ║│ │║ Used to control auto-checker–type widgets, so as to allow widget calls from within links. ║ ║│ │║ Queue variables can control widgets manipulating appearance, tracking, and possibly other categories. ║ ║└─┘╟─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬┐ ╚═══╝ ╚═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧╛ <<set $queue to {}>> <<set $queue.outfit to "">> <<set $queue.makeup to "">> <<set $queue.kiss to "">> <<set $queue.handjob to "">> <<set $queue.titjob to "">> <<set $queue.blowjob to "">> <<set $queue.anal to "">> <<set $queue.sex to "">> <<set $queue.oral to "">> ╔═══╗ ╔═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦╗ ║┌─┐║┌─┐╠═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩╝ ║│ │║│ │║ eWardrobe variables ║└─┘║├─┤╠═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤══════════╕ ╠═══╣│ │╟───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴──────────┘ ║ ║│ │║ Used by the eWardrobeMenu widget ║ ║│ │║ mode, link, custom, tags, outfits, restrictions, and restrictionText are used by the menu proper ║ ║│ │║ The rest is used to handle the outfit (and routine) database. ║ ║└─┘╟─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬┐ ╚═══╝ ╚═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧╛ <<set $eWardrobe to {}>> <<set $eWardrobe.category to {}>> <<set $eWardrobe.mode to "">> <<set $eWardrobe.link to "">> <<set $eWardrobe.custom to "">> <<set $eWardrobe.tags to [""]>> <<set $eWardrobe.outfits to [""]>> <<set $eWardrobe.restrictions to [""]>> <<set $eWardrobe.restrictionText to [""]>> <<set $eWardrobe.category.work to ["", "", "", "", "", "", "", "", "", ""]>> <<set $eWardrobe.category.makeup to ["", "", "", "", ""]>> <<set $eWardrobe.category.routines to ["", "", "", "", ""]>> <<set $eWardrobe.categoryid to ["", "", "", "", "", "", "", "", "", ""]>> <<set $eWardrobe.categoryname to ["", "", "", "", "", "", "", "", "", ""]>> <<set $eWardrobe.categoryrename to ["", "", "", "", "", "", "", "", "", ""]>> <<set $eWardrobe.emptyarray to ["", "", "", "", "", "", "", "", "", ""]>> ╔═══╗ ╔═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦╗ ║┌─┐║┌─┐╠═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩╝ ║│ │║│ │║ Appearance variables ║└─┘║├─┤╠═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤══════════╕ ╠═══╣│ │╟───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴──────────┘ ║ ║│ │║ Used to control things pertaining to appearance and the appearance tab only. ║ ║│ │║ Some appearance variables would be tracking ones normally, but are not so as to keep them centralized. ║ ║└─┘╟─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬┐ ╚═══╝ ╚═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧╛ <<set $appearance to {}>> <<set $appearance.outfitvar to 1>> <<set $appearance.makeupvar to 1>> <<set $appearance.breath to ["", "", "fresh", "fresh"]>> <<set $appearance.toothpaste to "mint">> <<set $appearance.earringvar to 0>> <<set $appearance.earringdetail to "">> <<set $appearance.hairstyle to "">> <<set $appearance.hairdye to "">> ╔═══╗ ╔═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦╗ ║┌─┐║┌─┐╠═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩╝ ║│ │║│ │║ Route variables ║└─┘║├─┤╠═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤══════════╕ ╠═══╣│ │╟───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴──────────┘ ║ ║│ │║ Used to control where the story goes via enabling or disabling its routes. ║ ║│ │║ $route.job controls the major routes of the story, the other variables the dating routes and minor routes. ║ ║│ │║ Acceptable values for $route.job: "store", "res". ║ ║│ │║ Acceptable values for other variables: true, false. ║ ║└─┘╟─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬┐ ╚═══╝ ╚═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧╛ <<set $route to {}>> <<set $route.job to "empty">> <<set $route.jake to false>> <<set $route.kurt to false>> <<set $route.lyle to false>> <<set $route.arthur to false>> <<set $route.val to false>> <<set $route.dante to false>> <<set $route.chris to false>> <<set $route.candice to false>> <<set $route.cosplay to false>> ╔═══╗ ╔═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦╗ ║┌─┐║┌─┐╠═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩╝ ║│ │║│ │║ Flag variables ║└─┘║├─┤╠═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤══════════╕ ╠═══╣│ │╟───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴──────────┘ ║ ║│ │║ Used to track and control the more minor variants of the game by flagging events. ║ ║│ │║ Generally only set in one place, or one per route, or a few times during the same multi-location scene. ║ ║│ │║ $flag.activityroute is a minor exception, possibly being set a few times to avoid using a duplicated variable. ║ ║│ │║ $flag.onlinegirlgame is also a minor exception, being that it controls something of a minor route. ║ ║└─┘╟─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬┐ ╚═══╝ ╚═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧╛ <<set $flag to {}>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Shared ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <<set $flag.activityintro to false>> <<set $flag.activitysignup to false>> <<set $flag.activityroute to "">> <<set $flag.makeover to false>> <<set $flag.barnpartyatt to false>> <<set $flag.barnpartydrunk to 0>> <<set $flag.onlinegirlgame to false>> <<set $flag.jakedateroute to "">> <<set $flag.coffeeshop to false>> <<set $flag.periodtalk to 0>> <<set $flag.codvictory to false>> <<set $flag.miserybooth to false>> <<set $flag.tf to false>> <<set $flag.boobtf to false>> <<set $flag.girlyresolve to false>> <<set $flag.malltrip to false>> <<set $flag.earrings to false>> <<set $flag.cooperation to false>> <<set $flag.fanservice to false>> <<set $flag.hotstreaming to false>> <<set $flag.grandtheftboato to false>> <<set $flag.sellouting to false>> <<set $flag.tattoo to "">> <<set $flag.resisttf to "">> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Store route ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <<set $flag.funnymakeup to false>> <<set $flag.profilereveal to false>> <<set $flag.hogwash to false>> <<set $flag.mealofweird to false>> <<set $flag.bookstoreruckus to false>> <<set $flag.nursenonsense to false>> <<set $flag.sailtrifecta to "">> <<set $flag.happyfunpill to false>> <<set $flag.botanics to false>> <<set $flag.outingsanity to false>> <<set $flag.nursepaparazzi to false>> <<set $flag.workstupidity to false>> <<set $flag.calvinism to false>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Restaurant route ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <<set $flag.nonpunctuality to false>> <<set $flag.spinlessons to false>> <<set $flag.poshpartyatt to false>> <<set $flag.poshpartygift to false>> <<set $flag.destinysplace to false>> <<set $flag.dantefavor to "">> <<set $flag.photovariant to 0>> <<set $flag.unkurt to false>> <<set $flag.lisaresponse to "">> <<set $flag.destinyadvice to false>> <<set $flag.helpfulness to false>> <<set $flag.campaign to "">> <<set $flag.workselfishness to "">> <<set $flag.politicalspoiler to false>> <<set $flag.gossipthur to false>> <<set $flag.videoplaydate to false>> <<set $flag.partyplaydate to false>> <<set $flag.familyconnections to false>> ╔═══╗ ╔═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦╗ ║┌─┐║┌─┐╠═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩╝ ║│ │║│ │║ Tracking variables ║└─┘║├─┤╠═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤══════════╕ ╠═══╣│ │╟───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴──────────┘ ║ ║│ │║ Used to track and control the more minor variants of the game, and to track data for other things. ║ ║│ │║ Similar to flag variables, but the data they gather is set numerous times during the story. ║ ║│ │║ $tracking.clothingset is an exception as as of now it is only being set on a single day. ║ ║└─┘╟─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬┐ ╚═══╝ ╚═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧╛ <<set $tracking to {}>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Basic ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <<set $tracking.day to "Monday">> <<set $tracking.week to "One">> <<set $tracking.currentday to "W1M">> <<set $tracking.clothingset to "sasha">> /* "sasha", "destiny", "justine", "camilla", "lisa" */ <<set $tracking.lastworkoutfit to "">> <<set $tracking.pajamaoutfit to "morning">> <<set $tracking.pajamamakeup to "">> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Counters ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <<set $tracking.daycount to 1>> <<set $tracking.pills = 0>> <<set $tracking.pillcount = 0>> <<set $tracking.hairwashcount to 0>> <<set $tracking.facewashcount to 0>> <<set $tracking.depilatecount to 0>> <<set $tracking.jobtier to 0>> <<set $tracking.earringpool to 0>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Sex stamps ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <<set $tracking.kiss to "">> <<set $tracking.handjob to "">> <<set $tracking.titjob to "">> <<set $tracking.blowjob to "">> <<set $tracking.analsex to "">> <<set $tracking.frontsex to "">> <<set $tracking.oralsex to "">> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Other stamps ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <<set $tracking.tattooshape to "">> /* 1f for flower, 1s for star, 1b for butterfly */ <<set $tracking.tattooloc to "">> /* 1b for back, 1g for below the tummy, 1s for side */ <<set $tracking.mallclothes to "">> <<set $tracking.piercing to "">> <<set $tracking.reveal to [""]>> ╔═══╗ ╔═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦╗ ║┌─┐║┌─┐╠═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩╝ ║│ │║│ │║ Temporary variables ║└─┘║├─┤╠═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤══════════╕ ╠═══╣│ │╟───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴──────────┘ ║ ║│ │║ Not actually temporary variables, but stand-ins for these that aren't automatically unset. ║ ║│ │║ Used for anything that is not considered important enough to give it its own variable. ║ ║│ │║ They are not saved in the passwords. ║ ║│ │║ ║ ║│ │║ Currently used to control some easter eggs; this will be deprecated. ║ ║└─┘╟─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬┐ ╚═══╝ ╚═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧╛ <<set $temp to {}>> <<set $temp.number1 to 0>> <<set $temp.switch1 to false>> <<set $temp.switch2 to false>> <<set $temp.switch3 to false>> <<set $temp.switch4 to false>> <<set $temp.text1 to "">> <<set $temp.text2 to "">> ╔═══╗ ╔═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦═════════╦╗ ║┌─┐║┌─┐╠═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩═════════╩╝ ║│ │║│ │║ ║└─┘║├─┤╠═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤═══════════════════╤══════════╕ ╠═══╣│ │╟───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴───────────────────┴──────────┘ ║ ║│ │║ ║ ║│ │║ ║ ║└─┘╟─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬─────────┬┐ ╚═══╝ ╚═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧═════════╧╛ <<eWardrobe_ResetMenu>> <<InitialiseMakeup>> <<InitialiseOutfits>> <</silently>>

This game has a fictional story. The story contains graphic descriptions of sex between adults, and is therefore not suitable for people under the age of eighteen. All characters are fictitious. Any similarity to a real individual, whether living or dead, is pure coincidence and likely attributed to poor writing on the author's (my) part. This game is hosted on Patreon and the IDGB. If you found it through a different website then it's likely someone else is profiting off my work. Links to the Patreon and IDGB page can be found on the side bar. The eWardrobe does have instances of (implied) nonconsent. Please don't play if this type of material disturbs you. By hitting "I agree" you confirm you are eighteen years of age or older. [[I agree.|pre-intro]]

<<if $control.passwordarray[0]>>[[Passwords]]<</if>> <<if $tracking.daycount gt 1 or $control.location neq "DayStart">>[[Appearance]]<</if>>

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<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<include "W1F2">><<daypassage>><<silently>>[[W1F2]] ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">>You wake up and wish you could just bury your head under the pillow. Work sucks. Even if you weren't being mistaken for the wrong gender it would still suck. Although that doesn't help. Time to get ready for work. The eWardrobe comes to life. @@.robo;"Good morning, Sasha. Which work outfit would you like me to prepare for you today?"@@ <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<routes>> ║ │ <<job "store">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Encounter store">> ║ │ <<job "res">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Encounter res">> ║ │ <</routes>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>><<outfitlist>><<outfit "work_storenew">>You decide to wear the skimpier clothes that Justine has picked out for you. You're only doing this for a few more days, you tell yourself. Justine will be heart-broken when her B.F.F. "$name" disappears, may as well indulge her for a few days. Still, it feels weird to deliberately choose to show off more skin when you could wear less revealing clothing.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "work_storeold">>You decide to wear the more appropriate clothes that Hillary was a fan of. You're only doing this for a few more days, you tell yourself. But that doesn't mean you need to go the extra mile and have a thong up your ass all day long. Justine will be bummed, but she's going to be disappointed anyway when her B.F.F. "$name" disappears, so no point in delaying the inevitable. Still, you feel a pang of guilt; she's been nice to you and you know that making her day would be as easy as wearing the other outfit.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "work_resnew">>You decide to wear the clothes that Destiny chose from the eWardrobe in her home. You're only doing this for a few more days, you tell yourself. Destiny has been really nice to you, might as well show her you're grateful. Besides, maybe this will somehow lead to another opportunity to stare at her in her underwear. Still, it feels weird to deliberately choose to wear a shorter skirt when you could have a longer one on instead.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "work_resold">><<if $flag.makeover>>You put on the normal busser uniform. You're only doing this for a few more days, you remind yourself. Just act natural and you'll get through it. You hope.<<else>>You decide to wear the normal busser uniform. Destiny is nice and all, but her tastes run toward the hyper-feminine and you feel like your clothes are girly enough as it is. You're only doing this for a few more days, you tell yourself. But that doesn't mean you need to go the extra mile and wear a shorter skirt if a longer one is available. Destiny might be disappointed, but it's not like you owe her anything. Still, you feel a pang of guilt; she's been nice to you and you don't have any other way to thank her except by wearing the outfit she picked.<</if>><</outfitlist>> [[Go to work.|W1F][$control.location to _passagelink]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Encounter store ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Encounter store">><<if $current_outfit.id eq "work_storeold">><<AddFem 4>>Damn it. You realize after a few moments that you were wearing a thong anyway. Is this outfit really that much less feminine than the other one? Either way you're wearing one of the most girly pieces of underwear in existence. <</if>>The sun beats down as you ride the old yellow bike to work. Thank goodness the store isn't that far. <<if $current_outfit.id eq "work_storenew">><<AddFem 8>>The shorts might be high-waisted, but they're one of the most revealing articles of clothing you've ever worn. Under the shorts you can tell you're wearing a thong, and it's making you miserable. <</if>>Each rotation of the pedals moves the thong back and forth. The movement makes it feel like your dick is being tightly stroked. Even worse, this makes the string part of the thong rub back and forth against your asshole, which for some reason is making you incredibly aroused. You'll be grateful when you can stop, because your whole body is feeling tingly. You pedal slowly past the park where you saw the tent for sport and activity sign-ups. The tent is gone, and the park is pretty empty this time of day. There are a few groups of people playing beach volleyball. Four shirtless guys have an entire court to themselves, and are clearly taking the game more seriously than anyone else would on a Friday morning. But not so seriously that one of them doesn't <<if $current_outfit.id eq "work_storenew">>pause to watch you go by. @@.lightblue;"Hey sexy, why don't you come play with us?"@@ A second guy joins him, flexing. @@.otherblue;"Yeah, come join us, baby!"@@ You ignore the men, your face blushing furiously. @@.lightblue;"I can tell you need a hard dick,"@@ the first guy shouts again. A third one calls to them. @@.finalblue;"You always go after the easy ones. Let's go, guys, we're wasting time."@@ A moment later and you've pedaled out of earshot of them. Easy ones? What the fuck did he mean? Just because you're wearing shorts doesn't mean you're some slut! What an ass.<<elseif $current_outfit.id eq "work_storeold">>break away to call out after you. @@.finalblue;"Hey there, where you off to in a hurry?"@@ A different guy laughs at him. @@.lightblue;"Come on man, she's not even a butter-face, who knows what's under those clothes."@@ Another guy laughs. @@.otherblue;"You always chase boring girls."@@ You ignore the men, your face blushing furiously. The first guy defends himself. @@.finalblue;"I do not!"@@ The second guy snickers. @@.lightblue;"Tell you what, though, she needs a hard dick, I can tell."@@ The first shouts out after you. @@.finalblue;"Why don't you come over here and show them you aren't boring?"@@ More quietly he says, @@.finalblue;"I can help with the hard dicking, too."@@ His friends burst into laughter. A moment later and you've pedaled out of earshot of them. Boring? What the fuck did he mean? Just because you're not showing off your tits like some slut doesn't mean you're boring! What an ass.<</if>> You can't decide if you're embarrassed or indignant. Probably both.<<if $current_outfit.id eq "work_storeold">> You aren't even sure why you care if they think you're a boring girl. These fucking clothing choices are getting to me.<</if>> And that other guy said he could tell you needed a hard dick. What did that mean? Were you obviously aroused from the thong, and they thought you looked like some horny chick? Fortunately, you get to the store and don't have to think about it any more. [[Continue.|W1F][$control.location to "Makeover"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Makeover ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Makeover">>Justine has a latte waiting for you, thank god. After being cat-called you need it. She's wearing a tiny tank top and a pair of cutoff jean shorts that are so small she must have been born in them. <<ShowImage "joutfit1" 0>> <<if $current_outfit.id eq "work_storenew">>@@.justine;"Lookin' good, girl."@@ She sees your expression. @@.justine;"What's wrong?"@@ <<elseif $current_outfit.id eq "work_storeold">>@@.justine;"Mornin', $name. Okay, I'm sorry but there's no way I'm letting you wear those clothes all day. I'm too good a friend to do that to you."@@ She sees your expression. @@.justine;"Wait, what's wrong?"@@<</if>> You're embarrassed to admit it, but you're trembling a little. Haltingly, you tell Justine what happened. When you finish she bursts out laughing. @@.justine;"Is that it?"@@ Seeing your shocked expression she pats you on the arm. @@.justine;"Oh, $name, you're a full-blown ugly duckling, ain't ya? Get used to it, girl, that's how you know you're hot. If guys do that you know you're looking good. Welcome to sexy swan life."@@ She call tell you aren't quite convinced. @@.justine;"Here,"@@ she says, grabbing your hand. @@.justine;"I know just what will make you feel better."@@ She pushes you toward Tip for the Drip's eWardrobe. @@.justine;"There's a party tonight, so you know what that means."@@ She grins. @@.justine;"Makeover time!"@@ [[Continue.|W1F][$control.location to "Makeover 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Makeover 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Makeover 2">>You try to resist Justine's push toward the eWardrobe doors. The last time she gave you a "makeover" you had looked like Slutty Retail Spice. @@.yellow;"Justine, wait,"@@ you say as forcefully as you can. It comes out timidly. Surprisingly, she does stop. @@.justine;"Look, $name, I'm in a good mood so I'll give you a choice. Either you let me dress you up now, and you decide if you want to wear it to party tonight, or,"@@ her eyes glitter dangerously, @@.justine;"you let me put an outfit together on a USB and you have to wear it to the party."@@ @@.yellow;"I didn't even know there was a party,"@@ you whine. Justine stands still, arms akimbo. @@.justine;"Now you know."@@ She cocks her head to the side. @@.justine;"What will it be, $name? Dress-up now, or for the party?"@@ Her personality is so strong, it trods right over you. You blurt your answer without thinking. [["Dress-up now."|W1F][$control.location to "Makeover 3"; $temp.switch1 to false; $temp.text1 to $current_outfit.id; $queue.outfit to "custom_justine_party"; $queue.makeup to "outfit_custom_justine_party"]] [["Whatever you want for the party."|W1F][$control.location to "Makeover 3"; $temp.switch1 to true]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Makeover 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Makeover 3">><<if $temp.switch1>>@@.yellow;"Surprise me,"@@ you yelp. Justine smirks, but before she can speak you hear Frank shouting. @@.yellow;"Got to go,"@@ you say quickly, and duck out of the barista stand. You didn't expect that to work on Justine, but surprisingly she lets you go. [[Continue.|W1F][$control.location to "Work store"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 3>>As soon as the words are out of your mouth you're thrust into the barista stand's eWardrobe. When you walk out Justine excitedly tells you to look in the <<link "mirror">><<goto "Appearance">><</link>>. @@.yellow;"No way,"@@ you say reflexively. Justine frowns. @@.justine;"You don't like it?"@@ You hesitate. If you're honest you might hurt her feelings, but if you lie you could end up looking like a tart. [[Lie.|W1F][$control.location to "Makeover 4"; $temp.switch2 to false]] [[Tell the truth.|W1F][$control.location to "Makeover 4"; $temp.switch2 to true]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Makeover 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Makeover 4">><<if $temp.switch2>>@@.yellow;"It's a bit much,"@@ you admit. Justine narrows her eyes, but before she can speak you hear Frank shouting. @@.yellow;"Got to go,"@@ you say quickly, and duck<<else>><<WearOutfit $temp.text1>><<AddFem 2>>@@.yellow;"I love it,"@@ you say as convincingly as you can manage. You didn't think Justine would buy it, but surprisingly she does. Frank shows up, so you duck back into the eWardrobe to change. @@.orange;"Let's go, Miss $name,"@@ he shouts. Grateful for the excuse to go work before Justine can test you more, you hurry<</if>> out of the barista stand. [[Continue.|W1F][$control.location to "Work store"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store">><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">><<if $current_outfit.id eq "custom_justine_party">><<AddFem 2>>Frank aims a watery eye at you. @@.orange;"That's how you dress for work?"@@ You blush, aware you're wearing Justine's latest concoction. Fortunately, Frank drops it, and once you're both clocked in he spends his time shouting and trying to teach you the register. <<else>>Frank spends the day shouting and trying to teach you the register.<</if>>During lunch Justine brings you another latte - you're falling in love with the beverage - and makes several references to the party later that night. Fortunately, the shift is so slow that Frank offers to let you go home early. Grateful to break away before Justine can see, you accept. [[Go home.|W1F][$control.location to "Party preparations"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Encounter res ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Encounter res">>The sun beats down on as you ride the old yellow bike to work. Thank goodness the restaurant isn't that far. Riding a bike in <<if $current_outfit.id eq "work_resnew">><<AddFem 6>>a professional skirt is not easy<<elseif $current_outfit.id eq "work_resold">><<AddFem 4>>the long skirt is not easy, but you've had a little practice by now<</if>>. Under the skirt you can tell you're wearing a thong, and it's making you miserable. Each rotation of the pedals moves the thong back and forth. The movement makes it feel like your dick is being tightly stroked. Even worse, this makes the string part of the thong rub back and forth against your asshole, which for some reason is making you incredibly aroused. You'll be grateful when you can stop, because your whole body is feeling tingly. You pedal slowly past a man and a woman having a very public breakup on the lawn in front of a house. She's shouting and throwing clothes at him, while he keeps trying to plead his case that oral definitely doesn't count as cheating. <<ShowImage "bikeride_cfight" 0>> You can't help but watch the drama as you drive past. The woman notices you pedaling closer and spots you looking at them. @@.hotpink;"What are you lookin' at, bitch?"@@ You instantly look straight-ahead but it's too late. @@.hotpink;"What, now you don't see us? What, you want to suck him off, too?"@@ She starts shrieking when you don't reply while the guy unsuccessfully tries to calm her down. <<if $current_outfit.id eq "work_resnew">>@@.hotpink;"You think you're some uppity cunt, like your pussy don't stink like the rest of us, but it does!"@@<<elseif $current_outfit.id eq "work_resold">>@@.hotpink;"That's right, keep going, cunt! Your pussy is probably too boring for my man anyway! What, you didn't clear up the stink? Well I did, and he belongs to me and MY pussy!"@@<</if>> By now the entire neighborhood must be watching this woman scream about <<if $current_outfit.id eq "work_resnew">>how you definitely have a smelly vagina. You try to pedal faster but it's impossible to do in the black skirt<<elseif $current_outfit.id eq "work_resold">>her pussy versus yours. You try to pedal faster but it's impossible to do in the long skirt<</if>>. You keep pedaling, trying hard not to get drawn into their fight. The woman keeps screaming at you, while you hear the man apologizing. @@.finalblue;"Come on, baby, @@<<if $current_outfit.id eq "work_resnew">>@@.finalblue;don't be like that. You know I hate bitches who are full of themselves@@<<elseif $current_outfit.id eq "work_resold">>@@.finalblue;calm down. You know I'm not into boring bitches like that@@<</if>>@@.finalblue;, that's why I'm with you, girl. She doesn't even look like she's had dick in forever."@@ <<ShowImage "bikeridebf" 0>> A moment later and you've pedaled far enough away them. <<if $current_outfit.id eq "work_resnew">>Uppity? What the fuck did they mean? Just because you're wearing something modern and trendy doesn't mean you're full of yourself<<elseif $current_outfit.id eq "work_resold">><</if>>! What assholes. <<ShowImage "bikeridegf" 0>> You can't decide if you're embarrassed or indignant. Probably both. You aren't even sure why you care if they think you're a <<if $current_outfit.id eq "work_resnew">>stuck-up<<elseif $current_outfit.id eq "work_resold">>boring<</if>> girl. These fucking clothing choices are getting to me. And why did that guy say it looked like you hadn't had dick in forever. What did that mean? Were you obviously aroused from the thong, and they thought you looked like some horny chick who wasn't getting any? Fortunately, [[you get to the restaurant|W1F][$control.location to "Work res"]] and don't have to think about it any more.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res">>Still feeling heated from the woman and her loser boyfriend, you stomp angrily into the restaurant. @@.destiny;"Hey $name,"@@ Destiny greets you as you walk inside. @@.destiny;"How is - uh oh, what happened?"@@ You know it's dumb to complain about, especially because you're not even a real girl, but you find yourself venting to her about what happened. @@.destiny;"Aww,"@@ she says sympathetically. @@.destiny;"I'm sorry, hon. I don't understand how trashy some people can be,"@@ She says with a shake of her head. @@.destiny;"I could never fight in public, let alone get a stranger involved."@@ You agree with her, then head off to start your shift. You get to work, surprised that it's considerably busier than what you've seen so far. Maybe it's because it's a Friday? You don't know enough about the restaurant business to really guess. [[Continue.|W1F][$control.location to "Work res 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 2">>During your break Arthur comes to chat with you. You don't mind the distraction, all you were doing was browsing Peddit, a massive website where people only post media of baby animals being cute. @@.arthur;"Well, $name,"@@ Arthur drawls, @@.arthur;"you're almost through your first week of gainful employment. What do ya think so far?"@@ You put down the gif of a puppy yawning. @@.yellow;"Um,"@@ you say as Arthur waits patiently. @@.yellow;"I like it?"@@ @@.arthur;"Gee, that was convincing,"@@ he says dryly. The two of you laugh after a second. Arthur spends the rest of your break talking with you. As you've gotten to know him you've realized he isn't a dumb jock at all; he's thoughtful in his actions and he knows more about the food business than you ever will. When your break ends you're almost disappointed that you two are done chatting. @@.yellow;"Time for me to get back to it."@@ He nods. @@.arthur;"Sure thing."@@ You're halfway out the kitchen when [[he calls your name.|W1F][$control.location to "Work res 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 3">>@@.arthur;"Hey $name, will I see you at the party tonight?"@@ @@.yellow;"There's a party?"@@ You had no idea a party was going on. Were there actually parties in Hope's Point? Back home you were never invited to any parties. @@.arthur;"Yeah, tonight. Will I see you there?"@@ @@.yellow;"Um,"@@ you aren't sure what to think. @@.yellow;"I don't think I was invited,"@@ you hedge, but Arthur just laughs. @@.arthur;"Invited? It's a party. The whole damn town is invited."@@ He looks you up and down, then shrugs. @@.arthur;"Maybe I'll see you there. It's off Elm Street, at the Baker Ranch. Big place, you can't miss it, the barn is bright red."@@ Arthur checks his watch. @@.arthur;"Damn, my break is over."@@ He gets up and walks past you. @@.arthur;"Hope to see you there, $name,"@@ he says as he leaves the room. A party? The old you would never have been invited to a party. Were people in Hope's Point that much nicer? Or were you actually popular here? Or, and you cringe at this idea, was Arthur hitting on you? If it was a platonic invite then you're almost tempted to go, but if it was anything else you'd rather not. It's the first party you've ever been invited to, though. It's kind of tempting. You decide the best thing to do is [[ask Destiny.|W1F][$control.location to "Work res 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 4">>Surprisingly, Destiny flags you down before you can even approach her. @@.destiny;"Act normal,"@@ she says when you get close enough to the hostess stand. @@.destiny;"There's a creep here."@@ She gestures with her eyebrows. <<ShowImage "dunsure" 0>> You wait a beat, then turn. In a booth near the door is a young man, maybe early twenties, in a beanie, hipster glasses and sporting a sad attempt at facial hair. @@.destiny;"Why does he come here?"@@ Destiny, normally very proper and upbeat, sounds disgusted. You have no idea what's goin on. @@.yellow;"Who is he?"@@ @@.destiny;"Remember the pervy guy who stole that secretary's underwear?"@@ Comprehension dawns on you. @@.destiny;"That's him."@@ Destiny's gaze is so frosty you're impressed that the guy isn't shivering. <<ShowImage "c-dante-intro" 610>> Unfortunately, the table he's in isn't quite clean, and it's your job to get over there and clear the area, especially since a customer is already sitting in the booth. @@.yellow;"Shit,"@@ you mutter. @@.destiny;"Sorry, $name."@@ Destiny says sympathetically. @@.destiny;"Want me to tell Arthur to handle it? He'll understand, none of us girls should be anywhere near that creep."@@ You're tired of all of the implications that you're just another pitiful girl. @@.yellow;"Don't worry about it,"@@ you say confidently. @@.yellow;"I'll do it."@@ I'm not some vulnerable little girl. Still, your heart beats faster as you approach the booth. [[Clean the table.|W1F][$control.location to "Meet Dante"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Meet Dante ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Meet Dante">>You walk over to the booth and begin clearing it. The guy looks at you sorrowfully over his glasses. @@.dante;"Shouldn't you be avoiding me like the plague, just like every other woman in this town?"@@ That's a touch melodramatic. Do guys not hear how whiny they sound with comments like that? @@.yellow;"I'm just here to clean up the table,"@@ you say quietly. The young man sighs. @@.dante;"I don't even know you, but you think I'm a pervert."@@ He shakes his head. @@.dante;"I'm an outcast in a town where everyone knows each other."@@ He says it so self-pityingly you roll your eyes. @@.yellow;"I don't think anything,"@@ you say reflexively. @@.dante;"Then that's your problem, young heir,"@@ the guy replies immediately. Surprised, you actually look at him in the eyes. @@.yellow;"You've read the Lost Heir of Astoria series?"@@ He chuckles. @@.dante;"Read it? I'm an expert. I know every clan's carving song."@@ He crosses his arms with a smug look. <<if $flag.activityintro>>@@.yellow;"Who doesn't?"@@<<else>>@@.yellow;"Okay, I'm impressed,"@@ you concede.<</if>> He eyes you and strokes his facial hair. @@.dante;"I even,"@@ he continues quickly, @@.dante;"have the 700 page glossary explaining the connected meta world."@@ [[So impressive.|W1F][$control.location to "Meet Dante 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Meet Dante 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Meet Dante 2">>You talk with the guy about Heirs of Astoria, and are surprised by how much time has passed. You only realize it's been a while because when you look at the hostess stand both Destiny and Arthur are there, staring at you like you've grown a horn. <<ShowImage "dannoyed" 0>> @@.yellow;"I should go,"@@ you say, realizing that you're sharing plot theories with a supposed pervert. The pervert grabs your hand before you leave. @@.dante;"Hey,"@@ he says, @@.dante;"thank you for talking with me. I really appreciate it, I kind of forgot about everything else."@@ He lets you go, and you hurry off. Your shift goes on, and eventually the guy leaves. Arthur approaches you after checking the tab. @@.arthur;"Here,"@@ he says, oddly sullen. Usually he's always whistling and joking, but now he looks like he ate a lemon. @@.arthur;"I don't think this is for me,"@@ He hands you the black folder the restaurant delivers the bill in. You open it up, to find $40.00 in cash and a hand-scrawled note. Thanks for talking. See you next week. -Dante You can tell Destiny has a million questions, so when things are quiet you go explain that you were talking about your favorite book series, and just lost track of time. @@.destiny;"Heirs of Astoria? I love those books! Oh my gosh, how good was it when they revealed that the Storm Witch was actually Drake's mother?"@@ For the second time in one day, [[you lose track of time talking about books.|W1F][$control.location to "Meet Dante 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Meet Dante 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Meet Dante 3">><<AddFem 3>>@@.destiny;"You really weren't uncomfortable?"@@ Destiny asks for the hundredth time. She can't stop bringing it up; you'll be talking about polishing silverware and she'll ask out of nowhere if Dante made you uncomfortable. @@.yellow;"He was fine,"@@ you say. Why is this such a big deal? Dante was awkward and a whiny, self-obsessed book nerd. But so are you, kinda. @@.destiny;"Okay,"@@ she says, troubled. @@.destiny;"But if I see him hanging around the parking lot then I'm going to drive you home."@@ You roll your eyes and change the subject. @@.yellow;"Do you know anything about a party?"@@ @@.destiny;"Tonight?"@@ You nod. @@.destiny;"Billy Baker is throwing something tonight, in his barn."@@ She laughs when you make a face. @@.destiny;"Welcome to Hope's Point, where parties are in barns. Are you going?"@@ You shrug. @@.yellow;"I dunno, Arthur asked and I was thinking about it."@@ @@.destiny;"Arthur,"@@ Destiny says with a smile. @@.yellow;"What?"@@ You aren't proud by how defensive it comes out. @@.destiny;"Nothing, nothing."@@ She adds teasingly, @@.destiny;"I'm just glad to hear that Dante has some competition."@@ You groan and roll your eyes. @@.destiny;"I don't know much about it, though. I'm not going, I have plans."@@ She looks pensive. @@.destiny;"Are you going to go?"@@ You haven't decided yet. @@.yellow;"I don't know,"@@ you admit. @@.destiny;"Hmm,"@@ Destiny is quiet for a while. Finally, she says, @@.destiny;"whatever you do, be safe and have fun, okay?"@@ Once the shift is over, [[you head home.|W1F][$control.location to "Party preparations"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party preparations ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party preparations">>Back home, you slump onto the couch. You're not sure what to do about the party. On the one hand, going to a party dressed as a chick sounds like a special type of hell. On the other hand, you don't work again until Monday and the prospect of spending over two days hiding in the cottage seems torturous. Your eyes rest on <<if $route.job eq "store">>Justine's<<else>>Destiny's<</if>> pill bottle. @@.yellow;"One thing at a time."@@ <<PillOptions "Party preparations 2">><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party preparations 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party preparations 2">>With that out of the way, <<routes>><<job "store">>your mind goes back to the party. Do you even want to go? The idea of showing up to a party with an outfit Justine has picked out makes you cringe. Sure, she's probably a lot of fun, but knowing how determined she is to get you to loosen up, she'll probably orchestrate something awful. Like Spin The Bottle. The idea of having to kiss a guy makes you feel physically ill. You'll stay home, it's that simple. Justine will probably be pissed, especially after you pretty much agreed to going, but what can you do?<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">>you have to decide if you actually want to go to the party or not. If you go, you'd need to mess around with the eWardrobe to look at clothing. Trying on girl clothes does not sound like a good time. And Destiny wouldn't be there. The only person you'd know is Arthur, and if he invited you as something more than a friend then you definitely don't want to go.<</routes>> You look around the cottage. If you don't go that means you'll have another night of TV and Peddit. And more of that tomorrow. And on Sunday. The boredom is really getting to you. <<routes>><<job "store">>Maybe<<job "res">>Plus, maybe<</routes>> a party means there will be beer. You've never really been drunk before, but after the week you've had you feel like you need to experience it.<<if $route.job eq "store">> That could be fun, unless Justine makes it weird.<</if>> I just have to decide, you tell yourself. <<if $route.job eq "store">>A moment later there's a knock at the cottage door. Surprised, you go answer it. [[Answer the door.|W1F][$control.location to "Party preparations 3"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>>[[Go to the party.|W1F][$control.location to "Party preparations 3"]] [[Stay in.|W1F][$control.location to "Home"; $flag.barnpartyatt to false]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party preparations 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party preparations 3">><<routes>><<job "store">>Justine is there. Her eyes glitter dangerously and she smirks. @@.justine;"Hi, $name."@@ @@.yellow;"Hello,"@@ you stammer out. She walks past you into the cottage. @@.justine;"This place is adorbs! And you have it all to yourself? Girl, we are going to get wild here. I might move in. What do you think? Besties and roomies? How have you not invited me over here yet?"@@ As she speaks she pops her head into the kitchen, then the bedroom. @@.justine;"Whoa, I haven't seen one of those since I visited my grandma in Florida. Is that a first generation eWardrobe?"@@ @@.yellow;"Yeah, it's pretty ancient."@@ She pulls a USB out of the pocket of her cutoffs. <<if $temp.switch1>>@@.justine;"But,"@@ she says, @@.justine;"it will still take one of these, right?"@@ The smug expression on her face tells you she already knows the answer. Before you can reply she inserts the USB into the eWardrobe, which turns on with a ping. @@.justine;"Guess so!"@@ Justine smiles broadly. @@.justine;"I've picked out both of our outfits. Check it out."@@ You're pushed into the eWardrobe, and [[the door slides shut.|W1F][$control.location to "Party makeover"; $queue.outfit to "custom_justine_party"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.justine;"Will it take one of these?"@@ she asks quizzically. @@.justine;"My outfit is on here."@@ Before you can reply she inserts the USB into the eWardrobe, which turns on with a ping. @@.justine;"Guess so!"@@ Justine smiles broadly. @@.justine;"What are you going to wear?"@@ @@.yellow;"Um,"@@ you try to swallow, but your mouth is completely dry. @@.yellow;"I don't know yet?"@@ She taps the interface. @@.justine;"Do you know what means?"@@ When you shake your head no she grins. @@.justine;"It's time to try on clothes!"@@ [[Continue.|W1F][$control.location to "Party preparations 4"; $temp.switch2 to false]]<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">>I should just go. Think of it is $name's last few days in town. On Monday $name will be gone and Danny will be back. You've talked yourself into it enough that you're willing to go find something to wear. [[To the eWardrobe.|W1F][$control.location to "Party preparations 4"]]<</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party preparations 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party preparations 4">><<routes>><<job "store">>As your eWardrobe turns on you realize that in a second Justine will see that you're logged into Sasha's profile. She's certainly going to have questions, and you could run the risk of her connecting some dots. You can't use the voice command to go right to the dress-up screen, either. The computer will call you Sasha and that will definitely raise a question or two. @@.justine;"Let's go to your profile and see what we have,"@@ Justine chirps. You panic, mind racing. You could rush over and hurriedly pull up whatever looks closest to a "drunk party" category of clothes, but that would just guarantee a horribly feminine outfit, as opposed to maybe creating your own and looking a little more casual. Which is the lesser of two evils: Justine possibly learning your secret? Or keeping your secret but looking sluttier? You have to decide immediately! [[Don't move.|W1F][$control.location to "Party preparations 5"]] [[Rush over to stop her from finding out.|W1F][$control.location to "Outfit galore"; $queue.outfit to "sasha_tease"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">>You pull up Sasha's profile. Two of her categories look promising; Going Out and Get Classy. @@.yellow;"Destiny said it's a barn."@@ That pretty much decides it. You aren't going to "get classy" to go to a barn party. You enter the Going Out category. All of the choices make you cringe. @@.yellow;"Let's just get this over with it."@@ [[You pick one and try it on.|W1F][$control.location to "Party preparations 5"]]<</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party preparations 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party preparations 5">><<routes>><<job "store">>Justine frowns when Sasha's face appears on the screen. @@.justine;"Who's she? I thought you lived here alone."@@ You hesitate. What do you say? @@.justine;"$name?"@@ Without thinking, you blurt out the truth. [[She's my cousin.|W1F][$control.location to "Reveal"; $flag.profilereveal to true]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">>@@.yellow;"What should I wear for tonight? I know nothing about chick clothes."@@<<if $current_outfit.id eq "sasha_drunk">>@@.yellow; Of course, there is always what you've got on.@@<</if>> @@.yellow;Should I just pick @@<<if $current_outfit.id eq "sasha_drunk">>@@.yellow;this one?"@@<<else>>@@.yellow;a random one?"@@<</if>> <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Party preparations 6">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["party"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party preparations 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party preparations 6">><<outfitlist>><<outfit "sasha_tease">>@@.yellow;"I look like a bimbo,"@@ you wail when you see your reflection. The outfit makes you feel exposed and embarrassed. The top looks absolutely ridiculous on you. Without breasts the outfit doesn't work at all. Instead of looking desirable you look, well, ridiculous. @@.yellow;"I don't think this one is going to work,"@@ you mutter. You shouldn't wear this in public, it's obvious this is an outfit for someone else.<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_slut">>@@.yellow;"This was Sasha's idea of first date clothes?"@@ You look like some tough, confident bad-girl. The top looks weird, though. With no cleavage to enhance and push out it looks really odd. Clearly Sasha was decently endowed in the chest, and on you the shirt looks flat and silly. You realize something else. You blush. Did your cousin really not wear any underwear on a first date? You blush harder, wondering what kind of girl Sasha really was. You're pretty sure you'd rather wear a thong under a skirt than nothing at all. There's no way you're going to wear this outside. Between the odd looking top and the lack of underwear, you have to wear anything else.<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_drunk">>You look in the mirror. For fuck's sakes. The chest looks okay. Small, like it always does, but you'd think there were breasts. You're not super exposed, either. The back is revealing, but as you twist and turn watching the mirror you can tell that no one would be able to see anything. The dress clings to your hips in a distinctly feminine way, however. You've got a thong on, but you're getting used to that. You could probably change the underwear? You know that sometimes girls wear thongs to keep from having their underwear outlined in their clothes. You don't know enough panties to know what's okay and what isn't. Better to keep the thong on. Well, it seems a little too dressed-up for a party in a barn, but not by that much. If you saw a chick like this there you'd assume she was girly, but not out of place. @@.yellow;"It's even called Friday Night,"@@ you notice. @@.yellow;"Seems like fate."@@<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_hardtoget">>Holy shit, I'm really hot, you feel overwhelmed as you stare at your reflection. Your stomach churns. Your cock stirs at the sight of the hot girl in the tight, pink dress. You would give anything to fuck a girl like that. You force your gaze away from the <<link "mirror">><<goto "Appearance">><</link>> before you get too aroused by your own appearance. You try to swallow, your throat and mouth both suddenly feeling incredibly dry. @@.yellow;"Make him work for it, indeed,"@@ you mutter. You can see why a girl would wear something like this, and you can also see why you absolutely shouldn't. You don't think you should ever been seen outside like this. You want to go have fun, not make guys think you're down to fuck. You also don't want to think about what a hot girl the dress makes you look like. And feel like.<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_stockings">>You squeak and try to cover your crotch. The sexy lingerie you're wearing makes you feel exposed and uncomfortable. @@.yellow;"Did Sasha really wear this to go out in?"@@ Maybe this category is less about going out and more about sex. Well, you're obviously not going to go out in this.<</outfitlist>> @@.yellow;"What should I wear for tonight? I know nothing about chick clothes."@@<<if $current_outfit.id eq "sasha_drunk">> Of course, there is always what you've got on. @@.yellow;"Should I just pick this this one?"@@<</if>> [[Try on something different.|W1F][$control.location to "Party preparations 5"; $fem -= $current_outfit.femvalue]]<<if $current_outfit.id eq "sasha_drunk">> [[You don't know what else to wear, may as well go with this one.|W1F][$control.location to "Routines"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party makeover ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party makeover">>When you come out of the eWardrobe you regret not letting Justine just dress up you earlier at work. She smiles like the Cheshire Cat as you process what you're wearing. @@.justine;"Come look in the <<link "mirror">><<goto "Appearance">><</link>>, see how perfect you look."@@ You feel exposed and ridiculous. Unfortunately, the person in the mirror looks hot and seductive. If she were in a video on Nutflex you'd watch it in a heartbeat. @@.justine;"It's perfect,"@@ she repeats. @@.justine;"So you. You've got this naughty, girly-girl thing goin' on, it's just perfect. Like, "Oh I'm so horny, can't someone just help me?" All the guys are gonna want to be your first."@@ With every compliment she tears down your masculinity. @@.justine;"I would not be surprised if no one can tear their eyes away from us toni- hey,"@@ she stops mid-thought, cocking her head to the side. @@.justine;"You are a virgin, right? Don't blush, I can tell. Well, if you want that to change it could happen tonight."@@ The idea that guys are going to be trying to fuck you tonight makes you want to skip this party more than anything. @@.justine;"Stop bein' embarrassed! Alright, alright, I'll drop it."@@ Desperate to change the subject off of sex with dudes, you blurt out, @@.yellow;"This outfit is great! I think it's the one."@@ @@.justine;"You think so? Great! It's time for makeup."@@ @@.yellow;"Wait, what?"@@ [[Why is there always more?|W1F][$control.location to "Party makeover 2"; $queue.makeup to "outfit_custom_justine_party"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party makeover 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party makeover 2">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<AddBreath_Medium "alcohol">> ║ │ <<set $flag.barnpartydrunk += 2>> ║ │ <<AddFem 8>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>With your outfit taken care of you assume you and Justine are done. After all, she arrived with a USB with her outfit already picked out. No such luck. Justine goes into the eWardrobe to change. She comes out, wearing a pair of jean booty shorts and a white top that's straining against an impressive amount of cleavage, she confirms that two are going to play with makeup. Then perfume. Hair. It takes hours. It's not all bad, you admit at one point. Justine had brought a mini-cooler full of Hard Lemonade. Getting pleasantly buzzed off of sweet drinks might just be the best part about being a girl. In front of you, Justine bends over, examining her lashes. Her impressively round ass hangs out of her shorts. She's pretty much just wearing jean underwear. Maybe getting buzzed off of lemonade isn't actually the best part about being a girl. In the end, none of your input matters because Justine decides everything for both of you. Finally, she declares that it's time for you two to leave. [[Head to the party.|W1F][$control.location to "Party travel"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Outfit galore ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Outfit galore">><<outfitlist>><<outfit "sasha_tease">>@@.yellow;"One sec,"@@ you say as you hipbump Justine out of the way, momentarily blocking her field of vision. Your fingers tap Sasha's profile. Shit, you haven't looked at any of these options in five days. You don't remember anything specific except it was all bad. If you don't pick the right category she'll just come back to this screen. Moving quickly, you tap the "Going Out" option. That sounds like the closest one to what she'd want. @@.yellow;"I can't wait for you to see this outfit."@@ You push the very first button. Only after it's selected do you see its name is "Tease." Why the fuck did I have to pick this one? Inwardly you're face-palming, but you try hard to smile on the outside. You enter when the door slides open and when you walk back out, Justine claps. @@.justine;"That is hot!"@@ You check the <<link "mirror">><<goto "Appearance">><</link>>. Oh, fuck no. Justine laughs. @@.justine;"Don't act like you're so surprised. You're hot! This isn't the first time you've seen yourself in that."@@ She smirks. @@.justine;"I knew you had it in you."@@ You shift uncomfortably, feeling exposed and embarrassed. @@.yellow;"Yeah,"@@ you say with a forced, insincere chuckle. @@.yellow;"I guess you're right."@@ @@.justine;"But I don't know if it works with what you've got up top,"@@ she says apologetically. You breathe a sigh of relief. @@.justine;"And I'm only saying that because I love you and I know you'd want to know. I love everything else, though. This is so much fun! Let's see what option number two is."@@ She's at the interface, looking over the other preset outfit choices. It didn't take long for Justine to take charge. You can tell it's in her nature, so you aren't too perturbed. It's probably a good thing, because you sure as hell don't know what these shirts or dresses are called, and you'll probably say the wrong thing if questioned. But it does mean you're about to try on a bunch of mystery outfits from the closet of a teen girl. Justine readies the second option. She giggles, then looks confused. @@.justine;"Wait, the name of the category changed! What's Study Every Xday mean?"@@ You pretend not to hear as you walk into the eWardrobe. [[This has to be better than option one.|W1F][$queue.outfit to "sasha_slut"; $queue.makeup to "outfit_sasha_slut"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_slut">>Your appearance takes her aback. @@.justine;"That's what you would wear on a First Date?"@@ Justine asks as the door slides open. You and Justine both look at your appearance in the <<link "mirror.">><<goto "Appearance">><</link>> She nods appreciatively. @@.justine;"Oh, don't get me wrong, I like it. Kind of a bad-girl type of vibe."@@ She chews her lip. @@.justine;"But it's too dark. And,"@@ she trails off, @@.justine;"well..."@@ @@.yellow;"Same as the last one,"@@ you try to keep the relief out of your voice. Clearly Sasha was decently endowed in the chest, and on you the top looks flat and silly. If all of Sasha's outfits were this way you just might be in the clear. You realize something else. You blush. Did your cousin really not wear any underwear on a first date? You blush harder, wondering what kind of girl Sasha really was. You're pretty sure you'd rather wear a thong under a skirt than nothing at all. @@.justine;"Yeah, I'm glad you said it and not me."@@ Justine raises an eyebrow. @@.justine;"I like it, though. You must be planning on filling all these clothes out soon. I guess you decided to take the pills after all,"@@ she teases. You laugh nervously. @@.yellow;"I guess so. Next one?"@@ I didn't just commit to taking those pills, did I? She nods. @@.justine;"Ready to get your Friday Night on? I love how you named all of these. The next one sounds perfect."@@ You walk inside. [[You wouldn't call it "perfect."|W1F][$queue.outfit to "sasha_drunk"; $queue.makeup to "outfit_sasha_drunk"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_drunk">>When you emerge Justine shakes her head in disbelief. @@.justine;"Who are you?"@@ You look in the <<link "mirror.">><<goto "Appearance">><</link>> For fuck's sakes. @@.justine;"How is it,"@@ Justine demands, @@.justine;"that you act like a repressed nun in public, but dress like a sex kitten at home?"@@ You have no response. @@.justine;"This could be a good one for tonight. It's a little too dressed up for a barn party, but it wouldn't be super out of place. And it works with what you've got. Add it to the list!"@@ She nods confidently. @@.justine;"Time for the next one."@@ Please be okay, please be okay, you chant as you enter. The pink dress cannot be your best bet. Behind you, Justine reads the name of the next outfit and laughs. @@.justine;"Make Him Work For It? I can't wait for this."@@ Fuck. [[Continue.|W1F][$queue.outfit to "sasha_hardtoget"; $queue.makeup to "outfit_sasha_hardtoget"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_hardtoget">>When you walk out Justine just stares. You look in the <<link "mirror.">><<goto "Appearance">><</link>> Holy shit, I'm really hot. Your stomach churns. Justine shakes her head in disbelief. @@.justine;"Okay, well, even I want to fuck you in that outfit. It still doesn't work for a barn party, but wow,"@@ she shakes her head a second time, @@.justine;"I don't want you to change because it looks that good."@@ Your cock stirs at the sight of the hot girl in the tight, black dress. You force your gaze away from the <<link "mirror">><<goto "Appearance">><</link>> before you get too aroused by your own reflection. @@.yellow;"Yeah, thanks"@@ you stammer, your throat and mouth both suddenly feeling incredibly dry. @@.justine;"Alright,"@@ she says, tapping the interface. @@.justine;"Let's make sure to take you out in that, pronto. Anyway, there's one left."@@ She squints. @@.justine;"Stockings?"@@ You walk inside the eWardrobe before Justine can expect you to explain what the Stockings category might be. [[It can't be as bad as you're expecting.|W1F][$queue.outfit to "sasha_stockings"; $queue.makeup to "outfit_sasha_stockings"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_stockings">>@@.justine;"I knew it,"@@ Justine says as you squeak and try to cover your crotch. @@.justine;"I fucking knew it."@@ According to the <<link "mirror">><<goto "Appearance">><</link>> across the room, what Justine knew was that you owned sexy lingerie. @@.justine;"This is what you want to wear to go out in?"@@ Justine asks teasingly. @@.justine;"After all of these outfits there's no way I'm buying that you're as repressed as you claim,"@@ she tells you. @@.justine;"This was the most obvious cry for help ever, girl. Message received, I can tell I was holding you back on clothes."@@ @@.yellow;"Um,"@@ you try to change the subject. @@.yellow;"So which one do you think?"@@ @@.justine;"The pink dress,"@@ she says right away. @@.justine;"But I want to go out with you in that black dress, sometime."@@ She smiles suggestively. @@.justine;"Out of those outfits, though? For tonight it's the pink dress. But, I bet we can do better. Do you want to wear it, or see what we can put together?"@@ You hesitate. The pink dress absolutely sucked, but you don't want to underestimate Justine's capacity to outdo it with something even more shameful. What will you do? [[Wear the pink dress to the party.|W1F][$control.location to "Outfit end"; $queue.outfit to "sasha_drunk"; $queue.makeup to "outfit_sasha_drunk"]] [[See if you and Justine can make something else.|W1F][$control.location to "Fashionista"]]<</outfitlist>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Reveal ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Reveal">>@@.justine;"Your cousin? I thought your aunt lived here alone? I never heard about anyone else."@@ @@.yellow;"She did,"@@ you answer truthfully. Maybe you could get through this without raising her suspicions. @@.yellow;"My cousin was kind of a "party-girl" and she disappeared when she was in college. Bernice, my aunt, never really got over it. She kind of shut everyone out and moved out here."@@ @@.justine;"She disappeared?"@@ You nod. @@.justine;"How did she just disappear?"@@ @@.yellow;"I don't really know the story. Sasha and my aunt lived together, and my aunt thought Sasha's friends were a bad influence. They argued a lot and Sasha said she was going to run away with a guy. Then she did, and my aunt never heard from her again. My aunt moved out here and brought the eWardrobe with her, maybe because it reminded her of Sasha."@@ @@.justine;"That's so sad, I'm sorry, $name."@@ She touches Sasha's picture on the screen. @@.justine;"She was pretty. You two kind of look alike. Same cheekbones and mouth."@@ [[Continue.|W1F][$control.location to "Reveal 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Reveal 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Reveal 2">>@@.yellow;"Thank you?"@@ You know it shouldn't be a question, but you can't help but be offended at being told you have a girl mouth. @@.justine;"Why are you in her profile?"@@ You don't have to fake the frustration that comes out in your voice. @@.yellow;"It's all I can get into! I think my aunt missed her too much to delete it, but she locked it completely. I can get in and wear things, but can't change anything."@@ @@.justine;"So just make a new profile,"@@ she says like it's the most obvious thing in the world. @@.yellow;"There's only two profile slots, my aunt and Sasha's. I can't do anything to them without the administrator password. And I can't sign out without the administrator password,"@@ you say, seeing what she was about to suggest next. @@.yellow;"And this stupid closet is so old, it can't connect to the user database and see she's dead and-"@@ [[Justine cuts you off, speaking over you.|W1F][$control.location to "Reveal 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Reveal 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Reveal 3">>@@.justine;"I get it, you're stuck. But is it that bad? Do you even like any of your cousin's clothing?"@@ You shake your head. @@.justine;"Oh. That sucks,"@@ she says @@.justine;"So you're just stuck wearing the wrong style?"@@ She makes it sound bad, but not that bad. You nod. @@.yellow;"And whatever I can get from USBs."@@ You're coming off as a bit more petulant than you'd like. @@.justine;"Well you aren't your cousin. It sucks you're stuck with her closet, but it could be worse, right?"@@ You can't keep the misery out of your voice. @@.yellow;"I guess so."@@ Justine doesn't miss your depression. @@.justine;"You're actually a lot less revealing than she is, aren't you?"@@ @@.yellow;"You have no idea."@@ @@.justine;"I'm sorry, $name, it sucks not being able to wear your own clothes. At the same time, you know I want you to slut it up,"@@ she jostles you with her elbow and you can't help but smile with her, @@.justine;"so if this pushes your boundaries then I can't complain."@@ She sees you aren't quite convinced. @@.justine;"$name, you aren't your cousin and you dressing a little differently doesn't change anything about who you are."@@ [[Continue|W1F][$control.location to "Reveal 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Reveal 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Reveal 4">>You nod, feeling better. She's right, but she doesn't realize how much. Wearing some chick clothes doesn't change anything about me as a person.<<AddFem 2>> @@.justine;"For real,"@@ she says, @@.justine;"if you think I have something you'd like better and want to borrow it I can bring the data over."@@ Whoa! Maybe this is an opportunity for you to ask for guy clothes. And then you could come clean, too? Justine might take it well. Or, you remind yourelf, she could freak out. You could just ask her for less revealing clothing. It would still be girl stuff, but you wouldn't have to look quite so slutty. It isn't quite the same as a solution, but it's better than nothing. Will you ask for guy stuff and risk exposing your secret, or go the safe route and ask about some conservative chick clothes? [[Ask her if she has guy clothing.|W1F][$control.location to "Reveal 5"; $temp.switch1 to true]] [[Ask her if she has anything more conservative than what Sasha has.|W1F][$control.location to "Reveal 5"; $temp.switch1 to false]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Reveal 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Reveal 5">>@@.yellow;"Actually,"@@ you say, <<if $temp.switch1>>@@.yellow;"do you have any guy clothes you can lend me?"@@ You can't pass up the opportunity to dress like a male again. Sure, your download is coming on Monday, but to get something sooner would be a miracle. Justine laughs. @@.justine;"Guy clothes? What would you even want that for?"@@ @@.yellow;"Because-"@@ Understanding washes over her face. @@.justine;"Like boxers, and a boy t-shirt?"@@ She gets it! @@.yellow;"Exactly,"@@ you say, relieved. She quirks an eyebrow @@.justine;"Are you one of those girls who wears her boyfriend's clothes to bed?"@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.yellow;"do you have anything I can borrow that isn't so revealing?"@@ You've said too much already, you can't risk Justine thinking you're a guy. Sure, wearing girl jeans isn't much better than girl shorts, but after what you've endured the last few days you would beg for something conservatively feminine. @@.justine;"I know you're repressed and all but trying to hide your true self is not going to make you feel better. Covering up your body ain't the way. Repressed girls always go crazy in the end. That's why I just embraced it. I'm more of a free-spirit, less anal-retentive type of girl now."@@ She glances slyly at you. @@.justine;"Which one do you want to be?"@@ She's setting you up for a verbal trap, but maybe you can twist it back around on her. @@.yellow;"Come on, Justine. Isn't it possible to still be feminine without showing a lot of skin?"@@ Maybe I've lost sight of the big picture, here. You hope you can get out of this with something. @@.justine;"What makes you think I care about how feminine you are? I want you to be less prudish, not more feminine! You're already plenty feminine enough."@@<</if>> [[Ouch, that one hurt.|W1F][$control.location to "Reveal 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Reveal 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Reveal 6">><<if $temp.switch1>>@@.yellow;"Sure,"@@ you go along with it. Whatever. It takes a lot of energy to divert Justine from directing the conversation to go where she wants it, and some battles aren't worth fighting. @@.justine;"I know you're repressed and all but borrowing a big t-shirt for bed isn't necessary. If you're so worried about looking skanky at bed time, just get curtains. Covering up your body ain't the way."@@ @@.yellow;"Well not everyone likes to sleep naked,"@@ you protest weakly. That actually isn't true, you don't mind sleeping naked, but if it gets you some male clothing you don't mind pretending. @@.justine;"Wear panties and a tank top, then. You're totally the definition of repressed. Repressed girls always go crazy in the end. That's why I just embraced it. I'm more of a free-spirit, less anal-retentive type of girl now."@@ She glances slyly at you. @@.justine;"Which one do you want to be?"@@ She's setting you up for a verbal trap, but maybe you can twist it back around on her. @@.yellow;"It's only for bed, though. Come on, Justine, as long as I'm trying in public, what does it matter if I wear a t-shirt to sleep? Isn't it possible to still be feminine and wear boy boxers and a big shirt around?"@@ Maybe I've lost sight of the big picture, here. You hope you can get out of this with something. [[Convince her to give you those clothes at any cost!|W1F][$control.location to "Reveal 7"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 6>>She thinks you're feminine enough? If you've ever been feminine at all it's only been because of the clothes she's dressed you in! She made you look like a party-girl. How else have you ever seemed feminine? She sees you beginning to object. @@.justine;"Okay, okay, what I call "less prudish" you call "slutty," but it's all just words. Dress like you want to look good."@@ @@.yellow;"But the clothes,"@@ you weakly protest. Justine laughs. @@.justine;"Even if I agreed with you, I can't help. Do you know who you're talking to? My entire library is pretty much just like your cousin's. More geared toward curvy, Irish redheads than girly, naughty brunettes, but the spirit is the same."@@ She shakes her head. @@.justine;"I can't help ya, sister. But you can still borrow a bra once you're further along."@@ @@.yellow;"Right,"@@ you say, your hopes dashed. @@.justine;"What do you want to do then? Look through her saved options, or we could just make our own thing."@@ @@.yellow;"What do you think?"@@ [[She picks the Going Out category.|W1F][$control.location to "Outfit machine"; $temp.switch2 to true]] [[She wants to make an outfit.|W1F][$control.location to "Fashionista"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Reveal 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Reveal 7">><<AddFem 6>>@@.justine;"What makes you think I care about how feminine you are? I want you to be less prudish, not more feminine! You're already plenty feminine enough."@@ Wait, she thinks you're feminine enough? If you've ever been feminine at all it's only been because of the clothes she's dressed you in! She made you look like a party-girl. How else have you ever seemed feminine? She sees you beginning to object. @@.justine;"Okay, okay, what I call "less prudish" you call "slutty," but it's all just words. Dress like you want to look good."@@ @@.yellow;"But the clothes,"@@ you weakly protest. @@.justine;"Even if I wanted to give you that, do you know who you're talking to? My entire library is pretty much just like your cousin's. More geared toward curvy, Irish redheads than girly, naughty brunettes, but the spirit is the same."@@ She shakes her head. @@.justine;"I can't help ya, sister. But you can still borrow a bra once you're further along."@@ @@.yellow;"Right,"@@ you say, your hopes dashed. @@.justine;"What do you want to do then? Look through her saved options, or we could just make our own thing."@@ @@.yellow;"What do you think?"@@ [[She picks the Going Out category.|W1F][$control.location to "Outfit machine"; $temp.switch2 to true]] [[She wants to make an outfit.|W1F][$control.location to "Fashionista"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Outfit machine ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Outfit machine">>Justine changes the screen. @@.justine;"Let's see what your cousin liked. Maybe you'll see that it's not too bad."@@ She pulls up the Going Out category. @@.justine;"Well, she and I would have definitely gotten along. I approve."@@ You peer over her shoulder at the options. @@.justine;"Why did the name change to Study Every Xday?"@@ Before you can say anything she shrugs. @@.justine;"Whatever. See anything you want to try on?"@@ <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Outfit choices">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["party"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Outfit choices ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Outfit choices">>You come out and check your appearance in the <<link "mirror">><<goto "Appearance">><</link>>. <<outfitlist>><<outfit "sasha_tease">>@@.justine;"Not bad, considering you're wearing the Tease option. That is hot!"@@ She continues, nodding appreciatively. @@.yellow;"I look like a bimbo!"@@ Justine laughs. @@.justine;"A hot bimbo, though."@@ She smirks. @@.justine;"Come on, admit that you look pretty good."@@ You shift uncomfortably, feeling exposed and embarrassed. @@.yellow;"Yeah,"@@ you say with a forced, insincere chuckle. @@.yellow;"I guess you're right."@@ @@.justine;"But I don't know if it works with what you've got up top,"@@ she says apologetically. You breathe a sigh of relief. @@.justine;"And I'm only saying that because I love you and I know you'd want to know."@@<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_slut">>Your appearance makes Justine nod her head appreciatively. @@.justine;"I like your cousin's idea of First Date clothes."@@ Justine says as you stare at your reflection. @@.justine;"They kind of give you a bad-girl type of vibe."@@ She chews her lip. @@.justine;"But it's too dark. And,"@@ she trails off, @@.justine;"well..."@@ @@.yellow;"The chest looks weird,"@@ you try to keep the relief out of your voice as you speak. Clearly Sasha was decently endowed in the chest, and on you the top looks flat and silly. You realize something else. You blush. Did your cousin really not wear any underwear on a first date? You blush harder, wondering what kind of girl Sasha really was. You're pretty sure you'd rather wear a thong under a skirt than nothing at all. @@.justine;"Yeah, I'm glad you said it and not me."@@ Justine raises an eyebrow. @@.justine;"I like it, though. But it's not the top for you, unless you plan on taking those pills,"@@ she teases. You laugh nervously. @@.yellow;"Yeah, I guess so."@@<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_drunk">>Justine grins broadly. @@.justine;"This is so you."@@ You look in the mirror. For fuck's sakes. @@.justine;"Good girl in public,"@@ Justine giggles, @@.justine;"and sex kitten at home."@@ She winks. You have no response. @@.justine;"This could be a good one for tonight. It's a little too dressed up for a barn party, but it wouldn't be super out of place. And it works with what you've got. Add it to the list!"@@ She nods confidently. @@.justine;"It's even called Friday Night! It's fate."@@ She acts as if that seals the deal.<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_hardtoget">>When you walk out Justine just stares. You look in the mirror. Holy shit, I'm really hot. Your stomach churns. Justine shakes her head in disbelief. @@.justine;"Okay, well, even I want to fuck you in that outfit. It doesn't work for a barn party, but wow,"@@ she shakes her head a second time, @@.justine;"I don't want you to change because it looks that good."@@ Your cock stirs at the sight of the hot girl in the tight, pink dress. You force your gaze away from the <<link "mirror">><<goto "Appearance">><</link>> before you get too aroused by your own reflection. @@.yellow;"Yeah, thanks"@@ you stammer, your throat and mouth both suddenly feeling incredibly dry. @@.justine;"Alright,"@@ she says, breaking the trance. @@.justine;"Your cousin and you could clearly pull off some of the same stuff."@@ You're not sure that you take the compliment the way she intended.<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_stockings">>@@.justine;"Oh shit,"@@ Justine says as you squeak and try to cover your crotch. @@.justine;"I was not expecting that."@@ According to the mirror across the room, what Justine and you did not expect was sexy lingerie. @@.justine;"This is what your cousin wore to go out in?"@@ Justine asks. @@.justine;"I'm impressed. But probably not the right mood for tonight."@@ @@.yellow;"You think?"@@ you say, face deep-red as you try to cover your crotch. Your dick will be perfectly visible without your hands in the way.<</outfitlist>> @@.justine;"Do you want to try on something different? Or we could just go make our own outfit."@@<<if $current_outfit.id eq "sasha_drunk">> She tilts her head. @@.justine;"Or should we just go with that one?"@@<</if>> [[Might as well try something else instead.|W1F][$control.location to "Outfit machine"; $fem -= $current_outfit.femvalue]] [[Nevermind, let's just make our own.|W1F][$control.location to "Fashionista"]]<<if $current_outfit.id eq "sasha_drunk">> [[Justine likes that one.|W1F][$control.location to "Outfit end"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Outfit end ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Outfit end">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<AddBreath_Medium "alcohol">> ║ │ <<set $flag.barnpartydrunk += 2>> ║ │ <<AddFem 21>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>With your outfit taken care of you assume you and Justine are done. After all, she arrived with a USB with her outfit already picked out. No such luck. Once Justine comes out, wearing a pair of jean booty shorts and a white top that's straining against an impressive amount of cleavage, you learn that two are going to play with makeup. Then perfume. Hair. It takes hours. It's not all bad, you admit at one point. Justine had brought a mini-cooler full of Hard Lemonade. Getting pleasantly buzzed off of sweet drinks might just be the best part about being a girl. In front of you, Justine bends over, examining her lashes. Her impressively round ass hangs out of her shorts. She's pretty much just wearing jean underwear. Maybe getting buzzed off of lemonade isn't actually the best part about being a girl. In the end, none of your input matters because Justine decides everything for both of you. Finally, she declares that it's time for you two to leave. [[Head to the party.|W1F][$control.location to "Party travel"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Fashionista ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Fashionista">><<if $flag.profilereveal>><<if $temp.switch2>>@@.justine;"Someday you're going to have a Make Him Work For It category"@@, she teases. @@.justine;"But fine, let's find something a little more you."@@ She pulls up the Build Your Own category. @@.justine;"What're we working with?"@@ <<else>>@@.justine;"You're not your cousin, right? You don't gotta wear her style if you don't want to."@@ She pulls up the Build Your Own category. @@.justine;"Let's see what we're workin' with."@@<</if>> She starts sorting through different outfits, talking aloud as she searches. @@.justine;"Hmm, this one is cute but not for tonight. I like this, but I don't think it will work until you've taken the pills for longer. This is good. And this."@@ She doesn't bother asking what you think. It's both good and bad; good that you don't have to feign knowledge you don't have, but bad because everything she's choosing still looks more revealing than what you'd ever be comfortable with. Helplessly, you watch over Justine's shoulder, too nervous to protest any of her especially racy choices, but relieved to see that there's a few things that don't look much skimpier than what you've already worn. @@.justine;"Okay, now to go through what we have. This over this, I change my mind on this one, oh this will work together, not this."@@ If the situation weren't so awful you'd be admiring her. Justine is always so sure of herself. Finally, she steps back triumphantly. @@.justine;"Got it. Get inside, girlfriend. You're going to love this, especially now that you've been honest about how you really want to dress."@@ You walk into the eWardrobe at Justine's request. [[Continue|W1F][$control.location to "Fashionista 2"; $queue.outfit to "custom_justine_clothes"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>>@@.justine;"Let's see what we're working with,"@@ Justine says. She hits the back button, then selects the Build Your Own option without noticing that this isn't your profile. You'd be more grateful that your secret is safe if you weren't wearing a transparent, sexy piece of lingerie. <<AddFem 17>> Justine starts sorting through different outfits, talking aloud as she searches. @@.justine;"Hmm, this one is cute but not for tonight. I like this, but I don't think it will work until you've taken the pills for longer. This is good. And this."@@ She doesn't bother asking what you think. It's both good and bad; good that you don't have to feign knowledge you don't have, but bad because everything she's choosing looks slutty as hell. Also bad because you're standing in the flimsiest of garments ever. Helplessly, you watch over Justine's shoulder, too nervous to protest any of her especially racy choices. You feel so exposed and vulnerable in the babydoll that you'll gladly put on whatever she comes up with. @@.justine;"Okay, now to go through what we have. This over this, I change my mind on this one, oh this will work together, not this."@@ If the situation weren't so awful you'd be admiring her. Justine is always so sure of herself. Finally, she steps back triumphantly. @@.justine;"Got it. Get inside, sex kitten. You're going to love this, especially now that I know how you really want to dress."@@ I was safer in the pink dress. Those were words you never thought would cross your mind. You practically flee into the eWardrobe when the door slides open, eager to be changed. [[This time it definitely has to be better.|W1F][$control.location to "Fashionista 2"; $queue.outfit to "custom_justine_outfit"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Fashionista 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Fashionista 2">><<if $flag.profilereveal>>You feel exposed and ridiculous. The <<link "mirror">><<goto "Appearance">><</link>> shows why. Justine has already decided that it's perfect. @@.justine;"It's perfect,"@@ she tells you. @@.justine;"So you. You've got this down-to-earth valley girl thing goin' on, it's just perfect. Every guy is gonna want to be fuck buddies with you."@@ With every compliment she tears down your masculinity. @@.justine;"I would not be surprised if no one can tear their eyes away from us toni- hey,"@@ she stops mid-thought, cocking her head to the side. @@.justine;"Are you a virgin? Don't blush, I can tell. Well, if you want that to change it could happen tonight."@@ The idea that guys are going to be trying to fuck you tonight makes you want to skip this party more than anything. @@.justine;"Stop bein' embarrassed! Alright, alright, I'll drop it."@@ Desperate to change the subject off of sex with dudes, you blurt out, @@.yellow;"This outfit is great! I think it's the one."@@ @@.justine;"You think so? Great! It's time for makeup."@@ @@.yellow;"Wait, what?"@@ [[Why is there always more?|W1F][$control.location to "Fashionista 3"; $queue.makeup to "outfit_custom_justine_party"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>>You're feeling more covered that you were in the lingerie, but only barely. The <<link "mirror">><<goto "Appearance">><</link>> shows why. Justine has already decided that it's perfect. @@.justine;"It's perfect,"@@ she tells you. @@.justine;"So you. You've got this sexy virgin thing goin' on, it's just perfect. Every guy is gonna line up to tap that."@@ With every compliment she tears down your masculinity more. @@.justine;"I would not be surprised if no one can tear their eyes away from us toni- hey,"@@ she stops mid-thought, cocking her head to the side. @@.justine;"Are you a virgin? Don't blush, I can tell. Well, if you want that to change it could happen tonight."@@ The idea that guys are going to be trying to fuck you tonight makes you want to skip this party more than anything. @@.justine;"Stop bein' embarrassed! You can tell me if you want to get laid, it's just us girls here."@@ Desperate to change the subject off of sex with dudes, you blurt out, @@.yellow;"This outfit is great! I think it's the one."@@ @@.justine;"You think so? Great! It's time for makeup."@@ @@.yellow;"Wait, what?"@@ [[Why is there always more?|W1F][$control.location to "Fashionista 3"; $queue.makeup to "outfit_custom_justine_outfit"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Fashionista 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Fashionista 3">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<AddBreath_Medium "alcohol">> ║ │ <<set $flag.barnpartydrunk += 2>> ║ │ <<ApplyMakeup "outfit_custom_justine_party">> ║ │ <<if $flag.profilereveal>> ║ │ <<AddFem 6>> ║ │ <<else>> ║ │ <<AddFem 10>> ║ │ <</if>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>With your outfit taken care of you assume you and Justine are done. After all, she arrived with a USB with her outfit already picked out. No such luck. Justine goes into the eWardrobe to change. She comes out, wearing a pair of jean booty shorts and a white top that's straining against an impressive amount of cleavage, and confirms that the two of you are going to play with makeup. Then perfume. Then hair. It takes hours. It's not all bad, you admit at one point. Justine had brought a mini-cooler full of Hard Lemonade. Getting pleasantly buzzed off of sweet drinks might just be the best part about being a girl. In front of you, Justine bends over, examining her lashes. Her impressively round ass hangs out of her shorts. She's pretty much just wearing jean underwear. Maybe getting buzzed off of lemonade isn't actually the best part about being a girl. In the end, none of your input matters because Justine decides everything for both of you. Finally, she declares that it's time for you two to leave. [[Head to the party.|W1F][$control.location to "Party travel"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Routines ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Routines">><<AddFem 4>>@@.robo;"Do you want to implement a hygiene routine, Sasha?"@@ @@.yellow;"Shit, that's right."@@ You worked all day, you should really freshen up. @@.yellow;"Show me the options."@@ A: School settings: make-up (teen variant), polish (teen variant), perfume (teen variant), deodorant. B: Workout settings: deodorant, depilatory. C: Bedtime settings: make-up remover, face wash, skin mask. D: Classy settings: make-up (elegant variant), polish (elegant variant), perfume (elegant variant), deodorant. E: Going out: make-up (wild), perfume (wild), deodorant. F: Add-ons: hair cleaning routine, oral cleaning routine, face-wash routine, body-hair removal routine, body-wash routine. You've been wearing makeup to work the last two days, anyway. Given that you're going to show up to the party in a pink dress, you're probably better off over-committing to the part and trying to further pass as a chick. @@.yellow;"Do the Classy one,"@@ you order. Makeup with a "wild" designation was probably out of your comfort zone. Once out of the eWardrobe, you look in the <<link "mirror">><<goto "Appearance">><</link>> and take stock out of your appearance. Will you go out like this, or pussy out and stay home? [[Fuck it, in a day or two you'll be back to normal. Just go out and have fun.|W1F][$control.location to "Party travel"; $queue.makeup to "sasha_classy"]] [[Go get changed, put on some porn and jerk off. You aren't going to let anyone see you in girl clothing unless you have to.|W1F][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party travel ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party travel">><<routes>><<job "store">>Feeling nervous about your appearance, you get into the passenger side of Justine's car. She drives an old jeep with no windows. That seems kind of fitting. Privacy isn't really a priority to her. You're now regretting going outside of the cottage. Maybe you should just go back inside. Now is your last chance. Go to the party, or stay home? [[Go to the party.|W1F][$control.location to "Party travel 3"]] [[Stay home.|W1F][$control.location to "Party travel 2"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">>You go get your bike. [[Go to the party.|W1F][$control.location to "Party travel 3"]]<</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party travel 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party travel 2">>@@.yellow;"Hey Justine, I'm not feeling so well, I think-"@@ She looks at you and languidly pushes the button on for the radio, then turns the volume up. @@.justine;"Sorry!"@@ She shouts over the upbeat tempo of a teen girl singing about a boy, @@.justine;"I can't hear you over the music!"@@ Then she pushes down on the pedal and it's all you can do to hold on to the jeep frame as she hits every on the way to the main road. Judging by the devious smile on her face, she could tell that you had last minute jitters and would waffle on going. You realize that you don't have a choice, though. Justine decided for you. [[You're going to the party anyway.|W1F][$control.location to "Party travel 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party travel 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party travel 3">><<routes>><<job "store">><<AddFem 2>>Between Justine's bad driving and the jeep's lack of seatbelts you're distracted enough to not think about your appearance. For a girl who spent twenty-three minutes looking at hairstyles, she's pretty care-free about it getting messed up by the wind. It also sobered you up, thankfully. Drinking is new to you, but you know about the whole "making bad choices" and poor judgement stuff that goes with it. If you're going to survive tonight, you should probably set a limit for yourself. When a bright red barn comes into view Justine gives the gas pedal a last-minute stomp, just in case you weren't already terrified, before allowing the jeep to slow down and park. You step out of the car.<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">>You feel self-conscious that you're in a dress, riding a bike to a barn. @@.yellow;"I'm just going to have a drink, that's it."@@ Maybe you'll see a cute girl. What better to way to scope out a hottie? Maybe being $name for two more days won't be so bad, if it helps you actually get laid in the end. You pedal until you spot the bright red barn. Nervously, you leave your bike on the grass outside, then go toward the rear entrance.<</routes>> [[At the party.|W1F2][$control.location to "Barn party start"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home">>You decide to Nutflex and chill by yourself all night. Actually going out in public dressed like a girl? Fuck no. It isn't how you'd like to spend your first Friday night here, but none of this new adventure has gone to plan so far. Better to stay in. You're also feeling a little, well, high-strung. You haven't really relaxed since the last time you masturbated, and even that ended up being stressful in its own way. Speaking of masturbation, your cock throbs. It's been a few days, and you wouldn't mind doing some porn watching. There's also a movie Destiny has been telling you to watch. Supposedly The Smartphone is her new all-time favorite, and you did promise you would check it out. You'll have to decide whether you want to jerk off or watch Destiny's movie. After you change, of course. [[Get changed.|W1F][$control.location to "Home 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home 2">><<set $eWardrobe.link to "Home 3">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home 3">><<AddFem 1>>I'll never get used to relaxing in chick clothing. You pull open your laptop. What will you do? [[Masturbate.|W1F][$control.location to "Porn"; $temp.switch1 to true]] [[Watch a movie.|W1F][$control.location to "Movie"; $temp.switch1 to false]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Movie ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Movie">>You get the movie ready and lay down, trying to feel comfortable. The thong is tight and moving against your asshole in all sorts of weird ways. You squirm, unable to get used to the sensation. The movie isn't exactly a distraction. Fifteen minutes in and you can tell that it's a generic romantic comedy. If Destiny has a flaw, it might be her absolute love of all chick-flicks. The main actress is hot, though. She's a gorgeous blonde. Her clothes are cute and trendy, you observe, feeling both jealousy over not having access to that wardrobe and lust for the way her body still comes off as very sexy. Your dick hardens, tenting the thong and pulling it against your ass even more. You barely notice how your breathing quickens. The blonde actress is sleeping with a random jock she met at the gym, not realizing that Mr. Right has been next to her all along. They're tearing each other's clothes off and the actress's body has your hand sneaking down to grip your dick. You don't even realize it. [[Keep watching.|W1F][$control.location to "Movie 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Movie 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Movie 2">>The hunk's shirt is off and your tight grip has combined with a repetetive tugging motion. Every time you pull upward the thong pulls tighter against your asshole, making you moan and pant. The hunk kisses down the blonde's legs, then disappears off-screen. The camera focuses in on the lead's face, and her expression contorts as the implied oral sex occurs. You shut your eyes and moan, your movements increasing. How would that feel? Being that actress, having someone, anyone, a guy even going down there with his mouth and- You realize what you're doing and sit up, alarmed. Fuck! How does this keep happening? You shut the laptop and shake your head. [[Continue.|W1F][$control.location to "Movie 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Movie 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Movie 3">><<AddFem 3>>Time for a cold shower and then bed. I can't lose my mind now. This is all almost over. You go to sleep with really bad blue balls, but what else can you do? [[Continue|W1Sat]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn">>You settle in on the couch. Your laptop is open and Nutflex is already loaded. Time to decide what you're going to watch. [[Look up something popular.|W1F][$control.location to "Porn popular"]] [[Look up something random.|W1F][$control.location to "Porn random"]] [[Look up something kinky.|W1F][$control.location to "Porn kinky"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn popular ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn popular">>You click on the "Popular" tab. The top-rated video of the week is one you haven't seen, so you figure it will do. It has an amateur warning, but that's fine. The title says "College sorority slut hard fuck" which is always a good sign. A surprisingly sober young woman leads a short, but chiseled jock into a bedroom. They start out by talking of the stresses of Greek Life, comparing notes about the unfair expectations of having to get laid all the time, then they act as if the idea of them having sex together was both inventive and a solution. Finally, they get down to business. You're relieved once the story is over with and they're just fucking. Story is nice for setting the mood, but really everyone just wants the fucking. During their whole "set the mood" conversation you were squirming on the couch. The thong you have on is tight and moving against your asshole in all sorts of weird ways. You're unable to get used to the sensation and can't get comfortable. [[They stop talking and get down to business. Things are finally getting good.|W1F][$control.location to "Porn popular 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn popular 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn popular 2">>Now that they're done talking they don't waste time. Within a minute the sorority girl is riding the jock's dick. Beyond her you can see a poster for Scarface and a lava lamp. The jock grabs her hips and takes control of her movements. Your dick is rock hard, tenting the thong and pulling it against your ass even more. You rub your cock through the thong as the jock fucks the girl. He repositions her onto all fours and then he fucks her from behind. The camera moves in front of the girl, zooming in on her face as in the background the jock's dick pumps into her. @@.yellow;"Fuck her so hard,"@@ you breathe, your hand still moving. You can tell you're getting close to finishing, and you couldn't stop even if you wanted to. He keeps fucking her, but then licks his thumb and starts rubbing it on the edge of her asshole. The girl is practically writhing from the sensation. You can tell she's loving the feeling because it makes her moan harder. Your thong tightens against your own asshole and the girl and you moan in the same way, at the same time, over the same thing. [[Masturbate.|W1F][$control.location to "Porn popular 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn popular 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn popular 3">><<AddFem 5>>You know exactly how it feels, your hand stroking your dick while she gets fucked and has her asshole teased. You close your eyes, and you could easily see the same thing happening to you, explaining why your dick and ass feel the way they do. Suddenly you realize that again you're seeing yourself in the girl's role. The jock grunts and it's apparent he's about to finish. The girl pushes back against him and you swear you can feel hands on your own hips, grinding behind you. The man freezes and then moans. The girl moans and the camera zooms in on her face twitching. You have a vision of your face twitching while strong hands hold you and then you're done. Your own dick explodes, shooting cum into the thong you're wearing. You moan and whimper as you finish, then lay there without moving. [[Continue|W1F][$control.location to "Porn end"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn random ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn random">>You click on the "Random" tab. The top-rated video of the week is one you haven't seen, so you figure it will do. A cute, young woman with short hair is kneeling in an office. She smiles up at someone off camera, and when a thick dick appears she opens her mouth eagerly. You shift uncomfortably, squirming on the couch. The thong you have on is tight and moving against your asshole in all sorts of weird ways. You're unable to get used to the sensation and can't get comfortable. The woman is a master of her craft. She's giving like a blowjob like it's making love, using tongue, teeth, nails and just about every part of her minus her crotch. Your dick is rock hard, tenting the thong and pulling it against your ass even more. A hand makes it's way up a thigh, and then the young woman is teasing the man's asshole while sucking his dick. Your own hand is furiously jerking yourself. It's easy to imagine that you're the guy, with the same sensations occurring to both your groin and ass. [[Masturbate.|W1F][$control.location to "Porn random 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn random 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn random 2">>This video seems perfect for what you're going through. It's got you so aroused you can't look away. The camera zooms out and the woman has one hand moving down to her own groin. She pushes her skirt up and you can see a small dick in a black thong. @@.yellow;"What the fuck,"@@ you breathe, but your hand doesn't stop moving. You can tell you're getting close to finishing, and you can't stop no matter how much you want to. She starts pulling on her dick and moaning around the cock in her mouth. The thong stretches as she touches herself, and you can tell she's loving the feeling because it makes her moan harder. @@.yellow;"Is this fucking shemale porn?"@@ The young woman pulls at the same time that you do, both of you moaning and humping the air in the same way as your thongs caress your assholes. [[Continue.|W1F][$control.location to "Porn random 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn random 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn random 3">><<AddFem 7>>Suddenly it's not so easy to imagine that you're the guy, with the same sensations occurring to both your groin and ass. Instead, you're imaging that you're the girl, shemale, whatever with the same sensations occurring to both your groin and ass. The man grunts and it's apparent he's about to finish. The woman moves down as far as she can on his big dick, so that her lips are touching the skin of pelvis. Your own mouth feels full. The man freezes and then moans. The woman moans and the camera zooms in on her tiny dick cumming in the thong. Your own dick explodes, shooting cum into the thong you're wearing. You moan and whimper as you finish, then lay there without moving. [[Continue|W1F][$control.location to "Porn end"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn kinky ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn kinky">>You click on the "Kinky" tab. The top-rated video of the week is one you haven't seen, so you figure it will do. A tall, dark beauty in black leather stands unsmiling in a bedroom. She doesn't really look like Destiny, but you like the idea of picturing Destiny like this, so you pretend it's her. Destiny frowns at the bed, then approaches it. She kisses someone on the bed. When the camera moves it reveals a pretty girl with brown hair. There's no denying it; she looks a ton like you. Even her tits are smallish, not that you have any. She smiles up at Destiny and they kiss again. You shift uncomfortably, squirming on the couch. The thong you have on is tight and moving against your asshole in all sorts of weird ways. You're unable to get used to the sensation and can't get comfortable. Not that the video is helping. Watching you and Destiny kiss is making you quiver with arousal. Destiny pulls back and grabs your lookalike's hair. With a yank Destiny makes the girl cry out. While the girl is still recovering Destiny puts her wrists into cuffs that are on either side of the bed. [[Your dick is rock hard, tenting the thong and pulling it against your ass even more.|W1F][$control.location to "Porn kinky 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn kinky 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn kinky 2">>You start masturbating. @@.yellow;"Holy shit,"@@ you groan. It's like this porno is made for you. Destiny reaches down and teases the girl's vagina. She rubs around the opening with her thumb. The camera zooms in and you can see that her finger is exploring the girl's ass, too. You rub your cock through the thong as the dominatrix that looks like Destiny finger-fucks the pretty girl that looks like you. Destiny stops and disappears off camera, then comes back with a giant strap-on dildo. The girl looks panicked and struggles, but can't get free. @@.yellow;"Fuck her so hard,"@@ you breathe, your hand still moving. You can tell you're getting close to finishing, and you couldn't stop even if you wanted to. Destiny gets back onto the bed. You can see now that the strap-on has two dildos, one for the vagina and one for the ass. [[Keep watching.|W1F][$control.location to "Porn kinky 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn kinky 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn kinky 3">><<AddFem 6>>Destiny inserts both dildos into the pretty girl, then kisses her before suddenly moving faster. She fucks the girl relentlessly while the girl thrashes, her mouth and voice both conveying utter bliss. You cry out on the couch, the image of Destiny kissing you before fucking you too strong. Your thong tightens against your own asshole and the girl and you both moan in the same way, at the same time, over the same thing. You know exactly how it feels, you imagine as your hand jerks you off to Destiny fucking you with a strap-on. You close your eyes. Suddenly you realize that again you're seeing yourself in the girl's role. The girl gasps and it's apparent that she's about to finish. Destiny reaches out and grabs the girl's throat, squeezing with a small amount of pressure. The girl squeaks and her eyes close. Destiny leans down and gives a long, forceful kiss. The camera zooms in on the girl's twitching face. @@.yellow;"Oh Destiny,"@@ you moan, imagining her kissing you that hard while fucking you with a strap-on. Your own dick explodes, shooting cum into the thong you're wearing. You moan and whimper as you finish, then lay there without moving. [[Continue|W1F][$control.location to "Porn end"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn end ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn end">><<AddFem 2>>Hand trembling, you reach over and shut the laptop. What just happened? That's twice now you've masturbated over shit you really should not be masturbating about. I can't lose my mind now. This is all almost over. You decide you better get out of the girl clothes, they can't be helping. Gulping, you strip yourself naked and force yourself to go to bed. Hopefully everything will be better in the morning. 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<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>>[[W2T]] ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">>You wake up very early, straight to the instant and unpleasant reality of your life. This time there is no sweet moment of blissful ignorance. You have to carry on the facade of being $name for three more days. It's truly sinking in now. Do you freak out and cry? The last week has been awful enough and now you've got to deal with this for three more days? It's not fair and you feel like you're going to break down. Or do you steel your resolve and accept it? You're not happy about any of this, but you've dealt with it up until now. [[Freak out.|W2M][$control.location to "Morning"; $temp.switch1 to true]] [[Don't freak out.|W2M][$control.location to "Morning"; $temp.switch1 to false]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">><<if $temp.switch1>><<AddFem 3>>Your eyes tear up. You shut them tightly to prevent what's about to happen, but it's no use. Tears stream down your face and then it's inevitable that a small sound would burst from your throat. You throw yourself down onto the bed and clutch a pillow, sobbing loudly into it. You can't keep doing this, you can't. You cry until the tears stop on their own. You don't have a choice, you know that. Maybe you should spend the next few days dropping hints to people about how you have an identical cousin and you might have to head back home but he's going to come here instead. It's a dumb plan, but it makes you feel a little less helpless knowing you can use this to your advantage.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 2>>You take a deep breath and then another. What's a few more days? It sucks, but you can keep earning some money and maybe it's a good thing! You can start dropping hints to people about how you have an identical cousin and you might have to head back home but he's going to come here instead. This is has got to be the stupidest fucking plan ever. But it's all you got.<</if>> Now it's time to get ready for work. You summon up your options on the screen. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning 2">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<routes>> ║ │ <<job "store">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work store">> ║ │ <<job "res">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work res">> ║ │ <</routes>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>Satisfied with your appearance, you eat some breakfast and then go outside to head to work. [[Continue.|W2M][$control.location to _passagelink]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store">><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">>@@.justine;"Hey girl,"@@ Justine greets you with a latte. <<if $flag.barnpartydrunk lte 1>>@@.justine;"All everyone's talking about is the party and the Sails crashing it,"@@ she tells you. As she talks you slowly realize that Hope's Point, or at least Justine, is big on gossip. Good thing you didn't get drunk at a party afterall, then.<<elseif $flag.barnpartydrunk eq 2>>@@.justine;"Wasn't the party fun?"@@<<elseif $flag.barnpartydrunk lt 6>>@@.justine;"We need to go out again and show you off more."@@<<elseif $flag.barnpartydrunk lt 11>>@@.justine;"It's official: we are the sexiest bitches in town."@@ She gives you a happy glance.<</if>> <<ShowImage "jhappy" 0>> Justine fills you in about how who hooked up with whom over the weekend and tells you all about how much she hates her babysitting job. @@.justine;"At least now I have money to go shopping. Do you want to go bathing suit shopping?"@@ You stammer and break eye contact. You're saved from having to answer by a customer coming for coffee. It distracts Justine enough that you're able to get away and go to work. Other than watching Justine's body through the store's windows work is pretty tedious. Justine comes to over to talk whenever she doesn't have any customers, much to Frank's consternation. When your shift ends [[you bike home.|W2M][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res">><<ShowImage "waved" 0 "top">>@@.destiny;"Hey girl,"@@ Destiny says with a warm smile when you enter the restaurant. <<if $flag.barnpartydrunk lte 1>>@@.destiny;"I haven't been hearing your name on everyone's lips, so you must not have gotten wild at any parties this weekend."@@ That surprises you. Did people usually gossip here? Good thing you didn't get drunk at a party afterall, then.<<elseif $flag.barnpartydrunk eq 2>>@@.destiny;"I heard you were at the party on Friday. Was it fun?"@@<<elseif $flag.barnpartydrunk lt 6>>@@.destiny;"Rumor has it that you had a pretty fun time at the party on Friday."@@ She gives you a knowing glance.<<elseif $flag.barnpartydrunk lt 11>>@@.destiny;"I heard you let loose at the party. I didn't know you had it in you."@@ She gives you a disappointed glance.<</if>> You blush with embarrassment and look down. You and Destiny briefly chat, you giving her a somewhat modified rundown of your life since work on Friday. Afterward you go start your shift. Arthur is off on Mondays, so you're spared any potential awkwardness with him, thank goodness. <<if $flag.barnpartyatt>>You can't believe you let him hold you on the sled like that. There's pretending to be a girl because of circumstance, and then there's letting guys do things... you need to make sure you don't cross that line again.<<else>>He'll probably ask you about what you did instead of going to the party, and you're worried he might ask you out again, thereby confirming he's hitting on you.<</if>> Work is boring, otherwise. When your shift ends [[you bike home.|W2M][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Night ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Night">>You get home. A quick dinner and then you kill a few hours by messing around online. Before heading to bed you remember the pill bottle. <<PillOptions "W2T" "night">><</daypassage>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>>[[W2F]] ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<routes>> ║ │ <<job "store">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work store">> ║ │ <<job "res">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work res">> ║ │ <</routes>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>You wake up and settle into your familiar routine of eating and getting dressed. <<set $eWardrobe.link to _passagelink>><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store">><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">>You head to work. Justine is back, a latte in hand ready for you. @@.yellow;"You're the best,"@@ you say gratefully. @@.destiny;"I feel like I haven't seen you in forever, girl! I can't believe I'm saying this, but having the day off of work sucks. And then you were with Russell all day, bleh."@@ She makes an expression of sympathy. <<ShowImage "jsympathy" 0>> @@.yellow;"You know him?"@@ @@.destiny;"Yeah. Did he hit on you?"@@ You nod. @@.destiny;"He hits on everyone. Even I think it's gross."@@ @@.yellow;"Hey,"@@ you say, remembering something else. @@.yellow;"Weird thing, but I couldn't find the bottle of pills you gave me. I think I lost them, or something."@@ Now I have an excuse to not take them, at least. She frowns. @@.destiny;"That sucks! I can talk to Calvin. We'll get you more."@@ Shit. [[Continue.|W2R][$control.location to "Jake"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res">>Satisfied with your appearance, you eat some breakfast and then go outside to head to work. When you arrive Destiny says hello. @@.destiny;"He asked specifically for you,"@@ she says with a touch of annoyance. @@.destiny;"You're not even a server! I told him so, but he tells everyone we send over that he wants to see you."@@ She points to a far booth. <<ShowImage "ddisgusted" 0>> You look over and recognize Dante, the whiny town pariah that Destiny thinks is a pervert. @@.yellow;"It's fine,"@@ you sigh. @@.yellow;"He's harmless."@@ You go over to him. @@.yellow;"You must really like the food here."@@ He peers at you over a book. @@.dante;"Not so much the food as the company."@@ He sets the book down. You recogize it as a collector's edition of the first Astoria novel. Dante is pretty quiet after that. He orders food, and spends the whole time reading. Whenever you look over at him he smiles at you. After he leaves you find another large tip in the billfold from him. @@.destiny;"I wish he'd stay away from here,"@@ Destiny says distastefully when you show her the money. [[Continue.|W2R][$control.location to "Jake"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake">>Your shift goes by smoothly, and when it's over you head home. Unfortunately, when you get to the cottage you see that the guy from Tuesday night is sitting on the porch, waiting for you. He's dressed almost exactly like the night before, except this time his shirt is white. @@.jake;"Hey,"@@ he greets you. You glare. @@.yellow;"What do you want?"@@ He stands up and stretches. @@.jake;"Straight to the point. Alright. Go out with me tomorrow night."@@ You weren't expecting that. You shake your head. @@.yellow;"No."@@ You go to move past him. He clucks his tongue, a little surprised. He moves so he's in your way @@.jake;"Go out with me and I'll tell you all about last night?"@@ You do want to know, but [[not a chance that you'll go out on a date with a guy.|W2R][$control.location to "Jake 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake 2">>@@.yellow;"No,"@@ you firmly repeat yourself. When he doesn't move you cross your arms. @@.yellow;"You broke my figurine. After breaking into my house. And then you lied to the police and kissed me!"@@ Just the memory of it is enough to make you blush. He frowns. @@.jake;"I'm sorry about the statue."@@ He sighs and rubs the back of his head. @@.jake;"You're a tough one."@@ He looks at you with admiration. @@.jake;"But I know your secret, and that's why you're going to go out with me."@@ That gets your attention. @@.yellow;"Secret,"@@ you sputter, your heart pounding. @@.yellow;"What are you talking about?"@@ He smiles. @@.jake;"I'm not above blackmail. I'll tell the cop all about you, unless you go out with me tomorrow night."@@ He speaks as if it's the most reasonable thing in the worlrd. @@.jake;"Afterward you never have to see me again, unless you want to, of course."@@ He winks. [[This just keeps getting worse.|W2R][$control.location to "Jake 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake 3">>If he knows I'm not a girl, why does he want to go out with me? Your stomach churns. Does it really matter? On the one hand, you'd do anything to preserve your secret until you can be a guy again. On the other hand, going on a date with a guy is absolutely crossing every line you're comfortable with. He must be able to see the conflict on your face, because he keeps talking. @@.jake;"One date, that's all. We don't have to sex or anything. Just one date and I promise I won't say a thing."@@ He waits for you to respond. What will you tell him? If he does really know that you're a guy and tells the cops, questions will be asked. Given how on edge the town is about the sexual harassment lawsuit, you can't imagine anyone looking kindly on your situation. And he did say he'd leave you alone after that. If there's no touching and it will get him out of your hair, you should probably just do it. <<if $fem gte 220>>[[You don't see what choice you have. Agree to his terms.|W2R][$control.location to "Jake 4"]]<<else>>[[You don't see what choice you have. Agree, but lay some ground rules.|W2R][$control.location to "Jake 4"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake 4">><<if $fem gte 300>><<AddFem 6>>@@.yellow;"Please don't tell anyone,"@@ you beg. He shrugs. @@.jake;"Then go out with me."@@ Not seeing what other choice you have, you accept. @@.jake;"See ya tomorrow, babe."@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $fem gte 220>><<AddFem 4>>@@.yellow;"Okay. But only because you're blackmailing me."@@ @@.jake;"I'm sure that's the only reason,"@@ he says dryly. @@.jake;"Don't worry, I'll be a gentleman. Assuming you like that, anyway."@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 2>>@@.yellow;"Fine,"@@ you snap. @@.yellow;"One date, and you say nothing. Ever. But you don't touch me at all."@@ He smiles. @@.jake;"Deal. I won't touch you, unless you ask me to, that is."@@ His eyes twinkle. @@.jake;"See you tomorrow night then."@@<</if>> He leaves with a swagger in his step. You head inside, pissed at the sitauton you're in. You make some dinner, then waste time online before getting ready for bed. <<PillOptions "W2F" "night">><</daypassage>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>>[[W2Sun]] ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">>You wake up slowly, but not slowly enough to forget about the previous night's events. I can't believe last night, your mind replays what happened, I <<if $tracking.blowjob>>gave a guy a blowjob<<else>><<AddFem 3>>was mistaken as some slutty girl<</if>>. <<routes>><<job "store">>An early text message from Justine beeps on your phone. @@.justine;"hey girl, got the in. pick u up 2nite."@@ You aren't sure what means, so you just hide under the covers and go back to sleep. [[Continue.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Morning"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">>@@.yellow;"I just want to spend all day hiding my face,"@@ you tell your ceiling fan. [[Do just that.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Morning"]]<</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">><<if $route.job eq "store">>Eventually, you know you have to get up. <</if>>You drag yourself out of bed and get dressed before eating breakfast. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning 2">><<routes>><<job "store">>You spend a while looking at the website and social media pages for the school you want to go to. Every picture is probably staged, but you find yourself scrolling through post after post, looking at the school grounds and the students that were featured. You feel a little invigorated by it. Sure, your current circumstances are a little challenging, but you have a good cause that you're doing this for. What's three months of pretending to be someone else compared to four years of learning who you really are? You feel resolute. You can do this. Around mid-afternoon Justine knocks on your door. She's wearing short jean shorts, a purple tank top and big sunglasses. Of course the shorts are tiny and the tank top displays a generous amount of cleavage. @@.justine;"Hey girl! I feel like we haven't gotten to hang out in forever. @@<<if $fem gte 240>>@@.justine;You look so cute in that!@@<</if>>@@.justine;"@@ She changes topics. @@.justine;"Okay, if we're going to meet the Sails then we can't just go walk in the front door,"@@ she tells you. You realize she's talking about getting more of the pills. Shit. There goes your excuse not to take them. @@.justine;"We need to look mature, and like we can handle ourselves."@@ She holds up a USB. @@.justine;"And I've got just the thing."@@ She plugs it into your eWardrobe and instructs you to step inside. [[Continue.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Justine"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">>What do you want to do? [[Masturbate.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Porn"]] [[Play video games.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Video games"]]<</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Video games ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Video games">><<if $flag.onlinegirlgame>>Do you want to play the competetive FPS Call of Deity, or the cooperative online RPG War League? [[The FPS, of course.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Video games 2"; $flag.onlinegirlgame to false]] [[You're in the mood to try to the RPG.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Girl game"]]<<else>> Time to play some Call of Deity! [[Continue.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Video games 2"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Video games 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Video games 2">>You spend all day fighting with the Roman panethon of gods against the Chinese pantheon. The opposing team's Tian is easily the best player in the game, and he alone makes them competetive. You do your best as Mars, but no matter how many strength buffs you consume the other team's Tian seems to always know. He keeps globally clearing all statues, which you think is a bullshit move considering Tian can also summon heavenly reinforcements that overwhelm your team. Despite all of that the Romans narrowly win. The other team asks for a rematch, and you happily go round after round, sometimes losing and sometimes winning. It's good for you to play against a superior player, so you enjoy it immensely. You almost forget about, well, life. Eventually both sides call it quits. You're over video games, so you decide to do something else. [[Continue.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Girl game ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Girl game">>Similarly to last time, you need to choose between joining a ready group or waiting in a queue to make your own. [[Quick join.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Girl game 2"; $temp.switch1 to true]] [[Wait and do your own thing.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Girl game 2"; $temp.switch1 to false]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Girl game 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Girl game 2">><<if $temp.switch1>><<AddFem 4>>The group you join has four spots filled, all of which are male characters. They've unanimously requested that the fifth character be female. @@.yellow;"Fucking damn it,"@@ you mutter. What's the point of escaping to a video game if you have to be a chick there too? You take on the role of a female tank whose "armor" looks more revealing than a bikini would. Your group has Role-Playing mode on, so you're forced to talk in character lest you get a full day ban. This makes your mood even worse. Despite all of that, you have fun. Your group spends all day tackling a large dungeon. When you finish you get a new chest piece. It's only wearable by female characters, of course. For fuck's sakes. At least it increases your "charm" stat when worn.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You decide to wait in a queue. It will take forever, but this way you control what character you play as. You browse Peddit on your smartphone while you wait. Finally, you get into a group. It took forever but because you waited you're the first person in. You can control the starting composition of the group! The character of Hell Agent looks fun. A demonic assassin? Yes please! You create a terrifying demon, of average height but with a cruel disposition. More players join, forced to select particular traits and roles in order to work with your Hell Agent. Once the group customization is done the game begins. You have a blast. Your group spends all day clearing a large dungeon. When you finish you get a dagger that has a chance of doing a tiny amount of corruption damage with every blow.<</if>> Your eyes are tired from gaming, so you decide to [[do something else.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn">>You settle in on the couch. Your laptop is open and Nutflex is already loaded. Time to decide what you're going to watch. [[Look up the top rated of all time.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Porn all"]] [[Look up the top rated of the week.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Porn week"]] [[Look up the top rated of the day.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Porn day"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn all ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn all">>Sometimes it's good to play an oldie, but goodie. You can't recall the top rated video off the top of your head, but once you go to the page you recognize the name instantly. The title is "she takes it all" and it's one of your favorites. Good old anal sex. Nothing can go weird this time. A sensual woman with long red hair stretches languidly. She's completely naked, except for opaque stockings that run up to her mid-thigh. Behind her is a large bed. She continues to slowly stretch, teasing the viewer as her pert tits jut out and twist. A black man enters the room and she gives him a smoldering look. He doesn't speak, and neither does she. He steps closer. He's wearing nothing but a pair of black briefs. She reaches her hand into his underwear and pulls out his half-erect penis. She squeezes it and you waste no time sending your hand down to do the same to your own dick. You squeeze it through the thong, though, instead of taking it out. The fabric pulls forward and the back of the thong tugs up between your ass cheeks, stimulating you in a way that both erotic and shameful. [[Keep watching.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Porn all 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn all 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn all 2">>Every movement the woman makes is this languid, deliberate gesture. Nothing feels wasted. You find your hand rubbing in a slow, rhythmic manner that matches the redhead's. She tugs on her partner's dick a few times, staring him in the eye with a piercing disinterest. She pushes him away and then crosses to the bed, ignoring him. The black man grabs a bottle of lube from where it was hidden behind the bed. His dick is rock hard in anticipation of her. He isn't alone. Your boner has the thong stretched as far as it will go. You keep playing with yourself. The man crosses to the bed where the woman waits. She's on her side, facing the camera. He lays down behind her and the angle switches, allowing you to watch as he pushes inside her ass. You rub your cock as hard you can, pulling the thong as tight as it will go against your own ass. [[Keep masturbating.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Porn all 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn all 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn all 3">><<AddFem 6>>He thrusts once before she lays a hand on his arm and he goes still. She doesn't look back at him, she doesn't need to. The woman moves her hips with the same deliberate movements that she had before. The man's face has an expression of utter bliss. You know from personal experience that the camera will not focus on him again. You move your hips in sync with hers, jerking yourself off and pretending that you have the same intensity that she does. You always loved this video because of raw sensuality and the way she demanded your utter attention. Her body twists and her breasts dance and you are getting close to cumming. She's so captivating and you wonder how she does it, how does she command attention to the degree that men are desperate to jam their dicks up her ass. Right at that moment the thong grinds against your asshole and you moan. Almost as good as a dick in the ass, your mind betrays you with the thought. You cum. You lay still for a while, panting breathlessly. You shut the laptop and then get a drink of water. You decide to pretend you did not do any of that just now. Doesn't count if nobody knows and I don't think about it. [[Clean up and do something else.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn week ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn week">>You haven't seen the top video of the week yet, so this should be good. The title is "Double Fun" and you see two blonde twins, perhaps in their early twenties or late teens. Oh fuck yes. You hit play. Both blondes are next to a bed and have toned bodies, clad in matching black bikinis. They have small breasts, long legs and pert asses. They look adoringly toward their companion, a tall man with a fit body and dark hair. One of the girls drops to her knees. She bites her lower lips and holds eye contact with the man as she tugs on his pants, exposing his large erection. The other girl gets onto the bed. She grabs the man's face, but allows him to keep his eyes locked with her sister. The one on the bed kisses his neck, her mouth making its way down his chest. One of her hands reaches into the back of his pants, a finger rubbing against his asshole. You grab your dick and squeeze it through the thong you have on. The fabric pulls forward and the back of the thong tugs up between your ass cheeks, stimulating you in a way that both erotic and shameful. [[Keep watching.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Porn week 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn week 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn week 2">>The blonde on the floor wraps her mouth around the man's dick. She looks at him gratefully and swallows his cock all the way to the its base. They stare at each other as she goes from tip to base, swallowing him whole and then running her teeth gently across the shaft as she pulls back. Her sister's hand continues to play with man's ass, her other hand busy masturbing herself so close to the man's hip that she's practically riding him. You can see now that the blonde on the floor is also masturbating. Both appear close to orgasming just from pleasuring the man. You're so turned on you feel like you could explode. You wiggle your hips and imagine you're there with them, perhaps a tight little blonde could do that to your ass, too. The man pushes the blonde off of his cock, then grabs the girl on the bed and pulls her onto his lap, so that she's facing him. She desperately pulls aside her bikini and he plunges into her. Your hand speeds up involuntarily in time with their frenzied energy. [[Keep masturbating.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Porn week 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn week 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn week 3">><<AddFem 2>>The one on the floor scrambles onto the bed as the man and her sister turn so that's on top of her on his knees. She wraps her legs around his torso and they lock eyes just as tenderly as he'd done before with the first one. The blonde he isn't fucking turns her expert tongue to his asshole. He bucks and moans and you do as well. You can't even imagine how badly both of these sexy little coeds want him. The three of them continue, their energy levels reaching a fever pitch of desire. You feel like you'd do anything to have something like that, feel something like that. Fucking a hot girl while her twin licks your asshole, you'd never wanted your asshole played with but now you do so badly and the thong feels so good rubbing against you and- You cum. You lay still for a while, panting breathlessly. You shut the laptop and then get a drink of water. That actually was one of the best orgasms you've had in a while. You feel great! [[Clean up and do something else.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn day ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn day">>The top trending video of the day is some cam girl that's recently become popular. You haven't watched any of her stuff yet, but now seems like a good time to start. The cam girl has fair skin and dark hair, with big eyes and an innocent, adorable look to her. It contrasts remarkably well with the large, bare breasts that she's showing the camera. She's wearing panties and nothing else. She squeezes one of her tits, biting her lip and smiling all the while. You can see why the video was trending; people love it when girls look innocent but act naughty. You grab your dick and squeeze it through the thong you have on. The fabric pulls forward and the back of the thong tugs up between your ass cheeks, stimulating you in a way that both erotic and shameful. The cam girl continues to play with her breasts, tweaking her nipples and teasing them until they're stiff. She bats her eyelashes at the camera and lets out a clearly fake, but still sexy, moan. [[Keep watching.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Porn day 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn day 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn day 2">>The cam girl pulls out a small object from behind her back. She holds it up, revealing that it's a pink vibrator. With a delightfully mischevious smile she turns it on. It vibrates and she acts surprised and amazed by it. She gives it a look that says, "I wonder what this is for?" It's obviously all for show, but damn it if you aren't wanting to simultaneously protect and violate this girl all at once. That's probably what she's going for. Well, that and donations. She touches a nipple with the vibrator and lets out a high-pitched gasp. Her other hand slips down to her crotch, and for a minute or so she rides her fingers while the vibrator touches both breasts. You stroke your dick harder. When you look down at yourself you imagine it's the girl's hand on your cock. A part of you notes that if you had on the same nail polish that she did then the fantasy would be complete. She switches, moving the vibrator to her groin and the free hand to her breast. Your stroke yourself faster. [[Keep masturbating.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Porn day 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn day 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn day 3">><<AddFem 4>>She's full on fucking herself with the vibrator now, penetrating her pussy repeatedly and moaning passionately. Are girls always that loud when they're masturbating? Her adorable face looks like it's completely lost to the sensations, her eyes closing against her will and her mouth trembling You want so badly to be there with her, to be the cause of her pleasure. The best you can do is jerk yourself off harder. She keeps masturbating, stuffing the toy so far into herself that it almost disappears completely. She stiffens and then cries out, her body shaking for several seconds. Your own cock is close to orgasming. She pulls out the vibrator and with a cute look she holds it up to her mouth and licks it. That was it. You cum. You lay still for a while, panting breathlessly. You shut the laptop and then get a drink of water. You feel tired and spent, still basking in the aftereffects of your orgasm. [[Clean up and do something else.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<if $breastsize gte 13>> ║ │ <<WearOutfit "custom_tart">> ║ │ <<else>> ║ │ <<WearOutfit "custom_yum">> ║ │ <</if>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>You emerge, thinking about the fact that you had just selected your outfit before she arrived. It's annoying how some of the choices I make don't actually matter at all. You're sure other people would sympathize with you, though. <<display "Your Appearance Clothes">> Justine nods. @@.justine;"Perfect, I think we're ready. Grab some cash, and let's go!"@@ [[Follow Justine outside.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Justine 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 2">><<AddFem 4>>@@.justine;"So everyone knows where the Sails hang out,"@@ Justine says as you exit the cottage, @@.justine;"but I didn't want to just start asking random guys if they dealt in boob pills."@@ She keeps speaking as she unlocks her car and gets inside. You enter in on the passenger side. @@.justine;"Calvin hasn't answered any of my texts,"@@ Justine continues, @@.justine;"but pretty much every joint and oxy in Hope's Point comes through the Sails. A few stoners gave me the name of the guy they use, so let's go say hi."@@ She starts the engine. [[Go say hi.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Sails"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails">>Justine drives east. Once you go past main street the town seems to look a little shabbier. After she drives across train tracks you hit what looks to be an abandoned fairground. From there you're amazed at how much quicker the town decline occurs; within a minute or so the typically clean streets are cluttered with trash, the buildings all look shabby and tired, and there's a tension in the air, as if someone is just waiting for the next blow to land. You didn't realize there was anything like this in Hope's Point. So much for being a nice, quiet town. An old bar comes into view. It looks like an abandoned lodge, one of those single story buildings where old men would sit and drink beer for hours. Justine slows down and parks outside of it. You can see a number of motorcycles and some pickup trucks parked around the bar's corner. @@.justine;"Okay,"@@ Justine unbuckles her seatbelt. @@.justine;"Let's go inside."@@ [[Continue.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Sails 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 2">>You follow Justine through the front door. The interior of the bar is poorly lit, and despite the fact that it's a Saturday afternoon there's more people than you would have expected. Every man in the room has the same sleeveless vest that you saw at the barn party. All of them look intimidating; even if you were wearing guy clothes you would be feeling terrified. A few look over when the door opens and they eye you and Justine appreciatively. You're surprised by how many women are there. For every two men there's at least one girl. The chicks look tired, or trashy, or gross, or a combination of all of the above. By comparison you and Justine look fresh and healthy. Justine smiles at a tall fellow with broad shoulders. @@.justine;"I'll go see if I can find out who we're looking for,"@@ she whispers to you before she practically skips over to talk to the giant. You aren't sure her motivation to talk to him is entirely altruistic. The closest person to you is a jittery, skinny man with a gaunt face and an old cigarette dangling from his mouth. He smiles at you and holds up a deck of cards. @@.green;"Get your fortune told?"@@ He sounds high. Or drunk. Or both. [[Get your fortune told.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Fortune"; $flag.hogwash to true]] [[Decline.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Sails 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Fortune ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Fortune">><<AddFem 2>>@@.yellow;"Okay,"@@ you say with some hesitation. You didn't want to do it, but the last thing you want to do is make a known gangmember angry. You just sincerely hope that this doesn't end up with you doing something gross, like giving a blowjob.<<if $tracking.blowjob>> Again.<</if>> He shuffles the deck and you observe that they aren't normal playing cards, but some sort of weird tarot type. You can't say for sure, though. His cards look old, and the figures are either scantily clad or doing something salacious. @@.green;"Pick one,"@@ he says, drawing the first three cards off the deck and laying them face up. The first one is a flower that looks kind of like a vagina. The next one is a butterfly, sort of. It's a naked woman with butterfly wings. The last one is the night sky with some stars twinkling. [[Pick the flower.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Fortune 2"; $tracking.tattooshape += "1f"]] [[Pick the butterfly.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Fortune 2"; $tracking.tattooshape += "1b"]] [[Pick the star.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Fortune 2"; $tracking.tattooshape += "1s"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Fortune 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Fortune 2">>@@.green;"Great choice!"@@ A coughing fit overtakes him and he hacks until a glob of something comes up. He spits it onto the floor, not nearly far enough from where you're sitting. Perhaps the most alarming part of his coughing fit is that he kept the cigarette in his mouth the whole time. What the fuck are his priorities? He removes the three cards and then shuffles again. Three more cards are placed onto the table. The first one is a picture of a wasteland. Tiny figures in the distance are busy either wrestling or, well, doing something else. The next card is a picture of a garden. The plants growing all look like penises and vaginas. The final card is a silhouette of a naked woman. @@.green;"What do you choose,"@@ he asks you with a wheeze. [[Pick the wasteland.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Sails 3"; $tracking.tattooloc += "1b"]] [[Pick the garden.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Sails 3"; $tracking.tattooloc += "1g"]] [[Pick the naked woman.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Sails 3"; $tracking.tattooloc += "1s"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 3">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<if $tracking.tattooshape eq "">> ║ │ <<set $tracking.tattooshape += either("1f", "1b", "1s")>> ║ │ <<set $tracking.tattooloc = either("1b", "1g", "1s")>> ║ │ <</if>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>><<if $flag.hogwash>>@@.green;"Interesting,"@@ he says, scooping up the cards. You wait, but he says nothing else. @@.yellow;"What's my fortune,"@@ you timidly ask. He shrugs. @@.green;"I got a book somewhere, I gotta look it up."@@ He smiles lecherously. @@.green;"You'll have to stop back in sometime to find out."@@ He cackles loudly. The older man sitting next to him laughs, too. Well that was a waste of time.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.yellow;"I'm okay,"@@ you murmur. He shrugs and turns back to his canned beer. You stand uncomfortably, aware of male and female eyes on you. Justine seems oblivious to your plight, laughing and touching the behomoth's arm in an obviously flirtatious manner.<</if>> You suddenly shiver and the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end. You turn around and spot the source of the ill feeling: Lyle, the Sail who fired the gun at the barn party, is sitting in a recliner in the corner, staring at you. @@.lyle;"You're here for the pills,"@@ he doesn't shout, but his voices carries clearly to you. A tiny bottle sits on the chair's arm. He raises two fingers and gestures for you to come over to him. You look to Justine for help, but she's still preoccupied with her giant. Not seeing what choice you have, [[you approach Lyle.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Meet Lyle"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Meet Lyle ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Meet Lyle">><<AddFem 2>>You walk over to him. Despite sitting in a corner, away from pretty much everyone else, Lyle's presence is commanding and authoritative. You don't know if he's the gang's leader, but he certainly carries himself like one. @@.lyle;"I can see why you would want these,"@@ he says, his eyes running up and down your torso while he jiggles the pill bottle. Next to him in the armchair is a large ziploc bag full of pill bottles. Justine wasn't kidding when she said all the drugs run through the Sails. He cocks his head to the side. @@.lyle;"I remember you. From the party."@@ You avert your gaze, and instead of saying anything you pull out the cash Justine told you to bring. He ignores the money in your hand. @@.lyle;"When that idiot, Calvin, asked for these I wondered who his customer was. I figured it was some daddy's girl who isn't allowed to get a tit job."@@ He leers. @@.lyle;"But you're a pretty thing, ain't you?"@@ Right at the moment the bar's door opens. You look over your shoulder and your heart sinks. Oh fuck no. Officer Collins has walked through the front door. He's busy talking to the strung out guy who wanted to tell you your fortune, so the cop hasn't noticed you yet. The whole room has gone quiet, but not silent. [[Continue.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Meet Lyle 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Meet Lyle 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Meet Lyle 2">>Lyle sees Collins, too. @@.lyle;"Shit,"@@ he curses. The bag of drugs is too big to hide. Before you can react Lyle leans forward and grabs your wrist, pulling you toward him. You fall into his lap and he quickly wraps his arms around you. You're covering up the bag of drugs with your butt, while your legs are draped over his lap. He puts one of your hands behind his head, and the other he places on his leg. To someone who didn't know better you look like a girl laying all over her boyfriend. You struggle but Lyle's grip on you is iron. @@.lyle;"Play along and you can have the pills for free,"@@ he hisses. @@.lyle;"Got it?"@@ The last time you saw Officer Collins he said he would demand your ID. If he catches you here, in the act of illegally buying prescription drugs, not only would your secret be outed but you'd be arrested and your parents would find out everything. Your whole future would be over. The strung out fortune teller is losing Collins' attention. The cop has started scrutinizing the faces of the other patrons in the bar. In a moment he'll spot you. You don't have much of a choice, [[you have to play along.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Meet Lyle 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Meet Lyle 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Meet Lyle 3">><<AddKiss "Lyle">>Lyle tilts your head toward him and then kisses you, hard. <<if $tracking.kiss>>It's not the first time you've kissed a guy, but it's still foreign to you. <</if>>His tongue is aggressive, and this close to him you can smell the cigarettes and sweat on his skin. Lyle's not even looking at you while he kisses you. His gaze is afixed beyond your shoulder. A moment later he breaks off the kiss. @@.lyle;"Play along,"@@ he reminds you, @@.lyle;"or else."@@ You hear Officer Collins' heavy stride heading toward you. You turn your head so that your face is hidden, burying it into Lyle's neck. <<if $tracking.blowjob>>First the blowjob last night, and now this. <</if>>@@.lyle;"Kiss my neck,"@@ Lyle hisses quickly. You start trailing tiny kisses up and down his neck. Right then the cop clears his throat. @@.otherblue;"Pardon me, miss,"@@ a voice says to your back, @@.otherblue;"I need you to clear out so I can talk to Mr. Marks."@@ Lyle's mouth presses up against your ear. @@.lyle;"Don't you dare fucking move,"@@ he whispers. @@.lyle;"You better be convincing."@@ Then his breath leaves your skin and he says louder, @@.lyle;"Don't ruin my fun, pig. We can talk and she can do her job all at the same time."@@ [[Continue.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Meet Lyle 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Meet Lyle 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Meet Lyle 4">>@@.otherblue;"Watch your tone,"@@ Collins' voice sounds furious. Why the fuck is Lyle insulting him? Lyle laughs. @@.lyle;"Or what? We aren't breaking any laws. This is private property. So unless you're here to arrest me, you can leave."@@ You hear movement behind you. Lyle's hand on your waist presses hard against you and you realize that you've stopped your kisses. You quickly resume trailing butterfly kisses up and down Lyle's neck. @@.otherblue;"So firing a gun on the Baker's property wasn't illegal?"@@ @@.lyle;"If you had proof that I did that then I'd be in cuffs,"@@ Lyle says like he's bored. @@.otherblue;"Oh, proof is coming,"@@ Collins replies. @@.otherblue;"Just you- excuse me, miss, can you please stop that?"@@ You freeze, but Lyle's touch tells you not to stop. You keep going. Collins lets out a frustrated sigh. @@.otherblue;"Watch it, Marks. You won't always have thugs and whores around."@@ Your face heats up at being called a whore. It's still preferable to being caught, but only barely. [[Continue.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Meet Lyle 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Meet Lyle 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Meet Lyle 5">>Lyle shifts his weight. You keep kissing his neck, but as he changes position your hand on his leg encounters something unexpected. With a growing horror you realize that your kisses are giving him a growing erection. You don't dare stop, however. You're forced to continue to arouse a gangmember who was threatening you just moments earlier. @@.otherblue;"Someone is going to turn on you soon,"@@ Collins says stubbornly, @@.otherblue;"and when they do I'll be the one bringing you in."@@ You hear his heavy footsteps retreat. Your heart flutters, but you don't dare to cease your ministrations to Lyle's neck until after the bar door opens and closes. As Collins exits the bar the tension in the air relaxes and people start talking louder again. Lyle laughs. @@.lyle;"Good job, sexy."@@ You instantly try to disentangle yourself from his embrace. @@.lyle;"You don't have to leave just yet,"@@ he says huskily, his arms still holding you tight. @@.lyle;"You should finish what you started."@@ He grabs your hand on his leg and rubs it against the erection tenting his jeans. [[You jerk your hand away and stand up.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Meet Lyle 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Meet Lyle 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Meet Lyle 6">><<set $tracking.pillcount += 7>><<AddFem 10>>Lyle looks disappointed. @@.lyle;"Maybe next time,"@@ he winks and then tosses the pill bottle to you. @@.lyle;"There, you earned those."@@ You catch the bottle and frown. There's barely a handful of pills in there! Lyle sees your expression and grins. @@.lyle;"Guess you'll just have to come back when you run out, huh?"@@ You walk away and go to Justine. She's biting her lip and smiling at the tall guy still. @@.yellow;"We ready,"@@ you ask her quietly. She tears her gaze away from him and sighs. @@.justine;"Sure,"@@ she says, disappointed. @@.justine;"Bye, Tiger."@@ Tiger winks and you and Justine make your escape. As you get into her car you can't tell whether you'd rather cry or throw up. Justine doesn't seem to sense your internal conflict. @@.justine;"That was great! Tiger gave me his number, and I saw you hooking up with Lyle, you skank!"@@ She crows loudly and for the rest of the drive she tells you how hot it would be if both of you started dating members of the Sails. <<if $tracking.blowjob>><<AddFem 10>>@@.justine;"Oh, and I heard a rumor about the new girl in town blowing a mystery man in a car the other night. You slut! I'm so proud of you."@@ She spends the whole ride gushing about how great it is that you're coming out of your shell. All you feel is humiliated that people are talking about you. They got your name but not Jake's? Such bullshit.<</if>> She drops you off at the cottage and you flee inside. Once in there you want nothing more than to hide for eight years. At least that dick, Officer Collins, didn't catch me. [[Continue.|W2Sat][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Night ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Night">>You decide that the best thing to do for your mind is to escape reality for as long as possible. Fortunately, you know the best way to do so. You spend the rest of the day rereading the first Astoria novel. Afterward you eat some food and then get ready for bed. <<PillOptions "W2Sun" "night">><</daypassage>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>>[[Week start]] ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">>As you wake up you have the thought that every time you think things can't get worse, they do. Why is being an adult so complicated? <<if $flag.activitysignup>><<routes>><<job "store">>Today is the day you promised to go to kickball practice. At the time you'd assumed you were lying when you said you were available; you figured you'd be in guy clothes by now. However, you're still stuck as $name until the notary leaves. [[Get ready for kickball.|W2Sun][$control.location to "Kickball"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<job "res">>Today is the day you promised to meet Destiny and Val about the live-reading. At the time you'd assumed you were lying when you said you were available; you figured you'd be in guy clothes by now. However, you're still stuck as $name until the notary leaves. [[Get ready for the live-reading.|W2Sun][$control.location to "Live reading"]]<</routes>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>>You don't have anything you need to do today. Do you want to go out? Or stay in? [[Go out.|W2Sun][$control.location to "Sunday trip"]] [[Stay in.|W2Sun][$control.location to "Vegging out"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Live reading ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Live reading">>You aren't sure how to dress. It's the weekend and the morning, so you figure the "Casual" category should work. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Live reading 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Live reading 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Live reading 2">>With your clothes chosen, you head out to go meet Destiny and Val at the bookstore. You go get your bike and ride over. When you get there you're surprised to see that there's a handful of cars in the parking lot. You enter the bookstore. Destiny is there, in a yellow sun dress that covers her chest but ends at her mid-thigh. Her legs are toned and you would be willing to sell your soul to touch one. [[Continue.|W2Sun][$control.location to "Live reading 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Live reading 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Live reading 3">>There's other people in there, too. Destiny breaks away from a girl you don't know and comes over to you. @@.destiny;"Good morning,"@@ @@.yellow;"Hi Destiny,"@@ you're grateful that she came over to you. It's always awkward when you're alone at something like this where everyone else seems to know each other. A flash of blonde hair appears briefly above the shop's counter, then disappears just as quickly. @@.destiny;"Val is looking for something,"@@ Destiny explains helpfully. The blonde hair reappears. Val appears to have found her missing item, because she address the people in the room. @@.val;"Hey everyone, thanks for coming in."@@ She gestures to a table with coffee and bagels. @@.val;"There's refreshmens if anyone wants."@@ <<ShowImage "Val02" 0>> Val explains that the plan is for someone to pick up L.L. Bernard from the airport and do an entire day of activities before the live-reading, which will occur at night. She says that over the next few weeks she'll be organizing exactly who will be doing what, but for now to just mingle and next week is when the real work will start. [[Continue.|W2Sun][$control.location to "Live reading 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Live reading 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Live reading 4">><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">>Destiny and you chat afterward. @@.destiny;"How do you get your legs so toned,"@@ she asks you over a cup of coffee. You're shocked. @@.yellow;"Me? I was just thinking about how perfect your legs are!"@@ @@.destiny;"Aww,"@@ she says. @@.destiny;"You're so sweet."@@ She gives you an "ah-hah" look. @@.destiny;"I bet it's all that cycling you do."@@ @@.yellow;"Uh, maybe?@@ Her eyes go wide. @@.destiny;"Oh, would you want to join a spin class with me? I keep thinking I should go, but it's so early in the morning I never do it. If I had a buddy I would be so much better. Would you want to do it together?"@@ A spin class sounds like a chick thing, which you aren't sure you're interested in. Although it would be a good way to stay healthy, and there's the added perk of spending time with Destiny. [[Decline.|W2Sun][$control.location to "Live reading 5"]] [[Agree.|W2Sun][$control.location to "Live reading 5"; $flag.spinlessons to true]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Live reading 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Live reading 5">><<if $flag.spinlessons>><<AddFem 4>>@@.destiny;"Great,"@@ Destiny beams. @@.destiny;"I'll text you the info."@@ She says bye after that, and you leave as well.<<else>><<AddFem 2>>@@.destiny;"I understand,"@@ she says cheerfully. @@.destiny;"I didn't think about how you already bike around all the time anyway."@@ She laughs. @@.destiny;"Maybe I'll invite you to hot yoga instead."@@ She says goodbye after that and you decide to leave as well.<</if>> You get on your bike and head home, and then you relax until the evening. [[Sunday night.|W2Sun][$control.location to "Day end"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kickball ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kickball">>You don't know if you'll be playing today, but you should probably wear workout clothes just in case. You haven't tried on any of these outfits yet, so you're not sure what they're going to look like. You pull up the "Workout" category. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Kickball 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["exercise"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kickball 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kickball 2">>With your clothes chosen, you leave the cottage and head to the park on your bike. When you get there you leave your bicycle at a bike rack and go look for the kickball field. You find it pretty easily. <<if $flag.activityintro>>Chris and Candice are already there, with some people that you assume are the rest of the team. Chris has on gym shorts and a t-shirt, Candice is dressed pretty similarly, in girly gym shorts and a tank top. @@.chris;"$name,"@@ Chris grins and waves at you. @@.chris;"Glad to see you here!"@@ <<if $current_outfit.id eq "sasha_powergirl">><<AddFem 2>>His eyes caress the outline of your torso. @@.chris;"You look really good."@@<<elseif $current_outfit.id eq "sasha_sbgym">>@@.chris;"I'm happy you joined the team."@@<</if>> @@.yellow;"Thanks,"@@ you say awkwardly.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Candice is already there, with some people that you assume are the rest of the team. She's wearing girly gym shorts and a tank top. She introduces you to her co-captain, Chris. Chris has on gym shorts and a t-shirt, pretty similar to Candice but the guy version. @@.candice;"Welcome, $name"@@ Candice says. <<if $current_outfit.id eq "sasha_powergirl">><<AddFem 2>>@@.candice;"You seem, um, comfortable."@@ <<if $flag.funnymakeup>><<AddFem 2>>You feel like every interaction with Candice involves her judging you.<</if>><<elseif $current_outfit.id eq "sasha_sbgym">>@@.candice;"Great to have you here."@@<</if>><</if>> Candice turns and focuses on the whole group. @@.candice;"Alright,"@@ she says loudly, getting everyone's attention, @@.candice;"we're all here. The plan is to do a few drills today to see what we're best at. Chris, do you want to take over?"@@ Chris claps his hands. @@.chris;"Line up and we'll get started."@@ [[Continue.|W2Sun][$control.location to "Kickball 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kickball 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kickball 3">>You're surprised how seriously they're taking this. You thought adult kickball leagues were all about drinking and having fun. Considering they're a homeless outreach organization, I probably shouldn't have expected a bunch of partying drunk people. Just like you've never been athletic as a guy, you also suck as a girl. Candice catches the ball better than you do. She also kicks it farther. But unlike high school nobody mocks you or judges you. Whether it's because they think you're a girl or because they're just genuinely nicer, your new team is quite kind and supportive. Chris especially encourages you and makes you feel okay with not being very good. The team only practices for about 45 minutes before Candice and Chris end it. @@.chris;"Good work everyone,"@@ Chris says enthusiastically. @@.chris;"Next week we'll put people on the field and practice actual game play."@@ @@.candice;"Bye everyone!"@@ You say goodbye and walk away. You get on your bike and head home, and then you relax until the evening. [[Sunday night.|W2Sun][$control.location to "Day end"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sunday trip ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sunday trip">>You decide to get dressed and go outside. You've been cooped too much this weekend as it is, and with everything that's happened lately you just need to escape. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Sunday trip 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sunday trip 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sunday trip 2">><<display "Your Appearance Clothes">> You leave the cottage and get on your bike. You aren't sure where you're going yet, but [[you figure you'll find something.|W2Sun][$control.location to "Sunday trip 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sunday trip 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sunday trip 3">>You decide to head toward main street. You pedal along, not even noticing any more the way the thong feels when you ride, or how much skin you have exposed to the world. Weird, I'm getting used to these clothes. I never thought I would. You park your bike in an open rack and then wonder what to do next. Across the street is a hot girl with dyed auburn hair that's in bangs. You assume that she's an artist because of the brushes and paints you spot next to her. She's asking pedestrians to help her practice painting faces for college, but everyone seems to be ignoring her. Girls like her always seemed to be out of your league in high school. Next door to you is a coffee shop. Coffee does sound good right now, you think. What better way to spend a Sunday?<<if $route.job eq "store">> You've gotten used to having lattes in the morning, after all. Justine's been spoiling you.<</if>> [[Talk to the girl.|W2Sun][$control.location to "Painter"]] [[Coffee is always the right choice.|W2Sun][$control.location to "Coffee shop"; $flag.coffeeshop to true]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Painter ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Painter">><<AddFem 2>>You cross the street and approach her. @@.yellow;"Hey,"@@ you say, trying to be bold. She smiles excitedly. @@.hotpink;"Hi there!"@@ She gestures toward her supplies. @@.hotpink;"I know this is random and weird, but I'm in school and-,"@@ she seems so nervous that you feel badly for her, and also strangely at ease. @@.yellow;"I'd be happy to help,"@@ you say, smiling. She is so freaking hot and you're not doing anything today, why not? She gives you a grateful look. @@.hotpink;"Oh my gosh, thank you. Have a seat."@@ You sit down on the stool and she opens up her art kit. You watch as she holds up a brush. Weird, that doesn't look like a brush for painting. She pulls out a compact with powder in it and comprehension strikes you. That's fucking makeup. You could kick yourself. You just volunteered for a makeover. She looks at you and you melt. You don't protest as [[she starts applying product to your face.|W2Sun][$control.location to "Painter 2"; $queue.makeup to "custom_streetpainter"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Painter 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Painter 2">><<AddFem 4>>She works in silence. You can see a modest amount of cleavage every time she leans in toward you, so at least that's something. It does feel kind of nice to have someone touching your face like that, too. When she's done she holds up a mirror. You have pink lip gloss on, and your eyes have that cat eye look you've seen in movies. Your skin looks different, too. @@.yellow;"It looks great,"@@ you say insincerely. She seems to believe you, though. @@.hotpink;"Say cheese!"@@ She snaps a picture of you with her phone. @@.hotpink;"For class,"@@ she explains, @@.hotpink;"to prove I did the work."@@ You aren't happy about having your picture taken with you looking like this, but you don't know what you could say about it. You thank her, say goodbye and then go back to your bike and head home. You relax until the evening. You'd meant to wash the makeup off, but you forgot about it by the time you got home. [[Sunday night.|W2Sun][$control.location to "Day end"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Coffee shop ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Coffee shop">>You head inside the coffee shop. <<routes>><<job "store">>There's a hipster sitting in the corner staring mournfully into a mug. A few other patrons fill some seats. You walk up to the counter to order. A blonde-haired barista in a backwards cap, tank top and yoga pants greets you. <<if $fem gte 250>>You're kind of impressed by how she can look so hot and so casual all at once. I wonder if I could pull off that sort of look. Not that you want to look like a hot girl, or anything. You just figure, if you have to be mistaken for an attractive chick then this seems like as good a style as any.<<else>>I'm in love, you think, smitten by her casual and down to earth look.<</if>> @@.hotpink;"Did you want anything?"@@ @@.yellow;"Um,"@@ you mumble, your tongue momentarily tied. @@.yellow;"What do you recommend?"@@ She lights up. @@.hotpink;"I just messed with this caramel and toffee drink that tasted bomb,"@@ she says conspiratorially. @@.hotpink;"Want to try it?"@@ @@.yellow;"Sure,"@@ you tell her. [[Continue.|W2Sun][$control.location to "Coffee shop 2"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">>A voice calls out your name. @@.dante;"$name!"@@ Dante catches your attention from where he sits in the corner. He waves happily at you, drawing the attention of everyone other patron in the shop. He doesn't stop until you cross over to him. @@.dante;"It's great to see you out of the restaurant,"@@ he says. You nod awkwardly. @@.yellow;"Yeah, you too."@@ He smiles shyly. @@.dante;"Are you meeting anyone here?"@@ Before you can think about it you answer honestly. @@.yellow;"No, I'm by myself."@@ He looks delighted. @@.dante;"Let me get your coffee, let's hang out."@@ Before you can protest he's ordered you an americano. Looks like you have to [[take a seat.|W2Sun][$control.location to "Coffee shop 2"]]<</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Coffee shop 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Coffee shop 2">><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">><<routes>><<job "store">><<AddBreath_Weak "sugar">><<AddFem 2>>The barista talks while she makes your drink. @@.hotpink;"I love your look, by the way. Super chill."@@ @@.yellow;"Thanks,"@@ you say awkwardly. Comments like that still make you feel self-conscious. You've haven't gotten used to people remarking on your chick clothes. @@.hotpink;"Here you go,@@ she hands you a mug. @@.hotpink;"How is it?"@@ You sip it. @@.yellow;"Wow,"@@ you say sincerely. @@.yellow;"That's really good."@@ She blows on her fingers and then wipes the tips across her sleeve. @@.hotpink;"I know, I know,"@@ she says jokingly. @@.hotpink;"I'm kickass."@@ She crosses her arms. @@.hotpink;"Tell everyone you know. We need more customers if we're going to compete with the bikini barista down the road."@@ She claps her hands. @@.hotpink;"Oh, wait there!"@@ She disappears into a back room. [[Wait there.|W2Sun][$control.location to "Coffee shop 3"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">><<AddFem 2>>Dante might be overly fond of you, but at least his favorite subject to talk about is the same as yours. @@.dante;"Are you excited about the Astoria documentary? I can't wait."@@ <<if $tracking.blowjob>><<AddFem 2>>The thought of the documentary will be forever tainted by what you and Jake did the other night. You blush and mumble, @@.yellow;"Yeah, it looks great."@@<<else>>@@.yellow;"It's going to be@@<<if $fem gte 260>><<AddFem 2>>@@.yellow; so@@<</if>>@@.yellow; good,"@@ you <<if $fem gte 120>>gush<<else>>say<</if>>. <</if>>He smiles at you. @@.dante;"I'm glad you feel the same way!"@@ He touches your hand. You freeze and <<if $fem gte 260>><<AddFem 2>>don't know what to do, so you stay still.<<else>>jerk your hand away in surprise. Dante seems to tell that he caught you off guard, so he hurriedly speaks before you can say anything else.<</if>> @@.dante;"I hear they're going to the show the inspiration for the fifth princess idea,"@@ he clears his throat and looks self-conscious. What he said legitimately caught you off guard, though. @@.yellow;"Won't that spoil who she is in the books?"@@ You protest. Your americano arrives, and you sip it as [[you and Dante keep talking.|W2Sun][$control.location to "Coffee shop 3"]]<</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Coffee shop 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Coffee shop 3">><<routes>><<job "store">>The barista comes back with a scone. @@.hotpink;"Sorry that you're my guinea pig today, but try this."@@ You take a bite. @@.yellow;"Fuck"@@ you mutter, @@.yellow;"that's really good, too."@@ You blush, realizing you'd cursed. @@.yellow;"Sorry,"@@ you cover your mouth. @@.hotpink;"No worries,"@@ she chuckles. @@.hotpink;"I say "fuck" a lot, promise."@@ She gives you another conspiratorial look. @@.hotpink;"Enjoy the drink."@@ You take a seat near the register, and take your time with the scone and drink. When you're done you say goodbye to the barista and then head home. You relax until the evening.<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">>You get so caught up in the conversation with Dante that you lose track of what's going on. The two of you argue over theories, debate opinions and rant agreeably on who the worst character is. Dante might be the town pervert, but he's very knowledgeable about Astoria. Eventually, you look at the time and realize you've spent the better part of the day drinking coffee and chatting with him. @@.yellow;"I should get going,"@@ you tell him as you stand up. @@.yellow;"I've got work tomorrow. Thanks for the coffee!"@@ He seems bummed out. @@.dante;"Oh, okay."@@ He perks up. @@.dante;"I'll stop by this week. See you for lunch."@@ You wave goodbye and head outside to get your bike and go home.<</routes>> [[Sunday night.|W2Sun][$control.location to "Day end"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Vegging out ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Vegging out">>You waste the day away browsing Peddit. [[Sunday night.|W2Sun][$control.location to "Day end"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Day end ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Day end">>You do your usual nightly routine before getting ready for bed. <<PillOptions "Week start" "night">><</daypassage>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>>[[W3T]] ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">><<set $temp.switch1 to either(false,false,false,false,true)>>You wake up and with a sigh go about your morning routine. It's weird, how easily you've gotten used to eating breakfast while waiting for the eWardrobe to load up a bra, panties, and other girl clothing. If two weeks ago you'd known this would happen you would have told the cab to turn around and take you home, liberal art school be damned. But you've hung on this long. The notary will be gone at the end of the week, your guy clothes are ready and waiting, things have almost aligned to let you go back to being Danny. You just need to make it a little longer. [[You've made some friends. It hasn't been all bad.|W3M][$control.location to "Morning"; $fem += 2]] [[You can't wait to be a guy again.|W3M][$control.location to "Morning"]] [[Some parts have been fun. Not everything, but some.|W3M][$control.location to "Morning"; $fem += 4]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">>It's time for you to get ready for work. You summon up your options on the screen. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning 2">>Satisfied with your appearance, or as much as you really could be anyway, you eat some breakfast and then [[head to work.|W3M][$control.location to "Morning 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning 3">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<routes>> ║ │ <<job "store">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work store">> ║ │ <<job "res">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work res">> ║ │ <</routes>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>You've become used to the bike ride, too. You're a little embarrassed to admit that the sensation of soft, female underwear caressing your dick might be one of your new favorite things. The movements of pedaling are great for experiencing that. You'd heard that real girls get turned on riding motorcycles; apparenly fake girls get turned on riding bicycles. You leave the cottage behind, but as soon as you get to the main road into the town's center your progress is halted. A construction crew is working on the road, stopping all vehicles until a worker holding up a stop sign waves them onward. You wait for him to wave you forward. When he turns to you, <<outfitlist>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "work_resold" "work_resnew">><<AddFem 2>>you can feel his gaze linger on your body. His head turns to follow you as you pedal past him.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "work_storeold">><<AddFem 4>>his eyes caress the outline of your figure. His head turns to follow you as you pedal past him, a wistful smile on his face.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "work_storenew">><<AddFem 4>>his eyes caress the bare skin of your midriff. His head turns to follow you as you pedal past him, a rueful smile on his face.<</outfitlist>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>> Do all adult men have to check out teenage girls? This is fucking ridiculous. You don't even notice that you just referenced yourself as a teen girl. [[Continue on to work.|W3M][$control.location to _passagelink]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store">><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">>When you get to the store Justine is there with a drink and one raised eyebrow. @@.justine;"Let's talk about Saturday again,"@@ she says as she hands you the coffee. Your heart sinks. You know she means what happened at the Sails' bar. But what do you do? The truth is you played along so that the officer wouldn't see your face and recognize you. And the reason you don't want that is because he'll want to see your ID, and then everyone will know you're a guy. @@.yellow;"Actually,"@@ you say aloud, a sudden burst of inspiration striking you, @@.yellow;"I only did it to stop us from being arrested."@@ The words stumble from your mouth as quickly as they occur to you, and as you speak you wish you'd thought of all of this sooner. @@.yellow;"I was worried about what would happen if the cop saw Lyle's stash and we were there. I mean, I assume you have texts about trying to buy an illegal prescription. Lyle told me to help cover for him or we'd all be arrested."@@ At least now she won't think I wanted any of that. Justine's lips are stuck in the shape of an 'o' for a few moments before she speaks. @@.justine;"So you did all of that for us?"@@ You nod. @@.justine;"Then you don't actually like him?"@@ You shake your head. @@.justine;"Oh, $name!"@@ [[She reaches forward and hugs you.|W3M][$control.location to "Work store 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 2">><<AddFem 2>>You weren't expecting the sudden display of physical affection and you almost spill your coffee when Justine latches onto you.<<if $breastsize gte 4>> Even through your bra's thick material you feel her breasts collide with your chest. The sensation sends a jolt to your nipples, making you shiver.<</if>> @@.justine;"You're so sweet, $name."@@ She wrinkles her noise and gives you a teasing look. @@.justine;"But you did look kind of into it, just so you know. You're a good actress! I should call you Juliet from now on!"@@ It doesn't feel good to hear that you looked into it, but at least she won't be bringing it up anymore. You head in to the store and [[begin another quiet day of work.|W3M][$control.location to "Work store 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 3">>Your shift is pretty routine, just like the morning had been. You idly browse the internet on your phone to pass time. A customer brings up an energy drink for you to ring up at the register. <<outfitlist>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "work_storeold">>He gives you a small smile as you ring him up.<<if $fem gte 260>> You're sure that behind it is a dirty mind that's probably picturing something sickening, starring you, of course.<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "work_storenew">>He looks at you with frank interest as you ring him up.<<if $fem gte 260>> You can feel practically read and his mind about the dirty stuff he's picturing, with you as the star.<</if>><</outfitlist>> Flustered by his gaze you rush through the transaction. He leaves, and mercifully your shift is over. You leave the store and get on your bike to start the ride home. It's only when you get near the cottage that you notice that there's still construction work being done on your usual route home. You didn't like the creepy look you received earlier this morning. Will you take the longer way back that avoids the construction, or will you just deal with it and hope that it's different this time? [[Take the quick way home. It's just a look, even if it is annoying.|W3M][$control.location to "Intersection"; $fem += 2]] [[Take the long way home.|W3M][$control.location to "Lost"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res">>When you get to the restaurant you're surprised to see there's far more employees scheduled than usual. @@.alice;"There you are, $name,"@@ Alice waves to you as soon as you open the door. @@.alice;"Clock in and go help with unloading boxes in the back."@@ You nod and skirt past her. You don't quite seem to be on her shit list anymore, which is good. You move past people people tape measuring the foor to the ceiling while another person snaps photos of the windows. You don't see Destiny anywhere, but Arthur smiles at you from the kitchen. It's busy in there, too. The cooks are all huddled together talking animatedly, and you spot countless ingredients all around them, some partially used. @@.yellow;"What's going on,"@@ you ask Arthur, gesturing to the commotion. @@.arthur;"I keep forgettin' you're not from around here,"@@ he drawls. @@.arthur;"Bobby Baker's older brother is back in town. His parents are throwin' a huge welcome home party at the restaurant on Saturday."@@ You look around at all of the people scurrying back and forth. @@.yellow;"He must be a big deal,"@@ [[you observe.|W3M][$control.location to "Work res 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 2">>Arthur snorts. @@.arthur;"Who, Kurt? Nah, he's a dolt. The Baker family is loaded and always does flashy stuff like this."@@ He frowns. @@.arthur;"I don't know why it's happenin' here, though."@@ Before you can ask what he means by that you hear Alice shouting from the lobby for you. You wave bye to Arthur and scurry outside to assist with unloading boxes, like you'd been ordered to. You help a busboy lift heavy boxes of silverware off the back of a van. You struggle to move any of the heavier boxes unless the busboy helps you. He gets irritated about having to help you move boxes he could move on his own, so he tells you to just focus on the smaller, less heavy boxes. He apologizes for snaping at you a few minutes later, teling you he knows that girls aren't as strong as guys and he shouldn't have gotten annoyed. Even though it's just a drop in the bucket compared to everything else you've been through, you still find it humiliating to be told that it's okay that you're a weak girl. I'm a man, damn it! The boxes were really heavy, though. You keep unloading small boxes until [[a familiar convertible pulls into the parking lot.|W3M][$control.location to "Work res 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 3">>@@.yellow;"Hi Destiny,"@@ you wave hello as she gets out of her car. First she sets one long leg down onto the pavement, then another. Her smooth skin is as tanned as ever, and the black dress she's wearing might end at the knee but it clings to the contours of her body in a way that shows she has the body of a supermodel. @@.destiny;"Hey $name,"@@ she smiles, @@.destiny;"I've been visiting flower shops all morning. Would you believe that all the violets in town look half-dead? I couldn't find a fresh bouquet anywhere!"@@ @@.yellow;"Were you looking at flowers for the party?"@@ She nods. @@.yellow;"Wow, Alice is really going all out for this."@@ @@.destiny;"Well, I think everyone is half-expecting it be called off, but Alice doesn't want the reason why to be her fault."@@ She sees your confused look. @@.destiny;"Tom Baker and Harry, um, well they don't get along."@@ @@.yellow;"Is that Kurt and Bobby's dad?"@@ @@.destiny;"Yeah,"@@ she says, @@.destiny;"Tom and Harry have a rocky relationship. So it's kind of weird that the Bakers asked one of Harry's businesses to host Kurt's welcome home party."@@ [[She shrugs and goes inside.|W3M][$control.location to "Work res 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 4">>The rest of your shift is spent assisting with the party preparations, right up until the restaurant started seeing customers. After that things felt more like business as usual, athough there were still extra cooks in the kitchen working on entrees for the party. After your shift ends you get on your bike. When you get near the cottage you notice that there's still construction work being done on your usual route home. You didn't like the creepy look you received earlier this morning. Will you take the longer way back that avoids the construction, or will you just deal with it and hope that it's different this time? [[Take the quick way home. It's just a look, even if it is annoying.|W3M][$control.location to "Intersection"; $fem += 2]] [[Take the long way home.|W3M][$control.location to "Lost"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Intersection ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Intersection">>You've dealt with worse in the last two weeks than a lingering look. You'd rather get to the cottage as quickly as possible. When you get to the construction workers you notice that it's a different crew from the ones there in the morning. Nobody pays you any mind and you're able to bike on through without even having to pause. @@.yellow;"Why did I even worry about that,"@@ you ask yourself. You get to the cottage with [[plenty of time to relax and hang out.|W3M][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lost ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lost">>You go off down a side-street. You don't actually know that you can get to the cottage this way, but you assume that it will work out. Streets in the city back home were all laid out in a very straight-forward grid fashion, so you learned at an early age how to follow directions and you're now quite confident in your ability to navigate. An hour later you kick your bike and say, @@.yellow;"Fuck whoever designed this stupid town."@@ It isn't your fault that nothing goes in the right direction! You'd tried to turn back around but you hadn't been able to recognize which side street you had come in from. Frustrated and tired, you spot an old flatbed pick-up truck headed toward you. [[Flag it down and ask for directions.|W3M][$control.location to "Directions"]] [[Ignore it.|W3M][$control.location to "Lost 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lost 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lost 2">>You wander around for hours, sometimes walking alongside the bicycle and sometimes riding it. Eventually, you find your way back to the cottage. It's nightfall when you get there, and you're too tired to do anything else but get ready for bed. <<PillOptions "W3T" "night">><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Directions ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Directions">><<AddFem 2>>You wave your arms and the truck slows down and pulls over. An older man in the cab peers out at you. He's wearing a ball cap, a wifebeater and jeans. He has a large beer gut, a square head and no chin. @@.otherblue;"Hi there."@@ Something about the way he speaks unsettles you. After a moment you realize why; he doesn't blink. That's creepy. @@.yellow;"Do you know how to get to,"@@ you pause, not wanting to give him any personal information about yourself, @@.yellow;"Main Street?"@@ It's out of your way, but you can get home from there and at least he won't know where you live. @@.otherblue;"I'm headed there now, gorgeous. Hop in and I'll take you there."@@ Obviously you aren't really a girl, so you of course aren't scared or anything. But this type of situation seems like something out of a textbook. Textbooks about crime. Or murder. [[Tell him no thanks, you'll figure it out for yourself.|W3M][$control.location to "Lost 2"]]<<if $fem lt 280>> [[It'll be fine. You're a guy, after all.|W3M][$control.location to "Directions 2"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Directions 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Directions 2">><<AddFem 4>>Maybe it's because you're tired and frustrated, or maybe you're just feeling optimistic. Either way, you put your bike in the back and then slide into the truck. @@.otherblue;"So,"@@ the man says as the truck starts moving, @@.otherblue;"what's a @@<<outfitlist>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "work_resold" "work_storeold">>@@.otherblue;pretty@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "work_resnew" "work_storenew">><<AddFem 2>>@@.otherblue;sexy@@<</outfitlist>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.otherblue; thing like you doing out here?"@@ The comment <<if $fem gte 270>>is weird, but you've heard worse.<<else>>makes you uncomfortable, and you wonder if this was a bad decision.<</if>> Guys will be guys, you think glumly. @@.yellow;"Um,"@@ you say, @@.yellow;"I just got lost riding around."@@ He smiles. @@.otherblue;"In that outfit? Let me guess, you a new girl at The Assembly Line?"@@ You don't know what "The Assembly Line" is but you think he's misjudging you, and not in a good way. @@.yellow;"Oh look, I know where we are,"@@ you say as he pauses the truck behind three other cars at a stop sign. @@.yellow;"Thanks for the ride!"@@ [[You hop out of the vehicle.|W3M][$control.location to "Directions 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Directions 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Directions 3">>You rush out of the truck before he can stop you. You're worried he may try to take off with your bike, but he can't go anywhere with so many cars in front of him. You haul your bike out of the back and then pedal away, trying to put some distance between you and the man's truck. What a creep. You do actually know where you are, so hopping out of the truck was the right call even if the man wasn't a weirdo. It takes another twenty minutes, but you get to the cottage eventually. It's nightfall when you get there, and you're too tired to do anything else but get ready for bed. <<PillOptions "W3T" "night">><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home">><<AddKiss "Jake">>Or so you'd hoped. You hadn't counted on Jake being there. <<if $tracking.blowjob>>@@.jake;"Hey babe,"@@ he says as you dismount off of your bike. He leans forward and catches you unawares with a deep kiss.<<else>>@@.jake;"Hey there,"@@ he says as you dismount off of your bike. He leans forward and surprises you with a brief kiss on the lips. <</if>>You jerk away from the unexpected contact. <<if $fem gte 260>>Jake might have a kind side to him, and he certainly wasn't a complete asshole, but that didn't mean you'd forgotten about the shit with the cops, and the lies, and<<else>>This guy had manipulated you into going on a date with him, lying to cops and<</if>> <<if $tracking.blowjob>>giving him a blowjob! Well, that part wasn't all his fault, you have to admit. But still!<<else>>that he tried to put his dick in your mouth! I probably would have, too, if I were in that position, you're forced to admit. But still!<</if>> He seems surprised by your reaction. @@.jake;"Okay,"@@ he says, clearly irritated. @@.jake;"I have to go, but I'll text you later."@@ He moodily gets into his car [[and drives off.|W3M][$control.location to "Home 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home 2">>You decide to relax a little. You have enough time that you could masturbate, if you wanted to. [[Not tonight.|W3M][$control.location to "Home 3"]] [[Fuck. Yes.|W3M][$control.location to "Porn"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home 3">>You relax for a while, before getting ready for bed. <<PillOptions "W3T" "night">><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn">><<AddFem 2>>You put on Nutflex and play the top rated video of the day. A milf gets spit roasted by two younger guys while an actress pretending to be her daughter watches from the closet and masturbates. It's surprisingly convoluted for a porno, with multiple camera angles and lots of monologuing by the daughter. You still jerk off to it, though. After you're done you make dinner and take care of your other evening business before heading to bed. <<PillOptions "W3T" "night">><</daypassage>>

The conditions your parents had: 1) You have to go to school when summer ends. You've been accepted into a naval academy that you absolutely do not want to go to. The naval academy has a summer entrance program. If you don't have a job within 1.5 weeks of arriving you have to leave for the program. 2) You have also been accepted to a liberal school on the coast. If you save up $3,000 by the end of summer your parents have agreed that you can go to the liberal school. 3) If you get fired, or quit a job (it's okay to quit to take a better offer) then you have to go to the naval academy. You honestly don't mind the stipulations. Rather than fight the rules you see a real chance at achieving independence, going to your dream school and having your parents' continued support. It's a fantastic opportunity. Plus, you get three months in a new place with no parents? Maybe you'll finally get laid! [[Arrive at the cottage.|Week start]]

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>>[[W3W]] ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">>You get up and do your usual routine before heading to work. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Ready">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>> <<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Ready ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Ready">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<routes>> ║ │ <<job "store">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work store">> ║ │ <<job "res">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work res">> ║ │ <</routes>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>You leave the cottage. The constructions seems to be winding down, although some workers are there. This time the person waving cars through is a woman, and what was a cringy encounter yesterday becomes an insignificant interaction today. [[You get to work.|W3T][$control.location to _passagelink]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store">><<AddFem 2>>Similarly to last Tuesday, Justine isn't there when you get to work. It's one of those rare days where you're working with Hillary, though. You've come to enjoy her company. @@.hillary;"$name,"@@ she greets you, <<outfitlist>><<outfit "work_storenew">>@@.hillary;"I see you're looking, um, pretty,"@@ she struggles to hide her dislike for your outfit.<<outfit "work_storeold">>@@.hillary;"I see you're as pretty as ever,"@@ she beams at you as she counts the money in the register.<</outfitlist>> <<if $fem gte 230>>@@.yellow;"Thank you."@@<<outfitlist>><<outfit "work_storenew">> You know she didn't quite mean it as a compliment, but you aren't sure what else to say.<</outfitlist>><<else>>@@.yellow;"Thank you?"@@ You still aren't used to comments about being "pretty," and you don't think you will ever be.<<outfitlist>><<outfit "work_storenew">> Plus you don't think she meant it as a compliment.<</outfitlist>><</if>> Hillary asks for your help with some spreadsheets, and you end up spending most of the day doing her computer work for her because she's so slow with it. You actually enjoy this type of work, and your whole shift passes pretty quickly. Once it's over [[you head home.|W3T][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res">>The restaurant is in the same state of chaos as it was yesterday. Today there's even more people; contractors and planners seem to be everywhere. You're a bit relieved when Alice directs you to go <<if $temp.switch1>>dash wishes<<else>>wash dishes<</if>> all morning. There's a steady stream of dirty <<if $temp.switch1>>wishes<<else>>dishes<</if>> from the various courses that the cooks are testing, but even though it's busy you're grateful that you aren't embarassing yourself again with heavy lifting. Being so close to the kitchen, you're forced to suffer through amazing smell after amazing smell. The food for this party will be fantastic. Once the restaurant opens you go about your usual duties for a while. When the post-lunch lull starts you're caught up enough on work that you decide to go chat with Destiny. She isn't at the hostess stand, however. A moment later you spot a guy slink into the restaurant. Instead of waiting to be seated he drifts down to a booth in the corner and sits down. He's wearing sunglasses and a ball cap pulled low. He has on shorts and a red t-shirt, and as soon as sits down he grabs the happy hour menu, now totally blocking you from even seeing his face. <<ShowImage "c-kurt-intro" 610>> Sometimes you seat people to help out. You grab the lunch menu and head on over to him. [[Greet him.|W3T][$control.location to "Meet Kurt"; $temp.switch1 to false]] [[Tell him that next time he needs to wait to be seated.|W3T][$control.location to "Meet Kurt"; $temp.switch1 to true]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Meet Kurt ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Meet Kurt">><<if $temp.switch1>>@@.yellow;"Next time, wait to be seated,"@@ you drop the menu in front of the stranger. @@.kurt;"Sorry,"@@ he says smoothly<<else>><<AddFem 2>>@@.yellow;"How are you doing today,"@@ you place the menu in front of the stranger. @@.kurt;"Alright,"@@ he says easily<</if>>, looking at you from over the top of his sunglasses. @@.kurt;"Are you new around here?"@@ Now that you're closer you can see that he has green eyes, black hair, and a strong jaw. <<if $temp.switch1>>@@.yellow;"A little,"@@ you reply, turning away to leave him alone for a little too long before telling<<else>>@@.yellow;"Sort of,"@@ you reply, turning away to go tell<</if>> Arthur that there was someone in his section. The stranger speaks before you can even make a pace away. @@.kurt;"I'm ready to order, actually."@@ <<if $temp.switch1>>@@.yellow;"Your server will be right with-"@@<<else>>@@.yellow;"They don't usually-"@@<</if>> Before you can finish the sentence he interrupts you. @@.kurt;"I'll take the house ginger ale and a bread plate."@@ <<if $temp.switch1>>Gritting your teeth, you leave and<<else>>You nod and leave to<</if>> [[go put his order in.|W3T][$control.location to "Meet Kurt 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Meet Kurt 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Meet Kurt 2">>A little while later you spot Destiny. @@.destiny;"Hey,"@@ she says cheerfully. <<if $temp.switch1>>@@.yellow;"Hey, some guy sat down without even asking-"@@<<else>>@@.yellow;"Oh, someone took the corner booth instead of waiting and-"@@<</if>> Once again you're interrupted. @@.kurt;"Destiny, good to see you."@@ The stranger puts his arm around Destiny's waist and pulls her in for a hug. @@.destiny;"Kurt!"@@ She hugs him back with both arms. @@.destiny;"I thought you weren't back until this weekend!"@@ @@.kurt;"You know mom and dad,"@@ he says, disentangling himself from your coworker, @@.kurt;"it doesn't count unless there's a big party. Mom wanted me to stay inside for four days so that people wouldn't realize I was back. She was worried it would ruin the celebration."@@ His eyes dart to you and he smiles larger. @@.kurt;"Who's your friend?"@@ @@.destiny;"Kurt, meet $name."@@ She turns to you. @@.destiny;"$name, this is Kurt."@@ He reaches forward and [[awkwardly shakes your hand.|W3T][$control.location to "Meet Kurt 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Meet Kurt 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Meet Kurt 3">>Alice calls for Destiny, who promptly runs into the manager's office. You're left alone with Kurt, who doesn't even seem to care about his bread plate or his table. @@.kurt;"It's nice to meet you, $name."@@ @@.yellow;"You too,"@@ you murmur. You turn to go into the kitchen but hear Kurt's heavy steps behind you. When you look back he smiles sheepishly. @@.yellow;"Did you need something?"@@ He hesitates. @@.kurt;"Well, none of my friends know I'm back yet. I'm feeling kind of lonely. Would you want to eat lunch with me?"@@ @@.yellow;"Um,"@@ you stammer, @@.yellow;"I'm on the clock right now, I shouldn't-"@@ He swiftly interjects. @@.kurt;"Come on, this place is throwing me a freakin' party in a few days. You're saying Alice won't let me talk to one employee for twenty minutes?"@@ Alice does like it when the staff sucks up to rich customers. Kurt Baker's family was loaded... plus, hanging out with him would get you out of work for a while. [[Say yes.|W3T][$control.location to "Meet Kurt 4"; $temp.switch3 to true]] [[Say no.|W3T][$control.location to "Meet Kurt 4"; $temp.switch3 to false]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Meet Kurt 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Meet Kurt 4">><<if $temp.switch3>><<AddFem 2>>@@.yellow;"Sure,"@@ you tell him. He looks delighted. He spends a half hour later telling you about college and how he's studying political science. You do like hearing about how fun college is. It reminds you of why you're doing all of this. @@.kurt;"It was nice to meet you, $name."@@ Kurt says, smiling. His lunch is over and it's almost time for you to get back to work.<<else>>@@.yellow;"I shouldn't,"@@ you tell him. He looks disappointed but nods his acceptance. A half hour later he approaches you again. @@.kurt;"It was nice to meet you, $name."@@ He smiles.<</if>> @@.kurt;"Will I see you at the party on Saturday night?"@@ You actually aren't sure. You don't usually work Saturdays but the restaurant seems to be asking everyone to take on more hours than normal this week. @@.yellow;"I don't know,"@@ you tell him.<<if $temp.switch3>>@@.yellow;"I suppose I might be working here that night."@@<<else>>@@.yellow;"If I'm working then yeah."@@<</if>> He seems surprised, like he hadn't considered that. @@.kurt;"Oh, that makes sense."@@ He speaks again, a tad hopefully. @@.kurt;"If you aren't working then you should come by anyway. Maybe as my guest."@@ <<if $temp.switch3>>@@.yellow;"Maybe,"@@ you say quietly.<<elseif $temp.switch1>>@@.yellow;"Hmm,"@@ you reply back.<<else>>@@.yellow;"Maybe,"@@ you say neutrally.<</if>> Kurt leaves and the rest of your shift passes quickly. Once it's over [[you get on your bike and head home.|W3T][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home">><<if $flag.activitysignup>><<if $temp.switch2>>You're just walking into the front door when you see a text from Jake. You aren't sure when you gave him your number, but he seems to have it. Is everything okay? Yeah, you text back. He replies immediately. Things felt weird yesterday. A moment later he sends another one. Is this about <<if $tracking.blowjob>>what happened on our date?<<else>>what Lorna's been telling people? Oh god. That gossip Lorna must be spreading rumors about you.<</if>> You have no idea what to say. I don't want to talk about it, you finally text back. Your phone buzzes just a second later. Let's hang out tomorrow and talk.<<else>> You're just walking into the front door when you see a text from Jake. You aren't sure when you gave him your number, but he seems to have it. Hey, I wanted to talk to you yesterday but you weren't home. Want to go out tomorrow night?<</if>> You aren't sure what to do. If you say yes he might think things are going somewhere. But if you say no who knows what he'll tell people about you? He may not know you're a guy, but he has some leverage on you from <<if $tracking.blowjob>>the blowjob. He could tell everyone.<<else>>people thinking you gave him a blowjob. <<if $temp.switch2>>He could lie and confirm Lorna's<<else>>If that Lorna woman is gossiping about you then he could lie and confirm her<</if>> story.<</if>><<else>><<if $temp.switch2>>When you get there you see Jake, waiting for you and frowning. @@.jake;"Hey,"@@ he greets you. @@.jake;"Things felt weird yesterday, I want to talk."@@ You aren't sure how to respond. <<if $tracking.blowjob>>@@.jake;"Is this about the blowjob?"@@<<else>>@@.jake;"Is it because of what Lorna's been telling people?"@@ Oh god. That gossip Lorna must be spreading rumors about you.<</if>> You have no idea what to say. @@.yellow;"Um,"@@ you stammer. He looks crestfallen. @@.jake;"Or is that you just don't like me?"@@ When you don't say anything he sighs. @@.jake;"I know we didn't get off to a great start, but I had fun with you the other day. Let's hang out tomorrow night, and see where things go? We don't have to do anything sexual."@@<<else>>When you get there you see Jake, waiting for you and smiling. @@.jake;"Hey,"@@ he greets you with a kiss to the lips, catching you off-guard. @@.jake;"I tried to swing by yesterday, but you weren't home."@@ His hands are on your waist, and when he looks at you he smiles. @@.jake;"I can't stay long, but wanna hang out tomorrow?"@@<</if>> You aren't sure what to say. If you turn him down he might <<if $tracking.blowjob>>tell people about the blowjob.<<else>>spread <<if $temp.switch2>>Lorna's<<else>>that Lorna woman's<</if>> rumor about you<</if>>. But if you say yes then you're signing up for yet another date with a guy. Although the promise of no sexual contact makes you feel better.<</if>> [[Fuck what he says. You aren't going on another date with a guy ever again. Not a chance.|W3T][$control.location to "Home 2"]] [[You can't risk pissing him off. Agree to hang out.|W3T][$control.location to "Home 2"; $route.jake to true]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home 2">><<if $route.jake>><<AddFem 4>><<if $flag.activitysignup>>He replies five minutes later with, Great, see you then. It seems that now that he isn't desperate he's going to take longer to text.<<else>>@@.jake;"Great,"@@ he says enthusiastically. @@.jake;"I promise that it'll be something nice."@@ He gets in his car and leaves.<</if>> You aren't sure if agreeing to see him was a good decision. @@.yellow;"Well,"@@ you muse aloud, @@.yellow;"I can still just end it all in person."@@ <<else>><<if $flag.activitysignup>>You shakily text that you aren't feeling well and you'll let him know when you want to hang out again. He replies fifteen minutes later with, fine.<<else>>You mumble that you aren't feeling well and you'll let him know when you want to hang out again. His face drops and he swallows, then nods. @@.jake;"Okay. Sure,"@@ he says quietly, before getting in his car and leaving.<</if>> You aren't sure if pissing him off was a good decision. @@.yellow;"Well,"@@ you muse aloud, @@.yellow;"I guess we'll see."@@<</if>> You relax for the rest of the night before getting ready for bed. <<PillOptions "W3W" "night">><</daypassage>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>>[[W3R]] ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">>You wake up to bright sunshine and <<if $route.jake>>a sense of foreboding. You've got your date tonight with Jake, and you aren't looking forward to it.<<elseif $fem gte 200>>a pang of guilt. You wonder if you did the right think with Jake.<<else>>a weight off of your shoulders. You're glad you cut things off with Jake.<</if>> Anyway, you need to get up and get ready for work. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">>This morning there are no construction vehicles in sight. You enjoy your usual, uneventful bike ride to work. <<routes>><<job "store">>[[You get to the store.|W3W][$control.location to "Work store"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">>[[You get to the restaurant.|W3W][$control.location to "Work res"]]<</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store">><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">>Justine has a latte waiting for you when you get to work. @@.yellow;"I never knew coffee could taste so good until I met you,"@@ you tell her. She waves her hand over her face in mock humility. @@.justine;"I'm just a simple girl with a talent for grinding beans."@@ Her mouth cant resisting forming the wild smile you've grown accustomed to. @@.justine;"And a talent for flicking bean, if you know what I mean."@@ You nod, but don't actually get the reference. Later on a short hunt on the sploogle search engine took you to Suburban Thesaurus, where you learned what it meant when a girl "flicks her bean." You spend an hour, at least, daydreaming of Justine doing such a thing. Every so often <<if $route.jake>><<AddFem 2>>your mind wanders and you find yourself thinking about your evening plans with Jake. Why did you agree to keep seeing him? Just to avoid blackmail? I'm a smart guy, damn it. I should be able to figure a way out of this without dating any dudes.<<else>>your mind wanders and you find yourself thinking about Jake. You have a nagging feeling that this might blow up in your face, but then you remember that he pretty much confessed to you that he broke into the town museum. He can't blackmail me if I know that. You feel a little better.<</if>> Right before your shift ends Justine asks if you were paid at midnight. You check your phone and tell her that no, you weren't. She says no one was paid, but doesn't seem concerned, so you aren't either. With work done [[you head home.|W3W][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res">>Destiny waves when you enter the restaurant. You skirt past the various laborers, who are busy filling the backroom's spare space with many heavy boxes. @@.destiny;"Hey,"@@ Destiny greets you. @@.destiny;"Alice told me to tell everyone that a system's glitch caused no one to be paid last night. She said it should be cleared up today or tomorrow."@@ Truthfully, you hadn't even noticed. I guess I'm just not used to looking at my bank account. @@.yellow;"Thanks for letting me know,"@@ you say brightly. She nods. @@.destiny;"Do you mind being on dishes again? Jared called out sick."@@ Fucking Jared. @@.yellow;"Nah, I don't mind."@@ You clock in and then head to the kitchen to work. Elbows deep in suds, <<if $route.jake>><<AddFem 2>>your mind wanders and you find yourself thinking about your evening plans with Jake. Why did you agree to keep seeing him? Just to avoid blackmail? I'm a smart guy, damn it. I should be able to figure a way out of this without dating any dudes.<<else>>your mind wanders and you find yourself thinking about Jake. You have a nagging feeling that this might blow up in your face, but then you remember that he pretty much confessed to you that he broke into the town museum. He can't blackmail me if I know that. You feel a little better.<</if>> Once work is done [[you head home.|W3W][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home">><<if $route.jake>><<if $fem gte 200>>As soon as you get home you start getting ready for your date.<<else>>Unfortunately, once you get home you don't have time to do anything except get ready for the date with Jake.<</if>> But what should you wear? Something casual? Or maybe something nicer? And then there's the makeup too. Why is being a girl such a pain in the ass?<<else>>You decide to do your favorite activity, the only one that's been better since being trapped in girl clothes; masturbate. First, you need to change your clothes. You pull up the casual category and the familiar options appear.<</if>> <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Home 2">><<if $route.jake>><<set$eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "party", "makeup"]>><<else>><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual"]>><</if>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home 2">><<if $route.jake>>You check your appearance. <<if $fem gte 220>>I mean, I'm obviously never going to like looking like a girl, but this could be worse.<<else>>I will never get used to looking like this.<</if>> There's a knock at the door. When you open it Jake is there, a picnic basket in his hand. He's wearing a black t-shirt and blue jeans. @@.jake;"Hey,"@@ he beams, @@.jake;"You look great."@@ In his hands is a laundry basket with a blanket covering the top. @@.yellow;"Thanks,"@@ you mumble back. You try to push past him to leave the cottage, but Jake stands in your way. @@.jake;"Actually,"@@ he clears his throat, @@.jake;"I thought we could stay here?"@@ He holds up laundry basket. @@.jake;"I packed a picnic. We can hang out and finish the documentary?"@@ @@.yellow;"Um,"@@ don't really know how to respond. I guess it's not weird to hang out here or anything, it just feels so... you aren't quite sure how to put it it. Maybe intimate? [[Yeah, his request is a bit intimate.|W3W][$control.location to "Date"; $temp.switch1 to true]] [[Nah, that's not it. You're overthinking it, it's fine.|W3W][$control.location to "Date"; $temp.switch1 to false]]<<else>>With that out of the way, you open up your laptop and log in to Nutflex. But what to watch? There are so many good videos uploaded every day that you would need to be glued to your computer in order to see them all. [[Look up whatever is popular.|W3W][$control.location to "Porn popular"; $temp.number1 to 1; $fem += 4]] [[Be adventurous. Check out something kinky.|W3W][$control.location to "Porn kinky"; $temp.number1 to 2; $fem += 6]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date">><<AddFem 2>><<if $temp.switch1>><<AddFem 2>>@@.yellow;"I guess,"@@ you stammer.<<else>>@@.yellow;"Sure,"@@ you mumble.<</if>> Jake walks past you and enters the cottage. You don't have a television or anything, so the best you can do is set up your laptop to watch the documentary on. It's only after you sit down on the couch that you realize that the small screen means you and Jake will be sitting quite close together. Even though you desperately want to see everything Astoria, you sit at the end of the couch just to add some room between you and Jake. It's all for naught, as [[he plops down next to you anyway.|W3W][$control.location to "Date 2"]] He moves the screen so it's easier for both of you to see.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 2">>Jake opens up the picnic basket and pulls out a bottle of wine. @@.jake;"I didn't bring glasses,"@@ he says sheepishly. You're grateful for the chance to get up and put some space between you and him. You head to the kitchen to get glasses for the wine. Should I be drinking, you wonder. It's probably not a good idea to get drunk or anything. Jake looks back at you and smiles. On the other hand, he did say that he'd be nice tonight. And it's not like one glass of wine is going to fuck me up. It'd be nice to cut loose a little. Will you have a drink with Jake, or stay totally sober tonight? [[Bring two glasses back.|W3W][$control.location to "Date 3"; $temp.switch1 to true]] [[Bring one glass back.|W3W][$control.location to "Date 3"; $temp.switch1 to false]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 3">><<if $temp.switch1>><<AddBreath_Medium "wine">><<AddFem 2>>If I'm going to make it through the night then this is practically necessary. He smiles when you return with two glasses. @@.jake;"Here you go."@@ He pours red wine into both glasses and then hands you one. You take it, and when you sit down on the couch he moves slightly closer toward you, his body casually touching yours.<<else>>I shouldn't encourage anything. There's probably going to be an opportunity tonight to say, "Let's just be friends." I need to be able to think straight. He looks disappointed when you bring one glass back. @@.jake;"Don't you want any?"@@ You shake your head no. When you sit down on the couch he moves away slightly, giving you a little breathing room.<</if>> Jake hands you a plastic-wrapped PB&J sandwhich. He even tried to cut the crust off, although he did a poor job of it. You smile at his efforts and tap the Play option on your laptop. The Astoria documentary begins, and despite the setting you get drawn into the movie. A few minutes in Jake casually puts an arm around you. You freeze at the unexpected <<if $fem lt 220>>and unwanted <</if>>physical contact. [[Shrug him off.|W3W][$control.location to "Date 4"; $temp.switch1 to false]] [[Stay still.|W3W][$control.location to "Date 4"; $temp.switch1 to true]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 4">><<if $temp.switch1>><<AddFem 2>>You don't know what to do, so you stay still. Your whole body remains tense. The documentary continues on, and eventually you become a little less aware of Jake's arm around your shoulders. You don't quite relax, but it's not as bad as having his dick coming right for your face. Maybe it's the tension in your body, or the fact that you aren't eating your sandwhich. Either way, Jake finds reason to pause<<else>>You recoil in surprise and discomfort. Your shoulder jerks away from his touch as if it was disgusting. Jake stares at you, his feelings hurt. He slides over about a foot away, his eyes refusing to meet yours. The documentary continues on, but everything is so awkward now that it's hard to concentrate. You aren't very hungry, and your sandwhich goes untouched. As the minutes pass the awkwardness grows worse. It's almost a relief when Jake pauses<</if>> the movie. @@.jake;"Hey,"@@ he says quietly, @@.jake;"I'm not really a guy that worries about what someone thinks. But sometimes I think you like me, and sometimes I think you hate me. Do you want me to just leave?"@@ He quickly holds up a hand to stop you from speaking. @@.jake;"Before you answer, just know that I don't want to stay if things are going to feel icy and weird."@@ He stops speaking and stares at you expectantly. <<if $temp.switch1>>Is this the right opportunity to tell Jake you just want to be friends? If I fuck this up he might blackmail me. Should I just fake it for now and wait for the right time?<<else>>This is an opportunity to tell Jake you just want to be friends. Although, you think, guys keep hitting on me. If Jake agreed not to do anything sexual then this might be worth keeping alive. You clear your throat.<</if>> [[Tell him to stay.|W3W][$control.location to "Date 5"]] [[Tell him you just want to be friends.|W3W][$control.location to "Date 5"; $route.jake to false]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 5">><<if $route.jake is true>><<AddFem 4>>@@.yellow;"No, you're alright,"@@ you stammer. @@.yellow;"I just - I don't, I'm not,"@@ you're so tongue-tied and you have no idea what to say. You cross your arms protectively over your body and shrink into the couch. A look of understanding comes onto Jake's face. @@.jake;"Are you on your period?@@" He misreads your expression of bewilderment for one of embarrassment, because he laughs. @@.jake;"Is that why you've been so weird lately?"@@ @@.yellow;"Um-"@@ @@.jake;"I'm sorry, I'm a clueless jerk."@@ He shakes his head. @@.jake;"You're feeling like shit while I'm whining about feelings."@@ He laughs and rubs at the back of his head. @@.jake;"I don't know what you do to me, $name! I'm not nearly so lame, I swear."@@ He looks you in the eye and smiles. @@.jake;"Come here,"@@ he says as [[he grabs you by the wrist and pulls you onto him.|W3W][$control.location to "Date 6"]] @@.jake;"We don't have to do anything crazy, tonight. Let's just relax and hang out."@@<<else>>@@.yellow;"I'm sorry,"@@ you tell him. @@.yellow;"I think we should just be friends."@@ Jake's expression is unreadable. @@.jake;"Okay,"@@ he says calmly. @@.jake;"I should go. See you, $name."@@ He grabs his picnic basket and the movie, but leaves the food and wine. You watch him go. That didn't go super well, you think. But at least it's over with and you aren't lying to him. With Jake gone, you decide to browse Peddit a little before getting ready for bed. <<PillOptions "W3R" "night">><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 6">><<AddFem 2>>You lose your balance as Jake pulls you toward him and your face ends up crashing down onto his chest. You attempt to twist away from him, turning your head toward the laptop. He shifts his weight, misreading your efforts, so that your head is in his lap. @@.jake;"Just get comfy,"@@ he croons to you, @@.jake;"I'll start the movie."@@ He hits play. I look like a girl cuddling on her boyfriend! The idea makes you want to vomit, but you take solace in the fact that at least he won't be trying to fuck you tonight, and from this angle he can't touch you or put his arm on your shoulders. He does put a hand on your side, the skin of his palm radiating heat. You don't move, trying to stay as still as possible. This position isn't ideal, but it's not physically uncomfortable for you, and if Jake were a hot chick you could quite easily relax laying like this. A few minutes pass, and you watch the movie, and you start to think maybe this won't be so bad. [[But then something weird happens.|W3W][$control.location to "Date 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 7">><<AddKiss "Jake">>The fabric in Jake's jeans tightens strangely under your cheek. His pants push against your face, making you tilt your head slightly. @@.jake;"Sorry,"@@ he mumbles, @@.jake;"Don't be mad."@@ Confused, you look up at him. @@.yellow;"I'm not mad."@@ You move your head back toward the movie, pushing your face against his jeans. Jake mumbles something that you don't hear over the movie. You look up at him again and ask, @@.yellow;"Did you say something?"@@ He shakes his head, so you shrug and go back to the movie. Again, he makes a sound, this time shifting in his seat. This time you don't move your head to look at him. What the fuck is going with him? @@.yellow;"You okay?"@@ He growls. @@.jake;"God,"@@ his voice his husky. His hands grab either side of your face, turning you toward him, pulling you closer. @@.jake;"You are such a fucking tease."@@ He leans in and kisses you hard, catching you completely by surprise. [[He lets go and you start to slip and lose your balance. You shoot out a hand to steady yourself.|W3W][$control.location to "Date 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 8">>Which goes right onto Jake's lap. Even through his jeans his dick is so hard it's unmistakable. Your hand is on the shaft, and as you move to catch your balance your fingers squeeze by reflex. Jake mumbles, or rather, he moans and then kisses you again. @@.jake;"Girls like you deserve a medal."@@ His left hand pushes gently onto the back of your neck. You let it, since it's taking you away from his mouth. @@.yellow;"Girls like me?"@@ What's he talking about? A moment later you hear the sound of a zipper coming undone. Horrified, you reflexively turn toward the noise, right as the soft skin of Jake's penis passes under your nose and toucches touches your lips. His other hand squeezes your ass, and you gasp in surprise. Jake's dick slides easily into your mouth and he groans. @@.jake;"Some girls won't do anything while they're on their period."@@ The back of his hand is heavy on your head. Your heart pounds wildly. What do you do? He pushes on your head, and you offer mild resistance. I must have been rubbing his dick that whole time I thought he was talking! Now he thinks I was trying to turn him on. [[Jake's dick pumps into your mouth.|W3W][$control.location to "Date 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 9">>His hand palms your ass again and you push it away. @@.jake;"Sorry,"@@ he pants, @@.jake;"I forgot. I won't go below your waist."@@ I told him I was on my period, you think with a heavy heart, and that's the only reason he didn't just figure out I was a guy. Saliva drips down the corner of your mouth, pushed out by Jake's dick continuing to grind back and forth against your lips. What if he thinks I've been teasing him and tries to fuck me, though? <<ShowImage "danni-jake-couch-bj" 640>> His hand on the back of your head pushes you in a tight circular motion. Jake's dick strikes the back of your throat. I don't have a choice, you realize with a sinking feeling in your chest. I can't risk him being too turned on to not try to fuck me. <<if $tracking.blowjob>>For a second time you give Jake a blowjob.<<else>>It's not like this didn't almost happen once before. For the first time you actually give Jake a blowjob.<</if>> You gag as his penis hits your throat again. His fingers dig into the back of your head and his body goes rigid. <<if $tracking.blowjob>><<AddFem 8>>You remember him doing this last time, but his grip is so strong that you can't pull away.<<else>><<AddFem 6>>What happens next catches you by surprise.<</if>> [[Jake lets out a long moan and cums.|W3W][$control.location to "Date 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 10">><<AddBlowjob "Jake">><<AddBreath_Strong "cum">><<ApplyToothpaste>>Jake's cock throbs in your mouth, his cum making you choke. You cough around his dick, and he swiftly pushes you away. @@.jake;"Whoa, careful with the teeth!"@@ You sit up. @@.yellow;"Sorry,"@@ you whisper. You're so mortified you want to die. You leave the room to brush your teeth, but the taste of cum is still on your tongue. Jake hits play on the movie, but you aren't in the right headspace anymore. You grab the wine and take a long swallow. Jake isn't particularly chatty, and you realize that after finishing he's having a hard time staying awake. At least it means he won't be grabby. The documentary ends and you wake him up. He packs ups his stuff, then gives you a kiss on the cheek. @@.jake;"See you later, babe."@@ After he leaves all you want to do is cry. And vomit. You're drunk, your throat hurts and you hate life. When you're done crying [[you go get ready for bed.|W3W][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Night ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Night">><<ApplyToothpaste>>You strip off your clothes and drunkenly brush your teeth. Again. <<PillOptions "W3R" "night">><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn popular ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn popular">>You load up the last few days' top trending video. According to the tags you can expect something that is both "sexy" and "hot." Never change, internet. A beautiful woman with dark hair and darker eyes brushes her hair in front of a webcam. She's petite, with exotic skin and a curvy figure. You guess that's probably Latina. She keeps brushing, every jerk of her arm a forceful gesture that yanks her hair harshly. She's wearing a black corset, and as far as you can tell not much else. The side of the video displays a stream of chat messages. People are bidding money for her to do things. One big offers her a surprisingly high amount of money to masturbate with her hairbrush.<<if $fem gte 210>><<AddFem 2>> Would someone really spend that much money to see a hot chick do that? You can't help but wonder. It's not like they'd spend money for someone like me, right?<</if>> She sees the request and shrugs. She picks up the hairbrush and slowly licks the handle, the tip of her tongue caressing it. She works it in and out of her mouth, letting it get very wet. Then she smirks at the eyebrow and raises one eyebrow, as if to say, "Should I?" [[You and the internet agree that the answer is obviously, "Yes."|W3W][$control.location to "Porn popular 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn popular 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn popular 2">>The chat log goes crazy, with more people begging for her to do it. She lifts a hand and changes the webcam's angle so that it's aimed a little lower. She spreads her legs and you can see that she is definitely not wearing anything other than that corset. The chat log briefly pauses as she pulls apart the lips of her vagina, then the comments come in waves. She lowers the hairbrush and rubs its handle gently against her pussy's entrance. Her mouth opens and she exhales with a small, shaky moan as the hairbrush pushes against and then into her vagina. Her hand starts to work it in and out, gently but firmly. You decide it's time to treat yo' self, and you touch your dick, enjoying the exquisite sensation of the thong's fabric cradling your cock, and the thong's back riding up your ass and stimulating you there. The girl moans and you yank harder. I wish people would pay me to jerk off on camera. The idea of strangers watching you masturbate is both thrilling and terrifying. [[Keep masturbating.|W3W][$control.location to "Porn end"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn kinky ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn kinky">>Sometimes porn takes the time to build up a story or give context to what's happening. Other times it just starts with fucking. This is one of those times. Sort of. Is it fucking if a naked girl is just sitting on a guy's face? You stop pondering semantics and decide to just see where this goes. The naked girl is more of "naked from the waist down" woman, you observe. She has a black leather top and a cat mask on, with one hand closed around a riding crop. She gyrates her pelvis, grinding her groin into some lucky man's mouth. You grab your dick, enjoying the immense pleasure that comes from the thong's fabric caressing your cock. The thong's string pulls hard against your asshole and you faintly moan in a breathy, high-pitched voice. The woman slaps the riding crop against the man's thigh and he yells, although most of the sound is lost into her pussy. The man is totally naked, except for handcuffs that have his hands trapped against the two corner posts of a large bed. A large erection is on fully display. Apparently he liked getting slapped by a riding crop. What would that be like, you idly wonder as [[the video keeps going.|W3W][$control.location to "Porn kinky 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn kinky 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn kinky 2">>Her pussy grinds against his mouth. Even though most of his face is obstructed it looks like he's in heaven. Your dick is so hard it could pierce a diamond. She slaps him again, the crop hitting his inner thigh this time. He startles and yelps, his crotch straining to hump the air. The sides of his mouth are shiny, probably from the woman's wet juices streaking down his chin. With one hand wrapped around your dick you use the other to make the volume a little louder. The snap of the riding crop hitting the man's testicles makes a loud crack sound through your computer's speakers. The man yelps in pain while a faint hint of pre-cum glimmers on the tip of his rigid dick. Does that actually feel good? You couldn't believe anyone would enjoy getting hit in the ball, but this guy seems to like it. Or at least he likes having some else in charge. [[Keep masturbating.|W3W][$control.location to "Porn end"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn end ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn end">><<if $temp.number1 eq 1>>The hairbush goes in further. The girl moans louder. You jerk faster. It doesn't take long for her - and you - to finish. For her it's met with cheers stuck on caps lock. For you it brings a mild sense of shame, embarrassment and the urge to go find something productive to do. You<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>>The masked woman moans and shudders momentarily. Watching her quiver just from riding that guy's face is enough to send you over the edge, too. You cum, shooting your load into the thong's soft fabric. Your cum quickly soaks through the underwear, making your fingers unpleasantly wet. You go wipe off your hands and toss the sticky thong aside. Post-jerk shame makes you<</if>> spend the rest of the night giving the cottage some much needed attention, cleaning up for the first time in over a week. The night winds down. You go to get ready for bed. <<PillOptions "W3R" "night">><</daypassage>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>>[[W3F]] ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">>You wake up and <<CheckBlowjob "Jake" 17>><<if _isonlist>>feel like the taste of cum is still on your mouth.<<else>>groan against the sunlight.<</if>> <<if $flag.spinlessons>>Today is the day you promised Destiny that you'd take a spin class with her. You drag yourself out of bed, still half-asleep at such an early hour. You stumble over to the eWardrobe and [[pull up the workout options.|W3R][$control.location to "Spin"]]<<else>>No matter what, there's no good reason to stay in bed. Time to get up and get dressed for work. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Spin ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Spin">>@@.yellow;"Just try on whatever you,"@@ you mutter at yourself, eyes blarily reading the screen. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Spin 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["exercise"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Spin 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Spin 2">><<AddFem 2>>You do a quick once over in the mirror before shrugging and heading outside. As you open the door you see Destiny's car pull up. She'd insisted on picking you up, saying it made no sense for you to go to spin class if you were just going to bike there. @@.destiny;"Morning,"@@ she says with more energy than any human being should rightfully have at this god forsaken hour. @@.yellow;"Morning."@@ It's a short drive to the local gym, Reach Higher. Destiny is a member, and you're able to get in for free as her guest. About a dozen women are in the process of getting onto stationary bikes. You're about surprised that <<if $fem gte 250>>there isn't even a single<<else>>you're the only<</if>> man present. Destiny quickly pulls you over to two empty bikes in the back. You pass a flyer with the class schedule and see that this is the "Women's Indoor Cycling Class." Here I go digging myself an even deeper hole. If I ever get caught I'll be branded the world's biggest pervert. [[Class begins.|W3R][$control.location to "Spin 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Spin 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Spin 3">>55 minutes later you're drenched with sweat, along with every other woman in the room. <<if $breastsize gte 13>><<AddFem 2>>The repetitive movement made your chest wobble around quite a bit, leaving you embarrassed but relieved that your sports bra kept everything sorted out.<</if>> <<if $current_outfit.id eq "sasha_sbgym">><<AddFem 2>>Before leaving the gym another girl from the spin class takes the time to compliment you and Destiny each on your outfits. Destiny's patterned yoga pants are definitely worthy of praise, but the woman seems especially keen on talking about how much she loves your top, which embarasses you further. <</if>>As you and Destiny get into her car she sighs. @@.destiny;"Is it okay if we make a quick stop? I want to get coffee. It's on the way."@@ You tell her that it's fine. You aren't much of a coffee person, but Destiny is the one driving, so why not? She wasn't kidding about it on the way, though. It feels like a minute later the car is pulling up to one of those coffee stands that are small buildings with drive-through service. [[There's no wait, so Destiny is able to order immediately.|W3R][$control.location to "Spin 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Spin 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Spin 4">>You don't order anything, but take a moment to check out the hot barista. Despite the early hour she doesn't seem tired, although that could be attributed to the extra large, half empty whipped coffee drink that the barista is pulling from. She has long red hair, a curvy frame, massive breasts that are even bigger than Destiny's, and a sassy smile. Her attire is a checkered bikini top and daisy dukes. Glancing back and forth between the two of them, you decide that you rather prefer Destiny's grace and classy beauty. <<if $flag.barnpartyatt>>Actually, the redhead looks kind of familiar. Was she a customer at the restaurant? Or maybe you met her at the barn party. You vaguely recall an angry redhead with multiple hard lemonades walking around.<</if>> After Destiny's done ordering she drives you home. @@.destiny;"Thanks so much for going with me. See you at work!"@@ You wave bye and head inside the cottage. You have just enough time to get ready for work without being late. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<routes>> ║ │ <<job "store">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work store">> ║ │ <<job "res">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work res">> ║ │ <</routes>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>With your clothes on, you leave the cottage and get on your bike. [[Pedal to work.|W3R][$control.location to _passagelink]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store">><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">>It's pretty early when you get to the store. Justine is busy with a customer in a white convertible, but when you walk into the barista stand your redheaded friend is able to hand you your latte. She's amazing, you think gratefully. She always has a coffee ready for me. Granted, your recent coffee addiction is her fault, but it's nice that she gives you your fix, and for free! Justine has on a checkered bikini top and tight jeans. Her curves are especially on display today. The driver of the convertible is an exotic beauty in a black tanktop. You can make out patterned yoga pants through the window, and you wish you could see the ass that fits in them. The woman has flawless skin, dark hair, firm breasts, and a toned body. She looks like a statue of a goddess that's come to life. Glancing back and forth between her and Justine, you decide that you prefer Justine's fun demeanor and wild beauty. The driver looks a bit too posh for your tastes. The car leaves and [[Justine turns to you buoyantly.|W3R][$control.location to "Work store 2"]] @@.justine;"Want to crash a party?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 2">>@@.yellow;"What,"@@ you ask, genuinely confused. She laughs. @@.justine;"Remember Bobby Baker? He threw the barn party, the wannabe cowboy guy."@@ You nod. @@.justine;"His older brother just got back from a year away at college and the town is freaking out like the guy was doing a tour in World War Nineteen. His parents are throwing him a party on Saturday. Want to crash it?"@@ You vehemently shake your head no, but that's more because you don't want to be dragged to a party in a dress. Again. Justine pouts. @@.justine;"Fine, you're no fun. But we should hang out then."@@ She smiles suddenly, her mood as evanescent as ever. @@.justine;"Oh, help me pick out some clothes!"@@ She thrusts her phone at you. @@.justine;"Swipe right for the next option."@@ On her screen is a picture of an emerald green, tiny, see-through g-string. Your hand shaking, you swipe right. It's a pinkish-red thong, also very tiny, with a bow on the front. @@.justine;"Pick one and I'll go try it on."@@ [[The green g-string.|W3R][$control.location to "Work store 3"; $temp.switch1 to true]] [[The light red thong.|W3R][$control.location to "Work store 3"; $temp.switch1 to false]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 3">>@@.yellow;"This one,"@@ you cough out. <<if $temp.switch1>><<AddFem 4>>@@.justine;"I love it. You frisky@@<<else>><<AddFem 2>>@@.justine;"Hah, that's so you, you girly@@<</if>>@@.justine;girl! Be right back."@@ Justine steps into the cofee stand's eWardrobe and emerges a short time later. Her shorts are gone, replaced by the <<if $temp.switch1>>thin and translucent g-string<<else>>feminine thong.<</if>>. It takes every trick you know to hide the immediate boner that swells in your groin. Justine turns, letting you see how <<if $temp.switch1>>her pale asscheeks have swallowed the g-string's back<<else>>the thong's string is tucked into her ass<</if>>. @@.justine;"What do you think?"@@ @@.yellow;"It's amazing,"@@ you answer truthfully. The moment is ruined by Frank shouting your name. With a sigh you leave while Justine changes back. The rest of your shift is spent reliving the amazing few seconds of Justine's ass in the g-string. Maybe you'll wear a g-string yourself later and jerk off to the memory of it. After work is over [[you head home.|W3R][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res">><<if $flag.spinlessons>>Your legs feel like jelly, but you manage to make it to work on time.<</if>> Once you get to the restaurant you see Destiny, looking fresh and chipper at the hostess stand. Construction continues all around her. @@.destiny;"Hey $name,"@@ she greets you. <<if $flag.spinlessons>>@@.destiny;"Thanks again for going with me to spin class! I feel so refreshed this morning."@@ You sort of hate her for always looking flawless and put together. Even after cycling for the better part of an hour she still hadn't been sweating. Some girls have all the luck.<</if>> @@.yellow;"How are things looking today?"@@ You gesture to the workers. @@.destiny;"Same old, same old."@@ She shrugs. @@.destiny;"Alice wanted to talk to you, though."@@ She glances meaningfully toward the manager's office. Although you don't think you've done anything wrong, and you have no reason to be nervous, your heart still drops. Have I been caught? With lots of trepidation you leave Destiny and [[knock on Alice's door.|W3R][$control.location to "Work res 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 2">>@@.alice;"Come in,"@@ Alice's hoarse voice sounds impatient. You open the door just enough to pop your head inside. @@.yellow;"Destiny said you wanted to see-"@@ @@.alice;"$name!"@@ Alice's permanent frown does this strange reversal, where she almost looks like she's smiling but not quite. @@.alice;"Just the <<if $fem gte 260>>gorgeous<<else>>pretty<</if>> gal I wanted to see. Come on in and sit."@@ Nervously, you enter Alice's office and sit in the unoccupied chair. <<if $flag.makeover>>The last time you were in this chair was when you caught Destiny in the midst of changing her clothes. The memory of her bare skin reaches your penis, and embarassingly you feel an erection forming.<</if>> @@.alice;"As you know, Saturday night will be big for us,"@@ Alice begins. You gulp nervously and shift in your seat. @@.alice;"I'll need all hands on deck. Good employee, or bad, we'll need all the help we can get."@@ She clears her throat. @@.alice;"I got a strange request, $name. Kurt Baker wants me to give you the night off so you can go to the party as a guest."@@ [[Oh dear.|W3R][$control.location to "Work res 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 3">>@@.yellow;"Ma'am,"@@ you start to speak, although you have no idea what you're going to say. Alice quickly continues talking. @@.alice;"Look, $name, it's very important to me that this party go off without a hitch. Or that if there is a hitch, it ain't my fault. So if it will make the Bakers happy for me to spare one of my mediocre employees for the night, then I will."@@ Despite the fact that there are more important things being said, you focus on the words "mediocre employee." I thought I was doing pretty well, you think, your feelings a tad bit hurt. @@.alice;"But,"@@ Alice continues, @@.alice;"that damn family thinks it owns this town and I'll be damned if I let them treat my restaurant like we pimp out girls 'stead of serving food."@@ She huffs. @@.alice;"So if you don't want to go, don't go. Screw 'em. I'll tell them I need you here."@@ She gives you a severe look. @@.alice;"But then I would need you here and working, $name. If you want the night off, you got it, but you'd need to come as a guest."@@ She sits back. @@.alice;"The choice is yours."@@ [[Make a choice.|W3R][$control.location to "Work res 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 4">>You had almost forgotten about Kurt's request for you to come to the party. You'd told him you would probably be working, so he must have contacted Alice privately for you to have the night off. An extra night of work sounds awful, but it's the perfect excuse to get out of this. But, a night off from work sounds amazing. You could enjoy all of the fantastic food you've had to spend all week smelling. The downside is you would probably have to be friendly with Kurt. What if he has a crush on you? Alice stares at you expectantly, awaiting your answer. [[Tell her you'll go as a guest.|W3R][$control.location to "Work res 5"; $route.kurt to true, $flag.poshpartyatt to true, $fem += 2]] [[Tell her you'll work as an employee.|W3R][$control.location to "Work res 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 5">>Alice nods. @@.alice;"No problem, $name."@@ She attempts another smile, <<if $route.kurt>>although it still doesn't look sincere. @@.alice;"I appreciate you making a sacrifice to help us pull this off."@@<<else>>and this time is almost looks real. @@.alice;"We'll need all the extra help Saturday night."@@<</if>> It seems like she's done with you, so you make your leave. Work goes by slowly, but eventually it's over and [[you head home.|W3R][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home">>The ride home is especially erotic, though you couldn't say how. You get to the cottage and without being able to help it your hand is instantly on your dick. Too much has happened, and images of thongs and hot girls flood your mind. <<if $fem gte 250>><<AddFem 4>>Before you can help it you cum in your panties. Embarrassed, you strip out of your work clothes and pretend nothing happened.<<else>>You take off your work clothes and hop in the shower, where you cum almost immediately. At least in there you can clean up easily.<</if>> The rest of the night passes uneventfully. <<PillOptions "W3F" "night">><</daypassage>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>>[[W3Sat]] ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">>You wake up surprisingly quickly. You're in a great mood. The notary will be gone as of today, and then you'll be free to job hunt. Nothing could make today bad. After breakfast and brushing your teeth you get ready for work. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<routes>> ║ │ <<job "store">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work store">> ║ │ <<job "res">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work res">> ║ │ <</routes>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>Today is the day that the notary creep leaves town! That means you should start to be able to find a new job over the weekend, and from there you can go back to being Danny Jones! You check your phone before leaving the cottage. Oddly, you still haven't been paid by work. It's been several days, so you decide to ask about it when you get there. With a cheerful kick to your step you [[head to work.|W3F][$control.location to _passagelink]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store">>Hillary is there when you arrive. @@.hillary;"I'm glad you're here early, $name."@@ She beckons you inot her office. @@.hillary;"Have a seat, let's chat."@@ <<if $current_outfit.id eq "work_storenew">>Uh oh, is this about my clothes again?<</if>> Nervously, you comply. She coughs awkwardly. @@.hillary;"You've probably noticed you ain't been paid yet."@@ A bit relieved, you nod. @@.yellow;"I was going to ask you about that."@@ She won't look you in the eye. @@.hillary;"Your check is coming, it's just taking a few extra days. Should be Monday. Is that a problem?"@@ Disappointed, your positive attitude deflates. Monday? A few extra days? I want to be out of these girl clothes now! @@.yellow;"No problem, Hillary,"@@ you say quietly. @@.hillary;"Great!"@@ She looks relieved. @@.hillary;"Everything should be sorted on Monday, Harry said so."@@ You nod and [[go get to work.|W3F][$control.location to "Work end"]] Suddenly everything feels like shit.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res">>Alice is barking orders when you arrive. @@.alice;"$name,"@@ she hollers at you. You look at her, your eyes like a deer's in headlights. @@.alice;"Paychecks are delayed until Monday. Don't skip a shift, though, or you're fired. Any questions?"@@ You'd been meaning to ask about your paycheck, but the news disappoints you. Your positive attitude deflates. Monday? That means a few more days stuck as $name. I want to be out of these girl clothes now! @@.yellow;"No problem, Alice,"@@ you say quietly. @@.alice;"Good. There's a pile of dishes in the back, get to it."@@ You nod and [[go get to work.|W3F][$control.location to "Work end"]] Every time I think I'm out, they pull me back in.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work end ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work end">><<if $route.job eq "store">><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">><</if>>You reflect back on what you heard. Your shift goes by with no drama, thankfully. Once it's over [[you head home.|W3F][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home">>You get home, grateful that another Friday is over.<<if $route.jake>> You have a text message from Jake asking how your day went. You shoot him a quick message back about being tired from work and calling it an early night. The last thing you want is for Jake to swing by expecting a blowjob. Again.<</if>> You unwind with some television for several hours before your stomach distracts you. It demands food in a rumbling way. The prospect of eating yet another sandwich for dinner doesn't appeal to you. Maybe I could order some food? That would be a nice change of pace! Get some delivery, curl up on the couch and watch a movie. Yeah! You glance down at yourself. You're still in your work clothes, though. Well, to put it another way, you'd be ordering food as a girl. How many pornos have you seen that started off with a sexy nude chick answering the door for delivery? The answer is too many. Of course you wouldn't be nude, nor will you be getting down and dirty with anyone. And you'd hardly call yourself sexy. But do you really want to invite a stranger to your door while you look like a girl? [[Don't do it. Sandwich for dinner is the answer.|W3F][$control.location to "Sandwich dinner"]] [[Just order. It doesn't have to be weird unless you make it weird.|W3F][$control.location to "Delivery dinner"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sandwich dinner ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sandwich dinner">>Actually, no. You're going to switch it up. Fuck sandwiches. Time to go crazy. You live alone, after all. Why not be wild? You march into the kitchen and make yourself a bowl of cereal. Yeah, that's the ticket. Like breakfast for dinner, you smirk to yourself as you take the first bite. Two more bites and you're bored with it. Breakfast for dinner is more like pancakes, eggs, toast, orange juice; you wistfully continue the mental list as you finish the bowl. Is this really me going crazy? Eating cereal for dinner? Fuck, I'm so boring. You shake your head and then go back to your television show for a few more hours. Eventually, you figure it's late enough to go to bed. As you crawl under the sheets you wonder if you should be making more of the opportunity to adult alone for a few months. The situation is a bit weird, though, given that you're stuck as someone else. Whatever. There will be plenty of chances to embrace life when I'm going to dream school. By then this whole nightmare will be far behind me. You gently drift off to idle fantasies of being the most popular guy in the dorm, with tons of people – including girls! – stopping by your room to hear you play Doubtdam by Sanctuary on your acoustic guitar <<PillOptions "W3Sat" "night">><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Delivery dinner ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Delivery dinner">><<AddFem 1>>Screw it. Why not treat yourself? You might as well. It's not like ordering food one time will make or break you going to your dream college. And it's not like you're going to do anything sexual. It's just one more person seeing you dressed like a chick, it's not the end of the world. Right? The real question is figuring out what to order. You do love yourself some pizza, but you've come to the disappointing realization that there are no good pizza joints in Hope's Point. Back home in the city you can't go anywhere without finding some hole-in-the-wall place that serves an amazing slice. Here all they have is a franchise off of a chain. Gross. Pizza is out. What about something Asian? You're no good with chopsticks, but you could go for some potstickers right about now. Asian it is! There's gotta be some kind of Asian food in Hope's Point. Right? Chinese, or Korean. Something. A quick internet search reveals an "Asian Medley" restaurant that delivers. Perfect. You place an order online and then [[go back to your TV show until it arrives.|W3F][$control.location to "Delivery dinner 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Delivery dinner 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Delivery dinner 2">>A little over a half hour later there's a knock at your door. When you open it you find a plain looking girl standing there. If you'd known your delivery driver was going to be a chick you wouldn't have stressed out so much! Her uniform is a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt with the restaurant name and logo on it. Her hair is dyed green, but other than that she doesn't stand out in any particular way. She's not terribly attractive; her eyebrows don't look like they've ever been groomed and she isn't wearing any makeup. She also isn't Asian in any way. Not that it matters, you suppose. She holds up the receipt to read off of it. @@.pink;"Order of potstickers, a side of fried rice, wonton soup and,"@@ her brow furrows for a moment before those massive eyebrows rise in surprise, @@.pink;"a double order of extra fortune cookies?"@@ You'd play this game as a kid whenever your parents ordered Chinese food. You'd open every fortune cookie and rummage through the scraps of paper trying to find the one that seemed the nicest. You'd always hope to find one that said, "You will make a good friend soon," or "Love is right around the corner." Once you did you'd eat the cookie it came from. It would drive your parents nuts. You stopped doing it when you got older, but [[impulsively you asked for extra cookies to relive it tonight.|W3F][$control.location to "Delivery dinner 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Delivery dinner 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Delivery dinner 3">>@@.yellow;"Yep, that's me."@@ You hold out some bills. She glances back to the driveway and then turns round to peer past you into the cottage. @@.pink;"Are you expecting company? This is a lot of fortune cookies for one person."@@ @@.yellow;"I like them,"@@ you answer, perhaps a little more defensively than you've had liked. Annoyed, you wave the money a little at her. But she doesn't seem to be in a rush. @@.pink;"Hey,"@@ she examines you a little more intently, @@.pink;"are you new in town? I haven't seen you around before."@@ Doesn't she have a job to get back to? @@.yellow;"Yeah. I moved in a few weeks ago. I'm just here for the summer."@@ She smiles. @@.pink;"Awwww, that's so cool! Are you, like, single?"@@ The question takes you by surprise. Is she flirting with me? Whoa! That's new. But why else would she ask if you're single? What do I do? You try not to panic, but you feel very unprepared. Do you [[flirt back|W3F][$control.location to "Delivery flirt"]] even though you're not a girl and you'd be misleading her, or do you [[give her the money|W3F][$control.location to "Delivery pay"]] and not engage? If you flirt she might ask you out, which would be fucking cool, except that you're not actually a lesbian, which would be a problem. But you'd maybe get some experience in flirting. What will you do?<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Delivery pay ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Delivery pay">>@@.yellow;"No singles, it's all fives."@@ You thrust the money at her despite her protests of @@.pink;"No, I meant are you seeing anyone!"@@ @@.yellow;"Keep the change. Thanks."@@ You take the food from her and then shut the door. You do feel a little guilty being that rude, but when you ordered food you'd been determined not to play out the intro to a porno. That plan didn't change just because the delivery driver was a chick. And what's the point of flirting? It's not like it could lead anywhere. It might be some sort of hate crime to trick a gay girl into dating you if you have a penis. Yeah, you're better off not doing any of that. You put the TV show back on and eat your food. Twenty minutes later you burp contentedly. Cracking open the fortune cookies, you sift through the various slips of paper until you find one you like. "As long as wind is in your sails you are going in the right direction." <<if $route.job eq "store">>Unless those sails involve Lyle and a motorcycle gang<<else>>Unless you're in a storm<</if>>, you think sardonically. Food eaten, you watch some more TV until it's time for bed. <<PillOptions "W3Sat" "night">><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Delivery flirt ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Delivery flirt">>@@.yellow;"I am,"@@ you try to put some sassiness into your voice like you see <<if $fem gte 500>><<AddFem 1>>girls<<else>>people<</if>> do in TV shows.<<AddFem 2>> She smiles. @@.pink;"Awesome! Do you want someone to show you around? Maybe have a bit of fun with while you're here?"@@ You nod. @@.yellow;"I think I could be down for that."@@ Holy shit, flirting as a girl is really easy. The other person does all the work for you. @@.pink;"Awesome. My little brother is about your age and he really needs to get out of the house. I think you'd like him, though, he's also really into our food."@@ Wait. Her brother? @@.yellow;"Oh, um, I thought – "@@ @@.pink;"And, like, you're totally his type. You look like you're @@<<if $fem lt 500>>@@.pink;easy to impress@@<<else>>@@.pink;down for anything@@<</if>>@@.pink; and he's a pretty lowkey guy, too."@@ @@.yellow;"Huh?"@@ What the fuck does that mean? I look like what? @@.pink;"Here."@@ [[She takes your receipt and scribbles on it.|W3F][$control.location to "Delivery flirt 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Delivery flirt 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Delivery flirt 2">><<AddFem 1>>@@.pink;"That's his number. Text him. But don't say you got it from me!"@@ @@.yellow;"Um."@@ She takes the cash from you and thrusts both receipt and food into your arms. @@.pink;"Bye!"@@ Annoyed, you shut the door with your foot and go set the food. @@.yellow;"Like hell I'm texting some guy,"@@ you grumble, crumpling up the receipt and throwing it in the trash can. It figures that the one time a girl asks if you're single it's so she can set you up with a dude. You should have known better. @@.yellow;"Damn it."@@ At least you've got food, now. You put the TV show back on and dig in. Twenty minutes later you sit back and sigh. Next you crack open the fortune cookies. You sift through the various slips of paper until you find one you like. "It doesn't matter what tree a leaf falls from. All that matters is where it lands." It's not our past that defines us, it's where we end up. That's deep. You wonder if it applies to your present situation. Food eaten, you watch some more TV until it's time for bed. <<PillOptions "W3Sat" "night">><</daypassage>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>>[[W3Sun]] ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">>You wake up relatively early for a Saturday, likely because of having to work so early all the time. <<routes>><<job "store">>As you roll out of bed your eyes fall upon the pill bottle that you got from Lyle at the Sails' clubhouse last week. Lyle only gave you enough for a week's supply; if you want more you're going to need to go back there. You know he was there last Saturday, so he should be there today. Actually, today is probably the only day to do it. Those pills were probably a pretty rare request and Lyle wouldn't bother getting more unless you showed up regularly. If you don't go today then you can kiss the pills goodbye. Except that means seeing a creepy gangmember. Suddenly, your smartphones alerts you that you have a new email. <<if $control.warnings>>"WARNING FROM BRICKDOORWAY: CHOOSING TO GET MORE PILLS WILL LEAD TO A GRAPHIC AND UNAVOIDABLE SEX SCENE WITH FORCED IMPLICATIONS. Please avoid this if it makes you feel uncomfortable."<<else>>"W1N $100.000 BY P4R71C1P471NG 1N L337 L0773RY." There's more but it's all unreadable nonsense.<</if>> Huh, you think, must be spam. What will you do? [[Get more pills.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Morning"; $route.lyle to true, $fem += 2]] [[Screw it. Fuck the pills, and fuck Lyle. You're not going anywhere.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Morning"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">>Tonight is Kurt's party. But you have some free time until then to do as you please. Before doing anything else, though, [[you should get dressed.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Morning"]]<</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">><<if $flag.spinlessons>>After having to wear workout clothes for spin class you don't see how they could be any worse than Sasha's Casual category. Especially if you're just going to lounge around inside all day. <<elseif $route.job eq "store" and $flag.activitysignup>>After having to wear workout clothes for kickball practice you don't see how they could be any worse than Sasha's Casual category. As long as you don't pick something very revealing, it'll probably be more comfortable than the Casual stuff. <<else>>As you turn on the eWardrobe it occurs to you that you've gotten too used to wearing thongs and skirts and other girl crap. Maybe only picking clothes from the Casual category is your problem. Perhaps Sasha's Workout clothes would be less feminine? @@.yellow;"Girls don't work out in thongs, do they? I would kill to just wear a hoodie and shorts!"@@ <</if>>You decide to look at both Casual and Workout clothes when trying to decide what to wear. [[Get dressed.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Morning 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning 2">>You have the computer bring up both categories side by side. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning 3">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "workout"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning 3">><<if $route.lyle>>You look as good as you're likely going to. You send a text to Justine asking what she's up to. You're hoping that maybe she'll go with you. There's safety in numbers, right? You wait a while, but Justine doesn't text you back. Well, there's no point in delaying the inevitable. Time to [[go see Lyle.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Sails"]] <<else>><<if $route.job eq "store">>Now that you know you aren't going to be dealing with Lyle, you wonder what to do today<<elseif $route.job eq "res">>You've got some time to kill before the party<</if>>. You're kind of craving a video game fix, so you decide to get onto your computer. [[Boot it up!|W3Sat][$control.location to "Video games"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Video games ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Video games">>You boot up Call of Deity, eager to escape to a more simple world, where murdering the spiritual avatars of other cultures is all it takes to be successful. And boy, do you murder. The Mesopotamian pantheon is one of the less popular choices, mostly because their combat options are less flashy, but you and your team hold up alright against the Roman gods. As Ashur you wipe the floor with some newbie Sol player who can't even figure out how to steer their chariot. Idiot. [[You continue to pwn noobs.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Video games 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Video games 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Video games 2">>You veg out, letting hours pass as you slay gods with the utmost wrath. <<routes>><<job "store">>Your phone chirps and you see a text from Justine. You say hi back, and she instantly replies that she's going to come over and hang out. [[A few minutes later there's a knock at the door.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Justine"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">>Eventually it's time to get ready for Kurt's party. [[You should go get changed.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Party preparations"]]<</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine">>When you open it you see Justine standing there in a blue summer dress. It comes down to her upper thigh. The neckline scoops low, showing an impressively large amount of cleavage. The pale, lily-white skin of Justine's legs and breasts demands your attention. It's probably the most conservative outfit you've seen her wear. @@.justine;"Let's do something,"@@ she demands while you're still ogling her. @@.yellow;"Um, like what?"@@ She shrugs and pouts. @@.justine;"I don't know! But I'm bored."@@ She groans. @@.justine;"Are you sure you don't want to crash that party? We could get drunk and sneak in, steal their food."@@ She sounds half serious. Justine look at you like it's up to you to solve her problem, but you have no idea what teenage girls do to pass the time. Don't they have pillow fights? No, you're pretty sure you just saw that in a porno. Damn it, porn has given me an unrealistic expectation for how women behave. Feeling anxious by the weight of her gaze, [[you stammer out|W3Sat][$control.location to "Justine 2"]], @@.yellow;"We could have a pillow fight?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 2">>She rolls her eyes. @@.justine;"Very funny, $name."@@ She walks past you into the cottage. @@.justine;"When did you become a horny boy?"@@ You gulp and try to laugh it off nervously. Even though Justine meant the comment as a joke, you don't like having someone get so close to figuring out your secret. @@.yellow;"We could go get coffee?"@@ It's a good change of subject, and to be honest you kind of have a caffeine headache. @@.justine;"I could do with a fourth cup,"@@ Justine ponders. @@.justine;"Oh, I know!"@@ She grabs your hand and [[pulls you toward the bedroom.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Justine 3"]] @@.justine;"I think it's time, $name, don't you?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 3">>Justine's idea of alleviating boredom is playing dress up. Fucking damn it, you think irritably as she drags you to your eWardrobe. @@.justine;"In,"@@ she orders you. As you walk inside you spot her rummaging in her purse and then pulling out a USB. @@.justine;"Every time I see something super cute that just screams "$name" I save it on here."@@ Your heart sinks into your chest. That doesn't sound reassuring. What follows is hours of trying on clothes. If there were three shirts and three skirts you could try everything on with three outfits and be done. For Justine that equals about seventy-nine different outfit combinations and she'll be damned if she doesn't see you in every single one. <<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $flag.profilereveal>><<AddFem 4>>Despite that, you can tell she genuinely tried to pick out things you'd be comfortable wearing in public. Of course everything is a hair too short, or slightly too girly, but you can tell she sincerely tried. Even though it's just trying on chick clothes, you're still a little touched by the gesture. None of your acquaintances back in the city ever took the time to get to know you and learn your tastes, and certainly none of them would ever do anything sweet like this for you. @@.yellow;"Justine, you're the best,"@@ [[you tell her.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Justine 4"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 6>>In typical Justine fashion, every garment seems to exist solely to expose skin and emphasize feminine assets that you don't want emphasized. It's like Justine wants to audition to be Slutty Spice and you're her highlight reel. With every outfit change you feel even more miserable, but you don't dare to tell her that. @@.yellow;"These are so great,"@@ [[you lie through your teeth.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Justine 4"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 4">>@@.justine;"I am pretty awesome."@@ She giggles and then pulls a joint and a lighter out of her purse. @@.justine;"Is it okay to smoke in here, or outside?"@@ @@.yellow;"Um."@@ You aren't sure either are good choices. You've never smoked pot before, or even seen it this up close. She shrugs and opens up a window. @@.justine;"You have so much privacy out here,"@@ she remarks. @@.yellow;"I guess."@@ What with cops and strangers stopping by all the time you hadn't really thought about it. She hands you the weed. You look at it, but then figure, why not? Justine is like Rome. When in Rome... @@.justine;"You could fuck a dude with the blinds up and no one would see."@@ The smoke hits your lungs, making you cough harder than you ever have in your life. @@.justine;"Easy there,"@@ she teases. @@.justine;"You sucked on that hard.@@<<if $tracking.blowjob eq "">><<AddFem 2>>@@.justine;"But word on the street is that you're good with your mouth."@@ You know she's jokingly talking about the rumor that you gave Jake a blowjob.<</if>> [[You cough harder and feel dizzy.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Justine 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 5">>Ten minutes later feels like ten hours later. You touch the side of Justine's face and whisper, @@.yellow;"Your skin belongs to the ruler of time."@@ She pushes you away. @@.justine;"Wow, you are really fucked up."@@ Her eyes light up. @@.justine;"Hey $name,"@@ she says sweetly, @@.justine;"I know you're all repressed and adorable and everything, but would you want to watch some porn with me?"@@ She flutters her eyelashes at you. @@.yellow;"I just escaped from the universe's river,"@@ you tell her gravely. @@.justine;"Dude, you took like one hit. How are you this fucked up?"@@ She shakes her head. @@.justine;"Whatever, where's your computer?"@@ You point to the kitchen counter. @@.yellow;"Be careful, a troll guards it."@@ @@.justine;"Totally,"@@ she says, ignoring you. @@.justine;"You probably don't have a Nutflex subscription but- holy shit!"@@ Justine's jaw drops. @@.justine;"How much porn do you look at? All of your bookmarks are porn!"@@ [[She continues to go through your computer's browsing history while you watch your fingers cross and uncross.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Justine 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 6">><<AddFem 4>>@@.justine;"You slut,"@@ Justine exclaims. @@.justine;"There's no way you can pretend to be so modest when you're looking up such sick shit."@@ She sniggers. @@.justine;"Wow, for like a whole month everything you watched involved dudes cumming on girls' faces."@@ She peers at you. @@.justine;"I thought my fantasies were perverted."@@ She obviously thinks you want to get covered in jizz. Later on this will mortify you, but you just discovered how good candy tastes when you're stoned and you can't stop devouring a pack of gummy porcupines. @@.justine;"You bitch, share."@@ You hand the bag to Justine. Why do girls always call each other sluts and bitches? It's a fleeting thought, lost because a fly on the wall has stolen your attention. Justine puts Nutflex on autoplay, and the two of you shove junkfood into your mouth while upstanding young women get plowed on the computer screen. <<ShowImage "danny-gets-high" 610>> At some point Justine leaves, and you're able to spend the last few minutes of your high orgasming into a thong. Afterward [[you feel tired, gross, and embarrassed.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails">>You get on your bike and head toward the Sails' clubhouse. It takes a hell of a lot longer to get there without Justine's car. Maybe I should have waited for her after all. It suddenly occurs to you how unfair it is that everyone else in this town has a car, and you're the only one having to get around on an old bicycle. You're actually grateful it's taking so long. The closer you get to the clubhouse the more <<if $fem gte 250>>uneasy you feel<<else>>you're second-guessing the decision to see Lyle again.<</if>> Maybe you should turn around. You could go home, jerk off maybe. Or play video games. The clubhouse looms ahead. Last chance, you think as you see the shabby bar up ahead. Will you follow through and get more pills from Lyle, or will you turn back? If you turn back your chance to get more pills will disappear. [[Turn back and head home.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Morning 3"; $route.lyle to false]] [[Tell yourself to stop being a wuss and go into the bar. How bad could it be?|W3Sat][$control.location to "Sails 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 2">>The clubhouse is poorly lit and dusty, just like you remember. Your fortune-teller from last time isn't there, but the mammoth that Justine was flirting with is. He's close enough to the door that he could be a bouncer. A really huge bouncer. @@.blue;"Lyle's in the office,"@@ he says when he sees you, gesturing over his shoulder. "The office" is a tiny room, similar to the manager's office at work, but with a glass door. Inside you can see Lyle sitting in a folding chair, his feet up on an old table that's seen better days. You skirt around a puddle of something, probably vomit, and approach the office. Lyle's on the phone, but he waves you in and then motions for you to shut the door behind you. There's nowhere to sit, so you awkwardly stand, waiting. Lyle's in no rush to get off the phone, and doesn't seem to care that you can overhear him. @@.lyle;"We keep going round in circles, but protection costs money. People who don't have protection get into more accidents. No, that's not a threat, it's fucking insurance. Or something. I'm sending a wind-trap by tonight to collect. Nah, the one from The Assembly Line, the strip club off Third. It doesn't matter. Just pay."@@ He hangs up and cracks his neck, his eyes already drilling into you. @@.lyle;"Well, look who couldn't stay away."@@ His gaze flicks up and down, taking in the outline of your body. <<if $fem gte 250>>The leering makes you shiver<<if $breastsize gte 13>> and you realize with horror that your nipples are hard and clearly visible even through the material covering them<</if>>.<</if>> @@.lyle;"You want these, right,"@@ he asks, [[holding up a familiar looking pill bottle.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Sails 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 3">><<AddFem 4>>He drops his hand. @@.lyle;"I like your taste in clothes."@@ You ignore the gross flirting the best you can. @@.yellow;"Here,"@@ you say, holding out two twenty dollar bills. Your voice is hoarse and you awkwardly clear your throat. Lyle looks you up and down. @@.lyle;"I don't want your money."@@ He waves your hand away. Confused, you stammer. @@.yellow;"Then what-"@@ The "what" is revealed as Lyle's hand move beneath the desk. The sound of a zipper being undone resounds through the tiny office. Lyle turns somewhat so that his torso is no longer facing the desk, but rather to the side. You can't see anything below his waist, but you can imagine what's there. @@.lyle;"You got me all hot and bothered last weekend,"@@ he drawls. @@.lyle;"Come here and finish what you started, and you'll get your drugs."@@ He pats his lap, the sound of flesh on denim making your skin crawl in a way it never has before. This was a bad idea. @@.yellow;"I should go,"@@ you turn to leave, but the large Sail is leaning against the office door, his considerable bulk [[preventing you from opening the door.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Sails 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 4">>The big guy's body doesn't completely cover the glass pane. Through it you can see a few men in black vests, drinking beer and frequently casting glances toward the office while laughing. Your skin crawling, you look back at Lyle. @@.yellow;"I should go,"@@ you repeat. He nods. @@.lyle;"Sure. Come pick up your order, pay me, then leave."@@ He sets the pills down onto the desk. You look to the bottle, then back to him. His gaze hardens. @@.lyle;"When I get drugs for somebody, they pay me. No exceptions."@@ You remember what Lyle said on the phone when you first walked in. "People who don't pay get into accidents." If you refused, what would they do? They might hurt you. Or worse. You gulp. If they do worse, they might discover that you aren't really a girl. Things would go from worse to fucking horrible. <<if $tracking.blowjob>><<AddFem 2>>And it isn't like you haven't given a blowjob before. Just suck it up, you tell yourself, wincing at that particular choice of words. At least this way you can control what happens. <</if>>You don't see what choice you have. [[You cross over to Lyle's desk and get on your knees.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Sails 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 5">><<AddBlowjob "Lyle">><<AddFem 2>>Lyle's dick is already out of his pants. <<CheckBlowjob "Jake">><<if _isonlist>><<AddFem 2>>He isn't quite as long as Jake, but his dick is just as girthy. Resigned, you bend forward and take his cock into your mouth.<<else>>It's the largest thing you've ever seen. Well, that's probably an exaggeration, the videos you jerk off to have some hung dudes in them. But Lyle's dick is easily the biggest one you've ever seen in person. It's bigger than your own. Your heart pounding in your chest, you bend forward and take his cock into your mouth.<</if>> The floor is hard against your knees, and you can hear jeers from the men outside. Heat rises in your cheeks. Humiliated, you just want this to end. But it can only end one way, now. <<if $fem gte 275>><<AddFem 4>>An unexpected memory strikes you: one of your favorite porn stars did a series where she got guys to cum in less than a minute. If you have to suck Lyle off anyway, you may as well it get it over with as fast as possible. You try to repeat the things that the actress did, the things you used to fantasize about having done to you. Lyle moans, evidently appreciative of your efforts.<<else>><<AddFem 2>>Resigned, you quickly bob up and down, wanting this to just end. Lyle hisses and smacks the top of your head. @@.lyle;"Be careful, girl."@@ Cringing, you slow down, moving rhythmically up and down Lyle's cock. For a minute or so he does nothing but breathe deeply while you hold your pace, sliding his cock in and out of your mouth.<</if>> [[The men outside jeer loudly.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Sails 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 6">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<AddBreath_Strong "cum">> ║ │ <<set $tracking.pillcount += 7>> ║ │ <<AddFem 20>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>><<if $fem gte 295>><<AddFem 4>>He moans again and then grips the sides of your head, taking control of the rhythm. Lyle begins forcing your head all the way down, then holding you there for absurdly long amounts of time. You choke on his dick several times, but he ignores your plight.<<else>><<AddFem 2>>Perhaps because he's feeling impatient, Lyle suddenly grabs the back of your head. His fingers roughly twist their way into your hair. He pulls you painfully up off his dick, then suddenly rams your head down. You choke on the unexpected length of dick in your mouth, but Lyle ignores your plight and repeats the pull-then-ram motion. This continues, which his cock hitting the back of your thoat mercilessly.<</if>> He keeps up the motions and then brutally jerks your face down, his dick hitting the back of your throat so hard that you gag and tears spring to your eyes. Lyle moans and then cums, gushes of hot liquid sliding down your throat. When the last twitch has occurred he leans back in his chair. @@.lyle;"You can go."@@ He tosses the pill bottle at you. @@.lyle;"See you next weeekend."@@ Not even leaving me time to clean up. Head down, cheeks burning, you exit the now unblocked office. The men cheer you loudly, entertained by your brazen actions. [[You hurry out of the bar.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Sails 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 7">><<set $notattractedto = "boys, no matter what you have to do to keep your secret">>You step into the sunlight. Your throat hurts and the shame clings to you like a second set of skin. You shake the pill bottle, wondering if it was worth it. Wait, what the fuck. You shake the pill bottle again. That son of a bitch! There was only another week's worth of pills in there! That must be why he said, "See you next weekend." <<if $fem lt 300>>Fury and self-loathing war within you.<<else>>Self-disgust and anxiety war within you.<</if>> I need to never come back here again. [[You get on your bike and head home.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party preparations ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party preparations">>You head to the eWardrobe to get changed.<<if $route.kurt>> You aren't sure what to wear, though. How would a guest at this sort of party dress? You don't want to be overdressed, or underdressed, and embarrass yourself. Or make Alice made. You could call Destiny and ask her for her opinion, but she might be busy. Or you just go with something in Sasha's preset categories. [[Call Destiny.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Party preparations 2"; $temp.switch1 to true]] [[Go with one of Sasha's presets.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Party preparations 3"; $temp.switch1 to false]]<<else>> <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Work preparations">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party preparations 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party preparations 2">><<AddFem 2>>@@.destiny;"Hey $name, what's up?"@@ Destiny's voice comes through clearly over the phone, although she sounds a little distracted. A male voice in the background says something, but she shushes them. @@.yellow;"I'm supposed to go to the party tonight instead of working it, but I don't know what to wear."@@ @@.destiny;"I'd be happy to help! Share your clothing library with me so I can see what you're working with."@@ You do so, waiting a few minutes while your ancient eWardrobe connects. @@.destiny;"Hmm,"@@ Destiny murmurs through the phone, @@.destiny;"some of your preset choices are pretty interesting."@@ You flush, realizing that Destiny probably thinks Sasha's slutty tastes are you. Embarrassed, you regret calling Destiny at all. @@.destiny;"I've picked out a few that look, um, more appropriate. And I'm sending you the data for an outfit that I think you'd good in. Hope that helps, girl!"@@ You thank Destiny and hang up. Your eWardrobe [[displays your choices with Destiny's suggestion.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Party preparations 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party preparations 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party preparations 3">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<if $temp.switch1>> ║ │ <<set $eWardrobe.custom to "custom_destiny_party">> ║ │ <<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["custom"]>> ║ │ <</if>> ║ │ <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Party preparations 4">> ║ │ <<set $eWardrobe.outfits to ["sasha_drunk", "sasha_hardtoget"]>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>><<if $temp.switch1>>She's picked out two of the choices from Sasha's Going Out category, and then there's her outfit suggestion.<<else>>@@.yellow;"Computer,"@@ you ask, @@.yellow;"Which of the outfits in the Going Out category would be appropriate for a fancy party?"@@ @@.robo;"Omitting all selections that do not include underwear or formal attire."@@ What's left is a dishearteningly limited selection.<</if>> <<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party preparations 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party preparations 4">>You doublecheck your appearance in the mirror. You sigh, knowing what comes next. @@.yellow;"Load up a makeup routine. I don't even care what it is, just make it match the clothes."@@ Alice would probably kill you if you showed up to this thing without looking like you'd put effort into it. [[Get back into the eWardrobe.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Party preparations 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party preparations 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party preparations 5">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<outfitlist>> ║ │ <<outfit "sasha_drunk" "custom_destiny_party">> ║ │ <<AddFem 4>> ║ │ <<outfit "sasha_hardtoget">> ║ │ <<AddFem 6>> ║ │ <</outfitlist>> ║ │ <<ApplyMakeup "sasha_classy">> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>><<ShowMakeup>> Finally ready, [[you head to the party.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Party"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party">><<AddFem 4>>You need to head out to the restaurant, but there's a problem you hadn't considered; how will you get there? You can't exactly bike over dressed like this. Not knowing what else to do, you send Destiny a text asking if she can give you a ride. She texts back that she's already at the restaurant, but that Alice says she'll send someone over. You're a little surprised that Alice would care that much, but then you remember that she's determined for tonight to go well. There's a knock at the door, and when you open it you see Arthur. @@.arthur;"Hey, $name. Wow,"@@ he takes in your appearance with a breath, @@.arthur;"you look amazing."@@ @@.yellow;"Thanks,"@@ you answer self-consciously. Arthur's appreciative gaze changes and he seems disappointed. @@.arthur;"You must really like Kurt, I guess."@@ You quickly and vehemently shake your head no. @@.yellow;"It's not like that at all!"@@ Seeing Arthur's disbelieving look, [[you try to explain further.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Party 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party 2">>@@.yellow;"Alice gave me the choice between working or going as a guest. Which would you choose?"@@ He gives you a pointed look. @@.arthur;"Working,"@@ he answers quietly. You sigh miserably. He doesn't get it. You aren't even sure why you care that Arthur doesn't get it. @@.arthur;"After you."@@ He gestures to his car. The ride to the restaurant is tense and awkward. As soon as Arthur stops the car you give him a brief thank you and head into the party. The nonstop work all week appears to have paid off; the place looks transformed. It was already high-brow, but now the inside looks like a Manhattan ballroom rather than a small town's fine dining establishment. Guests in nice clothes mingle and chat, while your coworkers silently fill up glasses and remove soiled plates. You awkwardly enter, avoiding the restaurant's employees. It feels too weird to be waited on by the people who are usually telling you what to do. [[You make your way over to a small area for self-serving.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Party 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party 3">>Someone loudly calls your name. @@.kurt;"$name!"@@ You turn and see Kurt waving animatedly. A few guests near him look taken aback. He is being pretty loud. Kurt's dressed in a dark suit, his hair perfectly parted. He doesn't even seem to be aware that he's causing a mild scene. @@.kurt;"What's up,"@@ he asks you obliviously. @@.yellow;"Not much,"@@ you answer. @@.yellow;"Thanks for inviting me to your party, Kurt."@@ @@.kurt;"I'm glad you came,"@@ he tells you earnestly. @@.kurt;"So, what's up?"@@ This is going to be a long night. Kurt isn't the best of partners when it comes to having conversations. He's sincere, and means well, but there's only so many times you can be asked "What's up" before the boredom kills you. You spot Destiny, wearing an elegant black dress and looking as flawless as ever. [[You extricate yourself from Kurt and go say hi to Destiny.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Party 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party 4">>Destiny is leaning against the wall, watching the crowd and speaking quietly into a bluetooth headset, likely relaying updates to the kitchen about what appetizer is running out or which dish to serve next. When she sees you she waves and says something into the headset about taking a quick break. @@.destiny;"$name, you look great!"@@<<if $temp.switch1>> <<if $current_outfit.id eq "custom_destiny_party">><<AddFem 2>>She smiles. @@.destiny;"I was right, you totally have the legs to pull that skirt off."@@ You blush, embarrassed. Being told how great you look in girl's clothes still rubs you the wrong way. @@.yellow;"You were right,"@@ you nod.<<else>>You blush, embarrassed. Being told how great you look in girl's clothes still rubs you the wrong way. @@.yellow;"Sorry I didn't wear what you picked out,"@@ you begin. Destiny interrupts you. @@.destiny;"Don't worry about it."@@ She laughs. @@.destiny;"You know your own style better than I do."@@<</if>><</if>> A male voice from behind you speaks up. @@.kurt;"$name really does look great."@@ @@.yellow;"Kurt,"@@ [[you say through clenched teeth, turning around and seeing him.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Party 5"]] @@.yellow;"You followed me over here. Great."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party 5">>He nods enthusiastically. @@.kurt;"Yeah! Hi Destiny, you look nice tonight."@@ He steps forward, his body now so close to yours that his shoulder touches you. You move away to put a little distance between the two of you. Destiny gives you a sympathetic glance. @@.destiny;"Kurt,"@@ she says gently, @@.destiny;"maybe you should-"@@ Destiny pauses and then holds a finger up to her bluetooth, like she's trying to make something out. @@.destiny;"Uh oh,"@@ she says. @@.destiny;"Excuse me,"@@ she breaks away and disappears into the kitchen. Kurt puts a hand on the small of your back. @@.kurt;"So $name, what's up?"@@ I would let the Storm Witch strip me of my honor if it meant getting out of here. Unfortunately, no undead sorceress shows up. @@.kurt;"Hey mom,"@@ Kurt says to someone behind you. @@.kurt;"Have you met $name Jones? She was supposed to cater tonight but Alice let her have the night off."@@ [[You turn and see a tall woman|W3Sat][$control.location to "Party 6"]], with a proud chin, bottle blonde hair, a svelte waist and hardly any wrinkles. She looks like the trophy wife of every rich guy, ever. She kind of reminds you of your own mom.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party 6">>@@.lisa;"I'm afraid I haven't had the pleasure,"@@ the woman says with a practiced smile, @@.lisa;"how do you do, dear?"@@ Her eyes dart up and down, not mising a single detail about your appearance. She holds out a single hand. <<if $current_outfit.id eq "custom_destiny_party">><<ShowImage "baker-party" 630>><</if>> @@.yellow;"Ma'am,"@@ you say quietly, taking her hand and gently shaking it. @@.lisa;"My son seems to be quite distracted by you,"@@ she observes, a smile on her face. The smile doesn't quite meet her eyes. @@.lisa;"All he's spoken of for days is tonight and seeing you."@@ She locks eyes with you and you <<if $fem gte 275>>feel very exposed and vulnerable.<<else>>read animosity in her gaze.<</if>> You're the first one to look away, unsettled by her intensity. @@.lisa;"Personally,"@@ she drawls, @@.lisa;"I don't get it."@@ She continues on before you have time to register the insult. @@.lisa;"Kurt, be a dear and fetch me a drink, will you? Vodka tonic."@@ For the first time tonight you find yourself wanting Kurt near you. [[He hurries off to find a waiter|W3Sat][$control.location to "Party 7"]], not realizing that he could signal one instantly.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party 7">><<if $current_outfit.id eq "custom_destiny_party">>@@.lisa;"You seem like a nice girl, dear. My son certainly thinks so."@@<<else>>@@.lisa;"My son certainly seems intrigued you."@@<</if>> Mrs. Baker frowns at you. @@.lisa;"You know, we don't get strangers here often. Miss Jones, was it?"@@ You nod. @@.lisa;"And you work for Harry?"@@ You nod again. @@.lisa;"Interesting."@@ Kurt returns, smiling brightly. @@.kurt;"They said no because I'm only nineteen."@@ His mother smiles good naturedly. @@.lisa;"It's alright, dear."@@ He looks from her to you. @@.kurt;"What's up? What're you guys talking about?"@@ @@.lisa;"Just the weather, dear."@@ She changes the subject. @@.lisa;"And I'm sure that neither $name nor I want to be referred to as 'you guys.'"@@ She admonishes him. @@.lisa;"Well, I'm going to go mingle. Have fun, you two."@@ She grabs your shoulder and gives you a light squeeze. @@.lisa;"It was a pleasure to meet you, $name Jones."@@ With that, [[Kurt's mom leaves.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Party 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party 8">>@@.yellow;"Wow,"@@ you tell Kurt, @@.yellow;"She's intense."@@ He looks confused. @@.kurt;"What do you mean?"@@ You sigh. @@.yellow;"Nothing."@@ You drift to the side, trying to get away from Kurt, but he's stuck on you like glue. Strangers say hello to him, and you're able to slip away from Kurt. Finally. You find a table with food, and you happily munch away. How long do I have to stay at this thing, you wonder. Would it be rude to leave now? Someone coughs over the speakers, and you look over to see Alice motioning for silence. She has a mic in one hand and looks unusually sweaty. @@.alice;"Thank you."@@ She gestures to her side, where Mrs. Baker and an unknown man stand. @@.alice;"Let's hear from your hosts, Daniel and Lisa Baker."@@ Daniel Baker is tall, with a lean frame. His hair is reddish-gold, his complexion ruddy. [[The Bakers step forward.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Party 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party 9">>You kind of tune out, bored. The Bakers give some banal speech about being proud of their son, and how glad they are that he's home for the summer. Is finishing your first year of college that big a deal? You pop a sugary donut into your mouth. Kurt joins them and says thank you. All of them standing there, you think they look like they're posing to have their picture taken. Glancing around to either side of you, the other guests are gazing at the Bakers adoringly. The speeches finish. You look toward the kitchen. You catch a glimpse of Arthur's face for just a second, before it vanishes. Kurt spots you and waves. Ungh, I should stop avoiding him. I'm here because he invited me. You think of Arthur's face. Then again, Kurt is kind of the worst. [[Be polite and stay with Kurt.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Kurt"]] [[Quick, before Kurt can get to you! Go after Arthur.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Party 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party 10">>You charge through the crowd toward the kitchen, mostly hurrying to escape another "What's up" from Kurt. When you reach the kitchen you dart to your left, rushing through an atrium to the door outside. Arthur goes this way a lot, usually whenever he's on break. And Kurt probably won't find you out here. Arthur is there, staring angrily at his phone. @@.yellow;"Hey,"@@ you say, surprising him. @@.arthur;"$name. What're you doin' out here?"@@ You shrug. Avoiding Kurt. You probably shouldn't say that, though. @@.yellow;"I saw you earlier but you seemed upset. And Destiny disappeared. Is something going on?"@@ Arthur snorts. @@.arthur;"Everything's fine. Someone tried to steal the cake for dessert but Destiny stopped her."@@ @@.yellow;"Oh. That's good."@@ You look around. [[Arthur stares at you expectantly.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Party 11"]] @@.arthur;"Is something going on with you?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party 11">>@@.yellow;"It's Kurt,"@@ you admit. @@.yellow;"Can I hide out here for a while?"@@ He smiles and laughs. @@.arthur;"That bad, huh?"@@ You nod. @@.yellow;"Yeah, that bad."@@ @@.arthur;"You looked like you were having a good time."@@ @@.yellow;"The food's really good,"@@ you answer honestly. Arthur laughs again. @@.arthur;"I thought you were into Kurt,"@@ Arthur says out of nowhere. @@.yellow;"Nope,"@@ you reply. Please change the subject, please change the subject, please change the- @@.arthur;"So you don't like him?"@@ @@.yellow;"No,"@@ you tell him. @@.yellow;"Why does that matter?"@@ [[Arthur looks at you.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Party 12"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party 12">>He just shrugs, though. Saving you another embarassing conversation. Do girls deal with this shit all the time? @@.arthur;"I'll go check to see if you're missed."@@ Arthur disappears back inside. He returns a minute later. @@.arthur;"Kurt is asking if anyone's seen you."@@ You shrug and wave your phone at him. @@.yellow;"Lucky me there's like a hundred new Peddit posts to catch up on."@@ Arthur flashes you a thumb's up. @@.arthur;"I've got to go do a check-in. Give me like a half hour and I'll give you a ride home?"@@ @@.yellow;"That would be awesome. Thanks!"@@ [[You sit down on a folding chair and turn back to your phone.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Party 13"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Party 13 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Party 13">>Thirty minutes later Arthur sticks his head outside the door and jingles his car keys at you. You follow him around the back and sneak into his car. Arthur takes you back to the cottage. He pulls up and when you turn to say good night he tells you it's no problem. Relieved to have a good friend, you head inside. You climb into the shower, then sit down on your bed.<<PillOptions "W3Sun" "night">><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt">><<AddFem 2>>Kurt catches you. @@.kurt;"Hey $name,"@@ he grins, @@.kurt;"did you see me up there?"@@ @@.yellow;"I sure did,"@@ you roll your eyes. The party continues on, with more food coming out. You hear people remarking about Kurt's <<if $current_outfit.id eq "custom_destiny_party">>gorgeous<<else>>beautiful<</if>> date. With how close he stays next to you and how familiar he acts, you can't really fault them for thinking that. Although you still dislike being referred to as an attractive girl. @@.kurt;"Hey,"@@ Kurt says for the millionth time. What's up, you automatically hear in your head. Instead, he surprises you. @@.kurt;"Come with me."@@ He walks away, not even checking to see if you're following him, just trusting that you will. You sigh, but go after him anyway. He goes into the parking lot and starts rumming through a gleaming sports car. @@.kurt;"Here we go."@@ Kurt is holding a brown box. He hands it to you. [[Open the box.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Kurt 2"; $flag.poshpartygift to true]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 2">><<AddFem 2>>Inside is a drawing. You pick up the plastic covered piece of paper, and tilt it to better see it in the light. It's a monster, a familiar sketch you've seen online. This particular drawing was an early draft of the second Astoria book's cover. This one is unique, though, because of two signatures in both top corners. The one on the right is the artist's signature, the same artist who designed the book's jacket. The signature on the left is L.L. Bernard's. With a gasp you realize you're holding an original, official sketch from the Astoria series. In your shock you almost drop the box and drawing. @@.yellow;"What,"@@ you stammer, @@.yellow;"How?"@@ Kurt smiles shyly. @@.kurt;"Destiny said you really liked those Astoria books. I didn't know a lot about them, so I just got something expensive because I figured then it would be good."@@ Total disbelief dominates your face. @@.kurt;"Don't you like it,"@@ Kurt asks anxiously. @@.yellow;"I,"@@ you don't even know what to say. @@.yellow;"I do,"@@ you admit. @@.yellow;"It's the nicest thing anyone has ever given me."@@ You're surprised to realize that that's actually true. @@.yellow;"Thank you, Kurt."@@ Before you can stop yourself, [[you hug him.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Kurt 3"]] The gesture surprises him as much as it surprises you.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 3">>@@.kurt;"I'm glad you like it."@@ Kurt's arms cross around you to hug you back. They're stronger than you would have expected. The hug lingers a second longer, than you disentangle yourself. You follow Kurt back inside, and head to the kitchen to stash the box for later. While you're there you look around, but Arthur is nowhere to be seen. The rest of the party is a lot more tolerable, even though it's more of the same. Kurt's constant hovering isn't quite so irritating any longer. Eventually some guests trickle out. You don't have a ride, however, so you're hoping to catch one with Destiny. If you could find her, that is. You haven't seen her in hours. You try the kitchen but nobody can tell you where Destiny or Arthur are. Not seeing any other option, you turn to Kurt. @@.yellow;"Do you mind giving me a ride home?"@@ @@.kurt;"Sure thing,"@@ he says enthusiastically. [[You idly wait another twenty minutes as Kurt says bye to the last few guests.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Kurt 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 4">>You climb into the sports car with Kurt. He drives confidently, shifting gear with ease. This is the most at ease you've ever seen him. Kurt takes you back to the cottage. He pulls up and when you turn to say good night his face is astonishingly close. You freeze, but he doesn't kiss you. Relieved, you say good night and rush inside. You climb into the shower, then sit down on your bed.<<set $control.widgetlink1 to "W3Sun">><<PillOptions "W3Sun" "night">><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work preparations ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work preparations">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<outfitlist>> ║ │ <<outfit "work_resold">> ║ │ <<AddFem 2>> ║ │ <<outfit "work_resnew">> ║ │ <<AddFem 4>> ║ │ <</outfitlist>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>><<ShowMakeup>> Finally ready, [[you head to the party.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Catering"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Catering ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Catering">>You bike over to the restaurant. The nonstop work all week appears to have paid off; the place looks transformed. It was already high-brow, but now the inside looks like a Manhattan ballroom rather than a small town's fine dining establishment. There are no guests there yet. Alice stalks up and down the floor, barking orders like a commander preparing for battle. You're right on time, so you're spared her immediate wrath. She barks at you to go help in the back. You clock in and head to the kitchen, where a pile of dirty dishes already awaits you. An hour later you're pulled off of dish duty to go help circulate appetizers. Since you entered the kitchen the restaurant has filled up with people. Guests in nice clothes mingle and chat, while your coworkers silently fill up glasses and remove soiled plates. @@.arthur;"How's it going, $name?"@@ [[You turn and spot Arthur smiling at you.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Catering 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Catering 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Catering 2">><<AddFem 2>>@@.yellow;"It's going,"@@ you chuckle. You haven't seen a lot of Arthur lately. He and Destiny have both been working like crazy to support Alice for this party. @@.arthur;"I hear ya. I can't wait for tonight to end and everything to go back to normal."@@ You nod, then spot Alice watching you disapporivngly. @@.yellow;"I should go give out these crab cakes before Alice kills me."@@ He laughs. @@.arthur;"My fault for distracting you, sorry! Don't let her kill you, now. Our staff will get a lot less cute if we lose you."@@ Embarrassed by his comment, [[you scurry off.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Catering 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Catering 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Catering 3">>For the second time, you hear your name being called. @@.kurt;"$name!"@@ You turn and see Kurt waving animatedly. A few guests near him look taken aback by him. He is being pretty loud. Kurt's dressed in a dark suit, his hair perfectly parted. He doesn't even seem to be aware that he's causing a mild scene. @@.kurt;"What's up,"@@ he asks you obliviously. @@.yellow;"Not much,"@@ you awkwardly anwser. Aware of Alice's gaze on you - that woman sees everything - you hold out your platter. @@.yellow;"Care for a crab cake?"@@ He wrinkles his nose. @@.kurt;"Nah,"@@ he shakes his head. @@.kurt;"I don't like fish."@@ Before you can respond he brightens up. @@.kurt;"It's great to see you. I'm glad you came!"@@ You look around and then shrug. @@.yellow;"I mean, it's my job."@@ He seems surpised by that. @@.kurt;"Oh, right."@@ [[You take the opportunity to break away and continue serving.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Catering 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Catering 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Catering 4">>Kurt doesn't take the hint, though. @@.kurt;"What are you doing later?"@@ @@.yellow;"Cleaning up here."@@ You smile at two guests, both older women. @@.yellow;"Crab cake?"@@ Kurt follows you as you weave through the room, dispensing food. @@.kurt;"Oh, right. What about after that?"@@ Annoyed, you snap, @@.yellow;"I don't know. Cleaning up?"@@ Unperturbed, he nods reasonably. @@.kurt;"That makes sense."@@ You sigh and move to another group of people, offering them food. Kurt stays by your side. @@.kurt;"My parents are here. And my brother. I should introduce you to them."@@ That's weird. @@.yellow;"That's not necessary,"@@ you say blithely. Your tray empty, [[you head back toward the kitchen.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Catering 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Catering 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Catering 5">>You make it three feet before you realize that Kurt is following you. @@.yellow;"Kurt,"@@ you say firmly, @@.yellow;"I need to go to the kitchen now."@@ He nods. @@.kurt;"Sounds good."@@ Two more steps and you sigh and turn around again. @@.yellow;"It's employees only,"@@ you remind him. His eyes widen and he nods. @@.kurt;"Gotcha."@@ You move toward the kitchen and stop almost immediately. @@.yellow;"That means you can't go in."@@ @@.kurt;"Oh,"@@ Kurt looks like he just had an epiphany. @@.kurt;"I'll wait for you here."@@ @@.yellow;"Great,"@@ you sarcastically mutter [[before disappearing into the kitchen.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Catering 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Catering 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Catering 6">>You almost walk into Arthur. @@.arthur;"Careful,"@@ he warns you, @@.arthur;"Alice is on the warpath right now."@@ Before you can stop yourself your mouth gets you into trouble. @@.yellow;"When isn't she?"@@ Arthur just laughs. @@.arthur;"Destiny caught someone trying to steal the cake for tonight. Some people, right?"@@ @@.yellow;"That's crazy! When did that happen?"@@ @@.arthur;"Just now, Destiny and Alice are grilling her in the office now."@@ A horrible thought occurs to you. @@.yellow;"Are they going to call the police?"@@ If Officer Collins shows up you're in trouble. That bastard. Arthur shrugs. @@.arthur;"Probably not,"@@ Arthur drawls. @@.arthur;"I think I know who did it. She's one of Harry's employees, she was probably just drunk and bored."@@ He sounds confident. He must know the girl pretty well. @@.arthur;"They'll chew her out, sober her up and send her home."@@ [[He helps you load up a tray with more food.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Catering 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Catering 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Catering 7">>You carry out a platter of tiny sugar donuts that look irresistible and switch them out with an empty plate at a small self-serve table. Of course Kurt finds you immediately. @@.kurt;"Hey,"@@ he says cheerfully. @@.kurt;"What's up?"@@ Tonight is going to be painful. @@.kurt;"Mom,"@@ Kurt waves eagerly. @@.kurt;"Mom, come meet $name."@@ A tall woman approaches. She has a proud chin, bottle blonde hair, a svelte waist and hardly any wrinkles. She looks like the trophy wife of every rich guy, ever. She kind of reminds you of your own mom. @@.lisa;"Calm down, dear, what have I told you about acting excitable?"@@ She glances your way. @@.lisa;"You, go get me a vodka tonic."@@ Kurt tries to speak but his mother ignore himes. @@.lisa;"And go hard on the vodka. We aren't paying you people to be stingy."@@ @@.kurt;"Mom,"@@ Kurt finally gets her attention. @@.kurt;"This is $name!"@@ @@.lisa;"The girl you've been talking about all week?"@@ Kurt nods and Mrs. Baker actually looks at you this time. @@.lisa;"Well,"@@ she says finally, @@.lisa;"is she deaf? Where is my vodka tonic?"@@ What a bitch. [[You break away from them to go get Mrs. Baker her drink.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Catering 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Catering 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Catering 8">>You tell the bartender and wait while he pours Mrs. Baker a drink. While you wait you look back and spot Kurt and his mother talking closely. She looks annoyed. You bring her the drink and she barely gives you a thank you before she drifts away. @@.lisa;"With me, Kurt,"@@ she snaps. @@.lisa;"It's almost time for the speeches."@@ As if on cue, someone coughs over the speakers, and you look over to see Alice motioning for silence. She has a mic in one hand and looks unusually sweaty. @@.alice;"Thank you."@@ She gestures to her side, where Mrs. Baker and an unknown man stand. @@.alice;"Let's hear from your hosts, Daniel and Lisa Baker."@@ Daniel Baker is tall, with a lean frame. His hair is reddish-gold, his complexion ruddy. The Bakers step forward and start speaking. You kind of tune out, bored. The Bakers give some banal speech about being proud of their son, and how glad they are that he's home for the summer. Is finishing your first year of college that big a deal? Kurt joins them and says thank you. All of them standing there, you think they look like they're posing to have their picture taken. [[Glancing around to either side of you|W3Sat][$control.location to "Catering 9"]], the other guests are gazing at the Bakers adoringly.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Catering 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Catering 9">>The speeches finish. Kurt spots you and waves. You unenthusiastically wave back. Arthur brings out another tray and takes your empty one from you. @@.arthur;"Looks like you have a secret admirer."@@ He nods toward the Bakers, where Kurt is giving you puppydog eyes. @@.yellow;"Worst secret ever,"@@ you mutter. Arthur laughs and then casually says, @@.arthur;"Hey, if you need to pretend to have a boyfriend, I'm available."@@ Taken aback, you aren't sure how to respond. @@.arthur;"You know,"@@ he says quickly, @@.arthur;"so that he'll leave you alone."@@ That's actually not the worst idea ever. @@.yellow;"I'll keep that in mind."@@ At that, you go back to circulating with food. Kurt heads your way, but is intercepted by his mother again. [[The night drags on.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Catering 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Catering 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Catering 10">>Eventually some guests begin to leave. Kurt is busy saying farewells and socializing, so you're free to do your job and help your coworkers clean up. When it's finally time for Kurt to leave, you're conveniently elbow deep in some dirty pans. You hear Arthur tell him that you're busy, and Kurt leaves disappointed. It's over an hour after the last guest has left before the wait staff is able to leave. Arthur offers to give you a ride home; it is pretty late to be riding your bike outside alone, so you accept. Arthur takes you back to the cottage. He pulls up and when you turn to say good night he tells you it's no problem. Relieved to have a good friend, you head inside. [[Continue.|W3Sat][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Night ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Night">>You climb into the shower, then sit down on your bed. <<PillOptions "W3Sun" "night">><</daypassage>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>>[[Week start]] ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">>You wake up with a stiff neck and a boner. @@.yellow;"Two stiffies this morning,"@@ you say groggily. "That command was not recognized, Sasha. Please rephrase your query" @@.yellow;"Shut up,"@@ you snap at the eWardrobe. @@.yellow;"How about you recognize my balls to your-"@@ "That command was not recognized, Sasha. Please rephrase your query" You hurl a pillow at the computer screen and growl in frustration. @@.yellow;"Initiate quiet mode."@@ The computer falls mercifully silent, but now that you're awake you may as well [[go face the day.|W3Sun][$control.location to "Morning"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">><<if $route.job eq "store" and $flag.activitysignup>>You have kickball practice today, so you should probably [[get dressed for that.|W3Sun][$control.location to "Kickball"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $route.job eq "res" and $flag.activitysignup>>People helping with the live-reading are meeting today, so you should probably [[get dressed for that.|W3Sun][$control.location to "Live reading"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>For the first time in forever you feel like there are no expectations in place for you today. You can do whatever you want! Well, [[after you get dressed,|W3Sun][$control.location to "Free time"]] of course.<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Live reading ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Live reading">>What will you wear today? <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Live reading 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Live reading 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Live reading 2">>With your clothes picked out you get on your bike and head to the bookstore. You're early, arriving before everyone else. You can see Val through the bookstore's window, so at least you won't have to wait outside. You head in, causing her to look up from whatever she was doing. @@.val;"Oh, hey $name."@@ She gives you a distracted wave and then bites her lip, once again focused on whatever is in front of her. <<ShowImage "ValWave" 0>> You stand there, waiting awkwardly. There aren't any chairs out, so there's no where to sit. @@.yellow;"Do you need any help,"@@ you ask. She looks up and frowns. @@.val;"What?"@@ @@.yellow;"I asked if you need any help? Want me to put out chairs or anything?"@@ She nods thouthfully. @@.val;"Actually, yeah that would be super helpful. Thanks, $name."@@ [[You put out chairs.|W3Sun][$control.location to "Live reading 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Live reading 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Live reading 3">>Halfway through Val sighs and takes off her glasses, rubbing her eyes with her free hands. @@.val;"Sorry for being so spaced out."@@ @@.yellow;"You're fine. Is this really stressful?"@@ She seems embarrassed. @@.val;"It's just,"@@ she puts her glasses back on. @@.val;"Okay, maybe you'll understand. They say don't meet your heroes. But I am, and that's exciting and scary all at once."@@ She looks down and plays with her hair. @@.val;"Part of me thinks it will be amazing."@@ She shrugs and bites her lip again. @@.val;"I know I'm putting a lot of pressure on this to go well, and it's silly, but I can't help it."@@ She laughs. @@.val;"I just spent so much time trying to decide whether to let someone else handle the food, or if I should do it myself? But then who will plan out activities for the hours before the live-reading? What about sleeping accomodations?"@@ She takes a deep breath. @@.val;"I'm working myself up again."@@ You're kind of impressed. @@.yellow;"You overthink things more than I do."@@ She smiles. @@.val;"Figured me out already, have you?"@@ [[The door opens and Destiny comes in.|W3Sun][$control.location to "Live reading 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Live reading 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Live reading 4">>Two more people enter right after her. You finish setting up the chairs, then chat with Destiny for a little. Once everyone is there Val is hands out the role assignments. @@.val;"Sam and Elizabeth, you two will handle lodging and rental car. Destiny, will you do food?"@@ Destiny nods. @@.destiny;"I could have guessed that one,"@@ she whispers to you. @@.val;"I'll take care of entertaining L.L. Bernard for the day before the live-reading at night."@@ She examines her clipboard. @@.val;"$name, do you want to help me?"@@ @@.yellow;"Sure."@@ Val finishes giving out the assignments and then pulls you aside. @@.val;"What should we do that day? Hope's Point is so boring. I'm freaking out."@@ You tell her you'll think about it and try to get some ideas for next time. @@.val;"Thanks, $name. You're being such a huge help."@@ [[She leans forward and hugs you.|W3Sun][$control.location to "Live reading 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Live reading 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Live reading 5">>Val says she'll text you in a few days, so you decide to leave. Destiny is already gone, and you don't want to hang out and brainstorm with Val. The truth is you have no idea about anything fun to do in Hope's Point. But you can't admit that to Val, it'll just stress her out more. Maybe there's someone you can ask? You must know someone here who knows how to have a good time. You'll have to think about it. Meanwhile, [[you head home.|W3Sun][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kickball ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kickball">>What will you wear today? <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Kickball 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["exercise"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kickball 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kickball 2">>With your clothes picked out you get on your bike and head to practice. Chris and Candice are the only ones there when you arrive. @@.candice;"Thanks for being early, $name,"@@ Candice smiles at you as she struggles with two stacks of orange cones. @@.chris;"Yeah, $name,"@@ Chris teases, @@.chris;"way to be a nerd and show up before everyone else."@@ @@.yellow;"So, like you guys?"@@ You set your bike down and cross your arms as judgementally as you can, which doesn't come off as impressively as you hoped. Candice laughs while Chris pretends to be insulted. @@.chris;"I'm co-captain, I have to be a nerd!"@@ He unloads some supplies from the back of a van his arms rippling around a heavy box. @@.yellow;"Do either of you need any help,"@@ [[you ask.|W3Sun][$control.location to "Kickball 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kickball 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kickball 3">>@@.chris;"Sure, do you want to help me go through this stuff?"@@ He looks at Candice, who's still struggling with her cones. @@.chris;"Unless you want some help with those, Cand?"@@ She shakes her head<<if $flag.funnymakeup>> no. [[Help Chris.|W3Sun][$control.location to "Kickball 4"; $flag.activityroute to "Chris"]]<<else>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>. @@.candice;"Help would be fantastic, but I can manage either way."@@ @@.chris;"Up to you, $name,"@@ Chris smiles. @@.chris;"Do you want to hang out with me, or with Candice?"@@ [[Help Chris.|W3Sun][$control.location to "Kickball 4"; $flag.activityroute to "Chris"]] [[Help Candice.|W3Sun][$control.location to "Kickball 4"; $flag.activityroute to "Candice"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kickball 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kickball 4">><<if $flag.activityroute eq "Chris">>You try to grab the next box out of the van, but it's a little too heavy. Feeling foolish, you settle for pulling a single kickball out of the box and carrying it over to where Chris is sitting down everything else. He flashes you a grin, but doesn't tease you about being weak. Even his considerable muscles seem to be struggling with the boxes, so it's probably just that they're really heavy. @@.chris;"Thanks for helping,"@@ he says after the last box is unloaded. You can't tell if he's mocking you or not. @@.yellow;"Like I really did that much."@@ Being bullied taught you that if you self-deprecate then others are less likely to pile on. @@.chris;"Nah, I mean it,"@@ Chris nods earnestly. @@.chris;"We always tell people that donate to our shelter, 'every little bit helps.'"@@ He smiles and cocks his head to the side, his eyes locked with yours. @@.candice;"Let's go guys,"@@ Candice waves at you and Chris. @@.candice;"The others are getting here."@@ [[You and Chris go join the group.|W3Sun][$control.location to "Kickball 5"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $flag.activityroute eq "Candice">>You take some cones out of Candice's hands, leaving her a much more manageable stack to deal with. @@.candice;"Thanks, $name."@@ She smiles, and as always it makes her face ten times lovelier. She should smile more. Or maybe she needs more reasons to smile. Video games and porn make you smile, maybe she needs to try that? She's looking at you expectantly, and you realize that while you were daydreaming she was waiting for a response. @@.yellow;"No problem."@@ You and Candice stagger the orange cones around to set up practice areas. At one point she bends over to put adjust a cone and you do what you do every time a teenage girl bends over: you stare at her ass. It's a pretty nice sight. Not as nice as <<routes>><<job "store">>Justine<<job "res">>Destiny<</routes>>'s, but still good. @@.candice;"$name?"@@ Candice is staring at you. Shit! Normally you're really good at checking out chicks without them realizing. She totally caught me. She gives you a funny look @@.candice;"The others are arriving. Let's go."@@ [[You and Candice rejoin the kickball team.|W3Sun][$control.location to "Kickball 5"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kickball 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kickball 5">>Candice and Chris gather the group together. @@.candice;"Okay, we'll be doing ball handling skills today. We're going to split into two groups. Half with Chris, half with me."@@ Chris sniggers, but Candice ignores him. She sorts people quickly. You can't tell if it's random or pre-determined. <<if $flag.activityroute eq "Chris">>@@.candice;"$name, you're with Chris."@@ [[Go with Chris.|W3Sun][$control.location to "Kickball 6"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $flag.activityroute eq "Candice">>@@.candice;"$name, you're with me."@@ [[Go with Candice.|W3Sun][$control.location to "Kickball 6"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kickball 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kickball 6">><<if $flag.activityroute eq "Chris">>Chris takes half the group aside to practice catching the ball. He demonstrates the correct form to maintain when catching a kickball, and emphasizes that one should use both hands. You try your best, but you're easily one of the worst players there. Even some of the other girls are better than you are. I've never been very athletic, but this is ridiculous. Chris blows a whistle that hangs around his neck. @@.chris;"Let's practice that a few more times. Pair up! $name, you're with me."@@ You wonder if he's regretting asking you to join the team. You're really embarrassed by how badly you're doing. I suck. It feels even worse because Chris is so confident and athletic and masculine. He tosses a ball at you. You weren't ready and it bounces off of your face. @@.chris;"Let's try again,"@@ he smiles cheerfully. @@.chris;"Jordan wasn't the king the first time he stepped on the court."@@ You aren't sure who Jordan is, or why he trod on his royal retainers, but you agree to try again.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $flag.activityroute eq "Candice">>Candice takes half the group aside to practice catching the ball. She demonstrates the correct form to maintain when catching a kickball, and emphasizes that one should use both hands. You try your best, but you're easily one of the worst players there. Even some of the other girls are better than you are. I've never been very athletic, but this is ridiculous. @@.candice;"Okay, you all practice that a few more times. $name, let's work on this a little more closely."@@ You wonder if Candice is regretting asking you to join the team. I suck. But she's strangely sweet and positive. @@.candice;"We all have different strengths,"@@ she tells you while carefully tossing the ball your way. Your hands miss the ball completely and it bounces off of your face. Embarrassed, you look at Candice. @@.candice;"We'll dig deep to find yours,"@@ she reassures you.<</if>> [[Practice continues on.|W3Sun][$control.location to "Kickball 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kickball 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kickball 7">>Next up is kicking drills. More fielding drills. Laps. It's only an hour long practice, but Candice and Chris fit in a lot. Your one saving grace is that you never really feel tired. I guess bicycling everywhere has helped my stamina. You bend down to tie your shoe, and then wipe some dirt off your legs. When you look up, you realize <<if $flag.activityroute eq "Chris">><<AddFem 2>>Chris is staring at you. You stand straight up and he looks away. <<if $fem gte 275>>I can't really blame him, he thinks I'm a girl. Still, you feel self-conscious.<<else>>Just like that, you aren't having fun any more.<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $flag.activityroute eq "Candice">>Candice is staring at you. Is there dirt on my ass? She has a curious look on her face, and a horrifying thought strikes you. What if she somehow saw the outline of my dick or something?<</if>> Embarrassed, you flee the field pretty much as soon as practice ends and [[head home.|W3Sun][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Free time ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Free time">>What will you wear today? <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Free time 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "workout"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Free time 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Free time 2">>Now you just need to figure out what you want to do today.<<if $route.jake>> As if on cue you get a text from Jake asking if you want to hang out. You can guess pretty easily at what his idea of "hanging out" entails. Texting him back a "yes" is going to end with a dick in my mouth, I guarantee it. [[Agree to hang out. There's no guarantee a dick is for sure going to be in your mouth.|W3Sun][$control.location to "Jake"; $fem += 10]] [[Do anything else.|W3Sun][$control.location to "Free time 3"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>> [[Find something to do.|W3Sun][$control.location to "Free time 3"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Free time 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Free time 3">>You decide to get in one quick Call of Deity game, and then you'll go outside on a hike, or you'll be productive, or something. [[One quick game.|W3Sun][$control.location to "Free time 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Free time 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Free time 4">>You play one, then another. A few more. Not a lot, but a couple. @@.yellow;"Alright, one more and then I'll go outside."@@ You glance at the clock. @@.yellow;Probably one, maybe two. Definitely no more than two."@@ But then you and this Fenrir player connect. Tyr has always been one of your best deities, so a Fenrir who's actually competent is refreshing. The opposing Kami team doesn't even come close to stopping you and Fenrir from completing the objectives to restore Tyr's hand, and after that the outcome of the match is a forgeone conclusion. Afterward Fenrir asks you to form a group and you quickly agree. You don't stop playing until nightfall, when both you and Fenrir finally lose, breaking your nine game win streak. [[You decide to call it quits.|W3Sun][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<AddBreath_Strong "cum">> ║ │ <<AddKiss "Jake">> ║ │ <<AddBlowjob "Jake">> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>Hours later you walk back into the cottage, the taste of semen still on your tongue. I don't know how this keeps happening. He said he wanted to hang out! But then that just led to him kissing you and making out, and then that led to his hands wandering. You said you were still on your period, and before you knew it, boom! Dick in your mouth. You brush your teeth nineteen times and [[vow that this will not happen again.|W3Sun][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Night ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Night">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<CheckBlowjob "Jake" 21>> ║ │ <<if _isonlist>> ║ │ <<ApplyToothpaste>> ║ │ <</if>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>You waste the rest of the day away watching some TV shows. Night comes, and you get ready for bed.<<PillOptions "Week start" "night">><</daypassage>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>>[[W4T]] ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">>You sit up in bed as soon as you awake. Today you'll go get your missing paycheck, <<if $fem gte 300>>and while you're at it you'll casually mention that your cousin is looking for work. You're just a few hours away from getting your life - and your identity - back on track.<<else>>but will it really be that easy? You can picture it: five minutes before getting paid you'll probably meet some government official who wants to inspect the cottage on a random night next week, and you'll be stuck living as $name for another ten days. This whole town is bullshit.<</if>> With a groan you get out of bed and [[face the day.|W4M][$control.location to "Morning"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">>You eat breakfast, <<if $fem gte 200>>and then with a sigh head to the eWardrobe.<<else>>dragging it out for as long as possible. Eventually you finish. Reluctantly, you head to the eWardrobe to get dressed for work.<</if>> <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning 2">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<routes>> ║ │ <<job "store">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work store">> ║ │ <<job "res">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work res">> ║ │ <</routes>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>You check the mirror and then [[head to work.|W4M][$control.location to _passagelink]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store">>When you get to the store you’re surprised to see all of coffee stand's baristas and all of your coworkers milling about outside the store. You look around for Justine, and find her on her phone, looking bored. @@.yellow;"What's going on?"@@ Justine shrugs. @@.justine;"Some dumb announcement. Harry is probably pissed about all the free coffee being given out."@@ She puts her phone away and grabs your hand. @@.justine;"Speaking of, let's go get something to drink. I have a caffeine headache starting."@@ @@.yellow;"Aren't we supposed to wait here,"@@ you panic as Justine drags you away. @@.yellow;"And isn't giving out free coffee what's causing problems?"@@ @@.justine;"Maybe,"@@ Justine says without a hint of concern. @@.justine;"But I put an extra shot in Hillary's drip this morning, so she's going to be in the bathroom for at least another twenty minutes."@@ Well, that's really gross. @@.justine;"Come on!"@@ [[Justine leads you into the espresso stand.|W4M][$control.location to "Work store 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 2">><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">>Justine makes the two of you coffee. Judging by the empty cup in the trash and the lipstick stains that match Justine's makeup, your guess is that this isn't her first sip of caffeine. @@.yellow;"Should you be drinking so much coffee all of the time?"@@ @@.justine;"Probably not,"@@ Justine chirps cheeruflly. @@.justine;"But I don't really get along with 'moderation.'"@@ She makes air quotes with her fingers. @@.justine;"Excess is more fun, anyway."@@ You hoist yourself up onto a free bit of counter and sit there while Justine fiddles with machines and turns knobs. @@.yellow;"I wonder what the announcement is about."@@ @@.justine;"Whatever it is, I hope it doesn't take long. Monday mornings should exist only if there's no interaction with other people,"@@ she looks up at you. @@.justine;"Except for you, obviously."@@ Justine puts a cup under a spout right before dark liquid shoots out of it. When the coffee is finished you both go back outside. You spot Frank demanding that Benny explain to him why everyone is there. Benny repeats continiously that he doesn't know, while Frank interjects with "what?" over Benny's monotone replies. [[It feels like forever passes before Hillary finally comes out of the store.|W4M][$control.location to "Work store 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 3">>@@.hillary;"Sorry 'bout the delay, y'all."@@ Hillary beckons for the crowd to follow her into the store. @@.hillary;"Somethin' ain't sitting right with me this mornin'."@@ She pats her stomach and shakes her head uncomfortably. @@.hillary;"Justine, you sure that was regular drip?"@@ Justine nods, the picture of innocence. @@.justine;"Definitely."@@ Hillary scowls. @@.hillary;"Darn fast food. I can't leave those breakfast sandwiches alone, though. Too good."@@ She shrugs, then holds up a piece of paper. She squints at it, then pats the breast pockets of her shirt. @@.hillary;"Anyone seen my glasses?"@@ @@.orange;"What?"@@ Frank's voices makes you jump. Benny points to the top of Hillary's head. She reaches up, finds her glasses sitting there, and beams. @@.hillary;"Thank you, Benny. Frank, go put your ears in."@@ She gestures toward the old man. @@.hillary;"Everyone else, sit tight until we're all ready."@@ [[A few more minutes pass while your coworkers get themselves together.|W4M][$control.location to "Work store 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 4">>You and Justine exchange bored looks. With the exception of Justine, how did you end up joining a troupe of such weird people? @@.hillary;"Alright now, let's begin."@@ She looks down at the paper in her hands. @@.hillary;"Do ya'll know about 'hacking?' No Frank, HACKING. It's with computers. It's like stealin'."@@ Someone shushes Frank. @@.hillary;"Settle down, now. Frank, you can read the announcement after and we'll talk if you still got questions."@@ She resumes reading. @@.hillary;"There was a hack of computer systems in town. All of Harry's businesses were affected."@@ She squints at a word for a second. @@.hillary;"Now, Harry takes security very seriously. Everyone’s paychecks were delayed due to concerns about the hack, but the experts say it's alright now. You should all get your money at midnight. Harry is also including a bonus for the delay."@@ Pretty much everyone in the room brightens up at that little bit of information. Hillary goes back to the prepared statement. @@.hillary;"The authorities are close to finding the perpetrator. As a precaution, all businesses in Hope’s Point are expected to tighten their hiring standards, at least temporarily. For the next two weeks we’ll be closely examining all new hires, more than usual."@@ She pauses to smile. @@.hillary;"Unless I interview them, that is. Ya'll know I'm no good at grillin' people."@@ The store employees chuckle. @@.hillary;"But, if you have friends or family who need a job, tell them we’ll be vetting everyone pretty thoroughly. Strict hiring practices for the next fourteen days."@@ She shrugs. @@.hillary;"That’s about it. There's more, I'll post it up to read if you want."@@ [[The announcement finished, everyone leaves except for those scheduled to work.|W4M][$control.location to "Work store 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 5">><<AddFem 4>>For your coworkers, the news about a money bonus eclipses everything else. For you, though, there's nothing but anxiety. Strict hiring practices for the next two weeks? Two more weeks. You’ve already lived as a girl for three weeks, and now you need to do two more. <<if $fem gte 300>>You don’t even feel anything. Of course this would happen. Of course. You’re practically numb to it, by now.<<else>>You fight down the urge to vomit. Why does life keep screwing you over like this?<</if>> You hurry after your boss. @@.yellow;"Hillary?"@@ She turns to look at you, then gestures to the empty chair in her office. @@.hillary;"Hey there, $name. Have a seat. What can I do for you?"@@ @@.yellow;"I was just wondering why new employees would be examined?"@@ You sit down. @@.yellow;"What could that have to do with the hack?"@@ She shifts in her seat. @@.hillary;"Well, the way it was explained to me is, the cops think an outsider did this. Someone who ain't from here."@@ Oh god, that sounds like me. @@.hillary;"And we got to at least show we don't just hire anyone."@@ She smiles. @@.hillary;"Any other questions?"@@ @@.yellow;"No, thank you."@@ [[You leave the office.|W4M][$control.location to "Work store 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 6">>I guess I should be more grateful I'm not under suspicion. The last thing you need is anyone checking your background. You're pretty sure that giant "M" under the "gender" category would stand out. You get to work. Justine comes in pretty often, which is a distraction you appreciate. Eventually, your shift ends and [[you head home.|W4M][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res">>When you get to the restaurant you’re greeted by small clumps of coworkers, anxiously milling about and whispering urgently. You navigate through the bodies and find Destiny surrounded by concerned faces. @@.destiny;"I know as much as you do,"@@ she tells them calmly. Judging by how much patience is in her voice, this isn’t the first time she’s informed them of this fact. Nonetheless, she continues on without the slightest hint of frustration. @@.destiny;"Alice will tell us everything shortly. I’m sorry that isn’t helpful. I think she’ll be ready soon."@@ Destiny spots you and her eyes lock with yours. You see the tiniest hint of desperation glimmer in her pupil. @@.destiny;"Oh, hey $name. Excuse me everyone, I need to speak with $name."@@ She extricates herself from your distressed colleagues and hurries over to you. @@.destiny;"Sorry for using you as an excuse,"@@ She whispers out of the corner of her mouth. @@.destiny;"I wanted to get away before the pitchforks came out."@@ @@.yellow;"No problem,"@@ you reassure her. @@.yellow;"What’s going on?"@@ [[Destiny shakes her head.|W4M][$control.location to "Work res 2"]] @@.destiny;"I don’t know. But it’s bad. Harry’s involved."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 2">>Terror grips you. What if they figured me out? You realize that doesn’t make sense. If Harry and Alice knew your secret then why would every restaurant employee be here? Wouldn’t they want to keep it quiet? Thinking logically should make you feel better, but for some reason anxiety still grips you. Whispers around you hypothesize that someone was stealing, or maybe there was a big problem at the party. <<if $flag.poshpartyatt and $flag.poshpartygift eq false>>Oh god, was it because I ditched Kurt? Am I being fired? Then why would they call everyone here? You’re only feeling more stressed out.<</if>> The door to Alice’s office opens up and everyone goes quiet. She steps out and enters the restaurant’s lobby, looking even more irritable than she usually does. @@.alice;"Alright,"@@ she says forcefully, @@.alice;"listen up, this is important."@@ Your coworkers settle down, although tension remains in the room. @@.alice;"The restaurant’s roster was hacked last week. We aren’t sure how much they got."@@ [[She frowns at a paper in her hand and squints.|W4M][$control.location to "Work res 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 3">>@@.alice;"Harry takes security very seriously,"@@ Alice continues. @@.alice;"A number of businesses in town were targeted, including some of his ventures."@@ She looks up. @@.alice;"We delayed everyone’s paychecks due to concerns about the internet thief stealing direct deposit numbers, but we’re confident that information wasn’t accessed. You should all get your money at midnight. Harry is also including a bonus for the wait."@@ Pretty much everyone in the room breathes a sigh of relief. Alice continues on. @@.alice;"The authorities are close to finding the culprit. In the meantime, all businesses in Hope’s Point are expected to tighten their hiring standards, at least temporarily. For the next two weeks we’ll be closely examining all new hires, more than usual."@@ She pauses to glare at the assembled employees. @@.alice;"I’m sure none of you were planning on switching careers, anyway."@@ Her glower subsides slightly and she keeps reading. @@.alice;"But, if you were hoping to add friends or relatives to our little family here, tell them we’ll be vetting everyone pretty thoroughly. Strict hiring practices for the next fourteen days."@@ She shrugs. @@.alice;"That’s about it. I’m supposed to reassure you all of more things, but we need to open on time today. If you’re scheduled to work, get to it. If you ain’t, leave."@@ [[She nods and walks back toward her office.|W4M][$control.location to "Work res 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 4">><<AddFem 4>>For everyone else, the atmosphere feels way more relaxed. One or two people are worried about their social security numbers being stolen, but the concerns are overshadowed by enthusiasm for an unexpected bonus. For you, though, the feeling is very different. Strict hiring practices for the next two weeks? Two more weeks. You’ve already lived as a girl for three weeks, and now you need to do two more. <<if $fem gte 300>>You don’t even feel anything. Of course this would happen. Of course. You’re practically numb to it, by now.<<else>>You fight down the urge to vomit. Why does life keep screwing you over like this?<</if>> @@.destiny;"$name?"@@ Destiny looks concerned. @@.destiny;"Are you alright?"@@ @@.yellow;"Fine,"@@ you mumble. Why isn’t the end ever in sight? Why can’t you just go be a guy again? With no answer in sight, [[you go get to work.|W4M][$control.location to "Work res 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 5">>Halfway through your shift you’re told to go check on a table. While the restaurant normally has you bussing and doing dishes, they have been trusting you more with taking drink orders and handing out menus. Maybe you’ll be able to start serving soon? That would be awesome! At least one good thing could come out of an otherwise shitty day. You trot out to the dining area, eager to check on your table. To your surprise, [[Kurt is the sole patron sitting there.|W4M][$control.location to "Kurt"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt">><<if $flag.poshpartygift>>The sight of him reminds you of the expensive gift sitting in the back of the restaurant. Perhaps it's because of his generosity, or his thoughtfulness in getting you something that fits your interests, but you don't really mind him waiting for you. It could be worse. Kurt isn’t that bad. @@.yellow;"Hey, Kurt."@@ @@.kurt;"$name!"@@ He grins. @@.kurt;"What's up?"@@ @@.yellow;"Not much,"@@ you say, reminding yourself that he probably doesn't know how annoying that questions is. @@.yellow;"Just working. What's up with you?"@@ @@.kurt;"I'm having lunch."@@ He nods confidently. @@.kurt;"Want to join me?"@@ You look around. @@.yellow;"Kurt, I'm working."@@ He seems surprised. @@.kurt;"Oh yeah."@@ [[You chuckle and leave to get him some water.|W4M][$control.location to "Kurt 3"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Dissapointed, you curse under your breath. Of course it would be Kurt. <<if $fem gte 300>>You put on a fake smile and try to sweetly ask, @@.yellow;"Can I get you anything while you wait for your server?"@@<<else>>You try not to let your irritation be too obvious. @@.yellow;"Can I get you anything while you wait for your server?"@@<</if>> @@.kurt;"$name, it’s me. It’s Kurt."@@ He seems very troubled by your greeting. You sigh. @@.yellow;"Yes, I know. Hi Kurt."@@ He brightens. @@.kurt;"Oh, good. What’s up?"@@ @@.yellow;"Just working."@@ You take a deep breath and try to control your temper like if you were playing ranked with a total noob. Today is not the day for this shit. @@.yellow;"Did you want something to drink?"@@ He waves his hand like it’s unimportant. @@.kurt;"Probably."@@ [[Frustrated, you try to hold in your temper.|W4M][$control.location to "Kurt 2"]] @@.yellow;"What would you like, then?"@@<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 2">><<if $flag.poshpartyatt>><<AddFem 2>>@@.kurt;"Did you have fun at my party?"@@ You keep an even tighter grip on your temper. Motherfucker didn't even answer my question about his drink. @@.yellow;"It was nice."@@ He seems pleased. @@.kurt;"Great! That's so great. I'm glad you liked it."@@ His brow furrows and he frowns. @@.kurt;"But you left early. Where did you go?"@@ <<if $fem gte 300>><<AddFem 2>>A twinge of guilt strikes you. He did ask you to attend the party as a guest, but you sort of ended up hiding outside with Arthur.<<else>>Oh shit, that's right. You wonder if Alice is going to be pissed that you hid outside with Arthur instead of socializing with Kurt.<</if>> @@.yellow;"I'll go get you some water,"@@ you say to change the subject. @@.yellow;"Can't have someone great like you getting dehydrated!"@@ He smiles, easily distracted by the compliment. Although it does make you a little sick to flatter another guy like that.<<else>>@@.kurt;"Did you have fun at my party?"@@ You keep an even tighter grip on your temper. Motherfucker didn't even answer my question about his drink. @@.yellow;"Well, I was working,"@@ you emphasize the words slowly for him, @@.yellow;"and work isn't supposed to be fun. So..."@@ He seems mystified. @@.kurt;"So you liked it?"@@ @@.yellow;"Yes Kurt,"@@ you sigh, @@.yellow;"I liked it."@@ @@.kurt;"Great! That's so great. I'm glad you liked it, because I like you."@@ <<if $fem gte 300>><<AddFem 2>>Guys only want one thing, huh? Are any dudes in this damn town not trying to get into my pants?<<else>>You freeze, instantly uncomfortable.<</if>> @@.yellow;"I'll go get you some water,"@@ you awkwardly mumble. What you do next some might call "fleeing," but you call it "getting the fuck away."<</if>> [[You take as long as you can to get him some water.|W4M][$control.location to "Kurt 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 3">><<set $temp.switch1 to false>>You set a glass down in front of him and then turn to go, but his voice stops you in your tracks. @@.kurt;"So, do you wanna hang out this Friday?"@@ @@.yellow;"Um,"@@ you stammer. You look around, hoping that someone will save you. Destiny is greeting a customer, no luck there. Alice is glowering at you, but what else is new? Arthur is looking at with you a frown. @@.yellow;"Um,"@@ you desperately try to buy yourself some time. <<if $poshpartyatt>>You rack your brain, but on the spot like that you can't think of an excuse. @@.yellow;"Sure,"@@ [[you reluctantly agree.|W4M][$control.location to "Kurt 4"]]<<else>>Wait, Arthur! That's right, he offered to pretend to be your boyfriend. That could get you out of this. Of course, that might make more trouble in its own way. [[Agree to go on a date.|W4M][$control.location to "Kurt end"; $temp.switch1 to false]] [[Say you already have plans with Arthur.|W4M][$control.location to "Fail"; $temp.switch1 to true]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Fail ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Fail">>@@.yellow;"I can't,"@@ you lie, @@.yellow;"I already made plans with Arthur."@@ @@.kurt;"Arthur?"@@ Kurt frowns. @@.kurt;"Are you sure?"@@ You nod. @@.kurt;I guess he could come hang out with us. He might feel like a third wheel, though."@@ @@.yellow;"No,"@@ you shake your head, @@.yellow;"I mean just Arthur and I. No one else."@@ Kurt looks toward Arthur, who stares right back. @@.kurt;"Hey Arthur,"@@ Kurt hollers loudly enough that you wince and desperately try to shush him, @@.kurt;"why are you hanging out with $name on Friday? I want to hang out with her."@@ Customers stare, and Alice looks ready to murder you. Embarrassment floods you as you're the center of attention, apprantly in the middle of a love triangle between two guys. I should have just said yes. Arthur strides over quickly. He's probably a bit confused, but at least he's aware enough to make the conversation a little more private. @@.arthur;"Me and $name,"@@ he looks at you, @@.arthur;"yeah, sorry Kurt."@@ Arthur shifts and stands a little closer to you. @@.arthur;"Better luck next in time."@@ [[Kurt takes out his phone.|W4M][$control.location to "Fail 2"]] @@.kurt;"Bobby said you guys were going to Lakehill Friday night."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Fail 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Fail 2">>Arthur sputters. @@.arthur;"Well, yeah. We are. Were, I mean. We were."@@ Like a cartoon, you slowly step back, letting the two <<if $fem gte 300>>guys<<else>>of them<</if>> figure it out. You flee into the kitchen, wishing you could avoid the world. It isn't long before Arthur finds you. @@.arthur;"Well, I wasn't ready for that,"@@ he drawls. @@.yellow;"I'm sorry,"@@ you stammer, @@.yellow;"I didn't know what to do and he caught me off guard and-"@@ Arthur holds up his hands, palms out. @@.arthur;"Woah, it's okay. Calm down."@@ He smiles gently, then looks down at the floor. @@.arthur;"I meant what I said about being an excuse for you, but..."@@ He trails off. You sigh. @@.yellow;"You have plans this Friday that you can't break just to get me out of a date."@@ @@.arthur;"I'm sorry,"@@ he sounds really apologetic. @@.yellow;"Don't worry about it."@@ You put it off for as long as you can, but eventually [[you have to leave the kitchen.|W4M][$control.location to "Kurt end"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt end ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt end">><<AddFem 4>><<if $temp.switch1>>Kurt is waiting for you as soon as you emerge. @@.kurt;"Good news,"@@ he announces happily. @@.kurt;"My brother and Arthur have plans on Friday night, so you're free to hang out with me."@@ @@.yellow;"Great,"@@ you say through gritted teeth. @@.yellow;"So. Great."@@ @@.kurt;"I'll pick you up at seven?"@@ He smiles at you and you nod. The rest of your shift feels like it drags on. You wish you had someone to complain to about Kurt, but Destiny is always busy and Arthur won't look you in the eye at all.<<else>>@@.kurt;"Great! I'll pick you up at seven."@@ He smiles at you and you smile back, although inwardly you feel sick. I keep getting stuck going on dates. You flee to the kitchen, avoiding Kurt and just about everyone else for the rest of your shift. You wish you had someone to complain to, but Destiny is always busy and Arthur is nowhere to be found.<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>> You stay hidden for the rest of your shift. At least today can't get any worse.<<if $flag.activitysignup>> It's only as you're biking home and passing the bookstore that you remember you're supposed to come up with good ideas for Val. What would the world's greatest author want to do here? L.L. Bernard has one of the most incredible mind's the planet has ever seen, so maybe you should think of something classy and high-brow? It's too bad I just left the restaurant, Destiny would be the perfect person to talk to. You decide to ask her about it tomorrow.<</if>> [[You get home and decide to unwind.|W4M][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Night ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Night">>Well that was the shittiest day ever. <<if $fem gte 300>><<AddFem 2>>Not that different from other shitty days you've had lately, though. It's almost alarming how used to this you're getting.<<else>>One more day in a long line of shitty days.<</if>> You decide to distract yourself with some television before eventually getting ready for bed. <<PillOptions "W4T" "night">><</daypassage>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>>[[W4W]] ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">><<set $flag.periodtalk to either(1, 2, 3)>>You wake up, your mind already churning. After a night to process the information that you'll be stuck as $name for two more weeks, you feel much closer to an emotional breakdown than you did yesterday. You've been living like a teenage girl for over three weeks as it is already, and now you have to do even more? By the time you're out of this you'll have spent over a month as a girl!<<if $fem gte 300>> I've done things I never thought I would.<</if>><<if $breastsize gte 13>><<AddFem 4>> You look down at your chest. I've even changed my body to keep up this stupid fucking secret. Even if it the effects of the pills were temporary, it was still unsettling to see the changes made to your body.<</if>> You wonder if it's really worth it. At some point enough has to be enough, right? If I call my parents <<if $fem gte 300>>and give up now, then everything I've been through will have been for nothing. You refuse to have done all of this for nothing. That just can't be the case.<<else>>now, my whole future will be set in stone. And not in the way you want, either. This has sucked, but it could be worse.<</if>> [[You get out of bed|W4T][$control.location to "Morning"]], determined that this setback won't be what beats you.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">>You eat breakfast and then go get changed for work. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning 2">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<routes>> ║ │ <<job "store">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work store">> ║ │ <<job "res">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work res">> ║ │ <</routes>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>Afer getting ready [[you head to work.|W4T][$control.location to _passagelink]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store">><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">>You get to the store a little early. <<if $fem gte 300>><<AddFem 2>>You tell yourself you're just ahead of schedule, but the truth is you're growing to really enjoy the one on one talks with Justine. And the coffee she always has for you doesn't hurt.<<else>>You tried to bike slower, but it didn't really help. I'm too early, you rebuke yourself. Now Justine is going to want to hang out and talk about boys. Or something. You aren't too upset, however. At least you'll get coffee out of it.<</if>> Justine is just getting out her car as you bike into the store's parking lot. Usually she's here way before me. @@.justine;"Hey,"@@ she greets you hoarsely. She rubs at one eye and yawns softly. @@.yellow;"Late night?"@@ You follow Justine into the coffee stand. She yawns again. @@.justine;"Yeah."@@ A sleepy smile stretches across her face. Twelve minutes later, after Justine has started sipping from her third cup of coffee, [[she tells you about her night.|W4T][$control.location to "Work store 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 2">>@@.justine;"I was with Tiger last night."@@ You quirk an eyebrow. @@.yellow;"Who?"@@ @@.justine;"You know,"@@ she nods empathetically. @@.justine;"Tiger."@@ You shake your head. @@.justine;"Tall guy."@@ She looks at you from over her coffee. @@.justine;"We met him when we got you more pills."@@ An image of the giant gangmember flashes into your mind. @@.yellow;"Him?"@@ You can't believe it. You're not sure if it's jealousy or something else, but you feel irrationally upset. She gives you a strange look. @@.justine;"Are you really going to judge me?@@ <<if $route.lyle is true>><<AddFem 4>>@@.justine;After you blew Lyle while half the gang watched?"@@ Your cheeks flush with embarrassment. @@.yellow;"I didn't,"@@ you stutter, @@.yellow;"I mean,"@@ you stare down, unable to look her in the eye. @@.justine;"Uh huh. You dish first, girl."@@ [[You realize she wants you to tell her about it.|W4T][$control.location to "Work store 3"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.justine;Because that would be a super shitty thing to do. I've never judged you for anything."@@ Chastised, you look down. She's right, she's so accepting and - your eyes widen. @@.yellow;"Wait a second, you always judge me for not being slutty enough!"@@ She laughs. @@.justine;"Damn, I thought I had you for a second."@@ She giggles again and then takes a sip of coffee [[before speaking again.|W4T][$control.location to "Work store 6"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 3">>@@.yellow;"I don't want to talk about this,"@@ you beg her. @@.justine;"Oh, come on,"@@ Justine snorts and rolls her eyes, @@.justine;"it's just oral sex. It's not a big deal."@@ She thinks the cause of your discomfort is prudishness. But what would we she say if she knew you were a guy? Probably the same thing, you reflect with chagrin. "It's just oral sex, no biggie." Except she might have some words for you about lying to her. @@.justine;"$name,"@@ Justine's voice snaps you out of your thoughts. @@.yellow;"Sorry,"@@ you mumble. It's obvious she isn't going to let this go. Just say something to make her happy. @@.yellow;"It was..."@@ you trail off, at a loss for words. What can you even say? That it was rough and scary? Or maybe just play it off as if it was a really minor thing. [[Be honest.|W4T][$control.location to "Work store 4"]] [[Play it off.|W4T][$control.location to "Work store 5"; $fem += 2]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 4">><<AddFem 6>><<set $notattractedto = "boys, although you have done some things in order to keep your secret">>@@.yellow;"It was,"@@ you pause, trying not to relive the experience but also trying to come up with an accurate description. @@.yellow;"It was uncomfortable."@@ She nods sympathetically. @@.justine;"Your knees will get used to it."@@ She sips her coffee. @@.justine;"Was he big? I bet he's packin'."@@ You stumble over your words. @@.yellow;"I guess? I mean, any dick coming at your face looks big."@@ An image of Lyle's penis approaching your mouth flashes through your mind, making you shudder. @@.justine;"Just you wait,"@@ Justine crows while you flush, @@.justine;"you'll be an expert on dicks in no time. And from what I hear, you're pretty good at blowjobs."@@ @@.yellow;"What?"@@ It comes out as more of a screech than you would have liked. @@.justine;"Tiger said Lyle was really happy."@@ She grins. @@.justine;"My little $name, the cock-master! You'll have to tell me your secret some time."@@ She ignores your protests. @@.justine;"Alright, my turn. Want to hear about Tiger?"@@ Desperate for a change of subject, [[you nod.|W4T][$control.location to "Work store 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 5">>@@.yellow;"It was no big deal,"@@ you tell her, putting every ounce of effort you have into sounding believable. @@.yellow;"He didn't want money, and I needed the pills, so..."@@ you trail off again. Justine claps her hands together excitedly. @@.justine;"I'm so proud of you!"@@ She giggles. @@.justine;"People act like it's prostitution, but if a guy is willing to buy you something or take you somewhere in exchange for sex, I say why not?"@@ You do an admirable job of keeping your expression agreeable. @@.justine;"If he's hot and you were already going to blow him or screw him, then who cares if he gets you something?"@@ She nods confidently. @@.justine;"It's good economics."@@ @@.yellow;"Right."@@ It takes you a few seconds to process her words. Does she think I like Lyle? @@.justine;"I'm not saying act like a hooker. If a guy you like wants to take you out to dinner before sex, everyone says it's fine. So who cares if it's drugs and not dinner?"@@ @@.yellow;"Sure."@@ She sighs. @@.justine;"Alright, you told me about yours."@@ She seems excited, and [[she smiles mischievously.|W4T][$control.location to "Work store 6"]] @@.justine;"Let me tell you about mine."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 6">>Before she speaks she takes a long gulp of coffee. She must have a throat of steel. Justine's ability to swallow scalding coffee will never cease to impress you.<<if $fem gte 310>> The throat of steel probably helps with blowing dicks, too.<</if>> @@.justine;"Tiger and I have made out a few times, but nothing else. Not that I wasn't down to do more,"@@ she assures you, @@.justine;"but sometimes it's fun to watch guys get all crazy because you make them wait."@@ You squirm uncomfortably. This is worse than reading a copy of Vague, that dumb girl magazine that always has tips to improve one's sex life. @@.justine;"So the other night he texts me late, invites me over to Hula and chill, but I told him I'm not that kind of girl."@@ She looks at you seriously for a moment, but then you both burst out laughing. @@.justine;"I know, but I like messing with him. Last night he wanted to hang out after work. One thing led to another,"@@ she smiles at the memory and you feel another pang of jealousy. @@.justine;"I did not get any sleep until dawn."@@ Justine groans and stretches. @@.justine;"My vagina is so fucking sore."@@ Your face feels hot. You picture Justine's vagina, but it's getting plowed by some other guy's dick. [[She sees your sad expression.|W4T][$control.location to "Work store 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 7">>@@.justine;"What's wrong?"@@ She looks at her phone and curses. @@.justine;"Ah shit, we should both get to work. Talk more later, girl!"@@ You go into the store and clock in. Your shift passes by slowly, with few customers but plenty of fantasies about Justine fucking random guys. Instead of making you feel horny it makes you feel sick. She does come into to chat pretty frequently, though. When your shift ends [[you head home.|W4T][$control.location to "Evening"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res">><<if $flag.activitysignup>>I need to talk to Destiny today. If you're going to be of any to help Val then you need to come up a truly amazing idea. Maybe Harry owns a pool where visitors can swim with dolphins. Okay, probably not. But you'll never know unless you talk to Destiny about it. You ride your bike to work, hurrying as quickly as you can so you can arrive early and talk to Destiny. When you get there you impatiently wait for her to finish a conversation with Jared about folding napkins. Fucking Jared. As soon as they're done talking [[you pull Destiny aside to talk to her.|W4T][$control.location to "Work res 2"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You take your time on the way to work, riding at a leisurely pace. When you get there Destiny is shaking her head mournfully at your coworker Jared. He looks completely overwhelmed by the idea of trying to fold a napkin setting. @@.yellow;"Seriously? He gets a shot at serving before I do?"@@ Destiny tries to stifle a laugh. @@.destiny;"Sorry, $name. If it were up to me you'd be out there on the floor."@@ You chat with Destiny for a while, enjoying the rather quiet start to your shift. [[It doesn't last forever, though.|W4T][$control.location to "Work res 3"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 2">>@@.destiny;"What's up?"@@ @@.yellow;"Val doesn't know what to do for entertainment ideas for when L.L. Bernard is in town. I said I would help, but..."@@ You trail off. @@.destiny;"But,"@@ Destiny picks up the sentence for you, @@.destiny;"you don't actually know anything to do here."@@ @@.yellow;"Yeah,"@@ you admit, @@.yellow;"pretty much."@@ She smiles sympathetically. @@.destiny;"I'll think about it and let you know what I come up with."@@ @@.yellow;"Thank you,"@@ you gratefully tell her. You and Destiny chat for a while longer, as things are fairly calm. [[It doesn't stay that way, however.|W4T][$control.location to "Work res 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 3">>It's about midway through your shift when Destiny tsks with disgust. You know there's only one person who elicits that type of reaction from her. @@.destiny;"It's him."@@ She hands you a menu with a scowl. You bring it to Dante, even though he has the restaurant's entire selection committed to memory by now. He's wearing sunglasses on inside, with a ballcap pulled low. You figure he's trying to keep a low profile. He is the town pariah, after all. @@.yellow;"Mead or death?"@@ It's a reference to the speech given by the Under Ferryman, which you're confident Dante will realize immediately. I hope he realizes it. We don't serve mead here. He clears his throat. @@.dante;"Just water."@@ Dante tugs his cap lower and looks down at the tabletop. Something seems up with him. [[You could ask him about it|W4T][$control.location to "Dante"; $route.dante to true; $fem += 2]], or [[you could just bring him water.|W4T][$control.location to "Work res end"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dante ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dante">>@@.yellow;"Are you okay?"@@ He keeps his head aimed low. @@.dante;"Yeah, fine."@@ You roll your eyes. At this point, it's almost like he's fishing for your concern. His loss, I don't care that much. <<if $flag.coffeeshop>><<AddFem 2>>@@.dante;"Sorry I never came in last week."@@ You rack your brain, but you're not sure you even noticed Dante last week. He didn't come into the restaurant? You don't really pay attention to him. @@.dante;"I told you at the coffeeshop that I'd be in last Tuesday. I'm sorry I stood you up."@@ I do not think that phrase means what he thinks it means. @@.yellow;"It's alright,"@@ you tell him. You figure he'll stop being cryptic when it suits him. Apparently that moment has arrived. Dante grabs your hand before you can turn to go. He faces you, and [[you gasp as you look at him.|W4T][$control.location to "Dante 2"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You go get him water, then you go to the hostess stand, where Destiny looks like she's trying to make Dante's head explode. @@.destiny;"I wish Harry would ban him from here."@@ @@.yellow;"Why doesn't he?"@@ She growls in frustration. @@.destiny;"He doesn't want to discriminate against anyone. That freak is already suing his boss."@@ You raise your eyebrows in surprise. You knew the girl was suing her former employer, but you didnt know Dante was suing him too. Destiny sees your look and continues. @@.destiny;"Can you believe it? He steals a girl's panties, gets caught, and then has the nerve to sue them?"@@ She takes a deep breath. @@.destiny;"I don't normally advocate violence, but..."@@ [[She trails off.|W4T][$control.location to "Work res end"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dante 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dante 2">>@@.yellow;"What happened to your face?"@@ You peer past his sunglasses. Dante has two black eyes, making him look like a trash panda, and judging by the immaculate condition of his hands he did not give as good as he got. @@.dante;"It's nothing,"@@ he says with the false bravado of someone who thinks it's actually something. @@.dante;"Just a misunderstanding."@@ @@.yellow;"Over what?"@@ You can guess. He got his ass beat because he's the town pervert. @@.dante;"Not everyone in this town is as nice to me as you are,"@@ he says with a strange hitch in his voice. Is he about to cry? Desperate to stop the waterworks, you frantically change the subject. @@.yellow;"Did you hear that the dusk coven is supposed to be the main villains in the next book?"@@ He perks up. @@.dante;"Really? That changes a lot of fan theories about the message Drake sent them before the Third Battle."@@ Crying crisis averted, [[you and Dante chat for a while longer.|W4T][$control.location to "Work res end"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res end ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res end">><<AddFem 2>><<if $flag.coffeeshop>>Eventually you have to pull yourself away from Dante and get back to work. You legitimately enjoy talking about Astoria, so you're kind of disappointed to leave the conversation. <</if>>The rest of your shift drags on. Destiny shoots daggers at Dante's hunched form, and a few times you wonder if she's going to take him out back and teach him a lesson. She probably takes girl's kickboxing classes, or something. <<if $flag.coffeeshop>>You feel badly for Dante, so you try to<<else>>You don't have a dog in the fight, but you<</if>> distract Destiny from attempted murder by asking her where she gets her perfume. After twenty minutes of listening Destiny talk about scents, you regret ever trying to take her mind off of Dante. After thirty minutes you're tempted to point at him and go, "Look, a pervert! Get him!" You're saved by a coworker, Jared, who asks you to help him wash some dishes. You agree, and when you go into the kitchen you see a massive amount of dirty pots. That is way more than "some dishes." Fucking Jared. When your shift ends [[you head home.|W4T][$control.location to "Evening"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Evening ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Evening">><<if $route.jake>>When you get home you're surprised to see Jake sitting on your front porch. @@.jake;"Hey baby,"@@ he says as you get off your bike. He approaches and wraps an arm around your waist, then kisses you. I did not make the right choices with him, you think ruefully. He follows you into the cottage, a small backpack with him. You eye it curiously, but then shrug it off. You're too drained to deal with anything right now. @@.yellow;"Be right back,"@@ you tell Jake before [[going into the bedroom to change.|W4T][$control.location to "Jake"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You get home and collapse onto your couch. You don't have the energy to do anything, so you decide to just watch Hula before getting ready for bed. <<PillOptions "W4W" "night">><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake">>What will you put on? <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Jake 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "workout"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake 2">><<AddBreath_Strong "alcohol">>You step out of the bedroom, feeling a little more comfortable now. Jake pulls a small bottle of liquor out of his bag, cracks it open and takes a swig. He exhales, then holds the bottle out toward you. @@.jake;"Some for the lady?"@@ Why not? The liquid burns your throat and you gag. You peer at the label through watering eyes. @@.yellow;"I don't know what watermelon vodka is, but it tastes disgusting."@@ Jake laughs and the two of you sit down on the couch together. At least I'm getting drunk for free. There are perks to being a girl. You convince Jake to watch an old sci-fi show with you. You figure there are worst things than getting drunk and watching Starscape, a show that combines space travel with puppets. A few hours pass, with Jake both bored but also slightly intrigued. @@.jake;"Why doesn't he just shoot all of them?"@@ @@.yellow;"Because that isn't his character. Now hush. Watch."@@ You nod at the screen. He rolls his eyes, but you notice he stops complaining. [[It's kind of fun, honestly.|W4T][$control.location to "Jake 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake 3">>It gets late, and you're feeling pretty buzzed. At some point Jake put an arm around you, but that's hardly weirder than other stuff you've experienced, so you aren't too freaked out by it. @@.jake;"Are you feeling in the same mood as last time,"@@ he asks you out of nowhere. Mood? What mood? He glances meaningfully at his crotch and then your mouth. @@.yellow;"Oh, um,"@@ you cough trying to buy yourself a few seconds of time, but then an idea occurs to you. @@.yellow;"Sorry, not tonight. My throat is kind of sore."@@ You cough again for good measure. His hand slides down to your waist. @@.jake;"Then maybe we could go to the next level?"@@ A finger slides into your waistband. Shit! If he gets your pants down then your secret will be found out! @@.yellow;"I wish we could, but I'm on my period."@@ You turn away from him and hope that his horniness will go away. Jake just presses closer, his mouth next to your ear. @@.jake;"I wish we could do something."@@ @@.yellow;"Too bad my mouth and down-there are off limits,"@@ [[you tell him.|W4T][$control.location to "Jake 4"]] You can't bring yourself to say the words, "my vagina."<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake 4">>@@.jake;"I understand,"@@ he says quickly. @@.jake;"I came prepared."@@ You hear Jake's bag being unzipped. You look back as he proudly holds up a bottle of lube. @@.yellow;"Oh,"@@ you blink at him and then shrug. If he's so horny that he needs to go jerk off then fine. @@.yellow;"Sure, go for it."@@ It's kind of weird to bring lube to someone's place just so you can masturbate, but if it gets me out of doing stuff then I won't complain. @@.yellow;"I'm glad you brought that."@@ He quickly squirts some out onto his hand. @@.yellow;"The bathroom is that-"@@ you gasp as his free hand tugs the back of your waistband down while his other hand instantly finds your asshole. A finger slips inside and you yelp. @@.yellow;"What are you-"@@ to your great dismay you moan as his finger moves in and out of you. That feels ten times better than the thong ever did. Your hips buck slightly, pushing against his slick digit. A few seconds of this are all you get before he takes his hand away. You're surprised and just the tiniest bit disappointed, but it doesn't take long for you to realize what Jake has planned. [[Something much thicker than a finger touches your asshole.|W4T][$control.location to "Jake 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake 5">>You try to rise off of the couch but Jake's body is in your way. As you back he moves forward. You feel the thing against your asshole press inside of you. @@.yellow;"Ahh!"@@ It hurts in a way you've never known, but there's already another sensation mixing in with the pain. Jake pants and rocks gently against you. As his hips bump yours you cry out. It only half hurts. The other half is stimulating; your mind flashes through some of the porn you've been watching lately, reliving those moments from the girl's perspective. Maybe it's the alcohol, or maybe it's something else, but you let him keep fucking you. Your dick throbs and tingles so much that you're amazed you aren't cumming already. Jake continues to grind against you, and [[your body continues to defy you by responding positively.|W4T][$control.location to "Jake 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake 6">><<AddAnal "Jake">>@@.jake;"Shit,"@@ Jake curses. You barely hear it, too caught up in the strange and conflicting feelings radiating throughout you. The movement stops, and you're furious at your body for wishing it hadn't. A small, far away part of your brain screams that Jake never stops unless he's about to - @@.jake;"Hnnghh,"@@ he moans into your ear before giving one last pump. Jake slumps against your back, panting gently. @@.jake;"That was amazing,"@@ he whispers. He pulls out of your ass, making you yelp. The sudden absence of Jake's dick means that the pleasure vanishes, but fiery pain remains. You escape to the bathroom, where you spend the next twenty minutes cursing at yourself, cursing at him, trying to shit out semen, and wondering if now is a good time to call your parents and admit defeat. If I do that then I just got fucked in the ass for nothing. When you exit the bathroom you're surprised to see that Jake is still there, [[waiting for you on the couch.|W4T][$control.location to "Jake 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake 7">>@@.jake;"Thanks for that,"@@ Jake grins. @@.yellow;"Uh huh."@@ I need to end this before it can go any further. You're not sure how it could go further than getting plowed in the ass. Having him learn your secret is probably the worst case scenario, but getting ass-fucked is a close second. And now if he learns my secret he will definitely try to kill me. Why do the stakes keep getting higher? <<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $flag.periodtalk eq 1>>@@.jake;"You're still on your period?"@@ Jake's question takes you by surprise. Not really knowing how to answer, you decide to make something up. @@.yellow;"Yeah, mine lasts for a while."@@ @@.jake;"Wow."@@ His expression seems strange. @@.jake;"Do you have your period for 2 weeks every month?"@@ @@.yellow;"Oh, um,"@@ you stammer, @@.yellow;"It's not once a month, it's one month between every period."@@ Did he believe that? He thinks about it for a second. @@.jake;"Oh, that makes sense."@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $flag.periodtalk eq 2>>@@.jake;"You're on your period still?"@@ @@.yellow;"No,"@@ you stammer, seeing his look of incredulity, @@.yellow;"I have it again."@@ Did he believe that? You don't actually know anything about periods. I hope I didn't say the wrong thing. @@.jake;"Again? I thought it was once a month?"@@ @@.yellow;"Oh, um,"@@ you stammer, @@.yellow;"It is. But, I, uh, for me it comes and goes. So it is once a month, just in spurts. Not all at once."@@ He looks grossed out. @@.jake;"Oh, that makes sense."@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $flag.periodtalk eq 3>>@@.jake;"So how are you still on your period?"@@ The question takes you by surprise. @@.yellow;"I'm not."@@ Realizing your error, you try to backpedal. @@.yellow;"Last week was for last month,"@@ you stammer, @@.yellow;"and this month's just came early."@@ Did he believe that? That sounds like it should be right. Isn't that how it actually works? @@.jake;"Oh,"@@ he pauses, @@.jake;"that makes sense."@@<</if>> Desperate for the night to end, [[you tell Jake that said period is giving you a headache|W4T][$control.location to "Night"]] and he leaves.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Night ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Night">><<AddFem 20>>You take a long shower where you try to scrub off what just happened. Halfway through a thought hits you hard enough that you want to vomit. Did I just lose my virginity? You shake your head. No, of course not. That doesn't count. Right? It's a good thing you don't have any alcohol in the cottage, because you would be drowning in it if you did. Still feeling sick, you decide to go to sleep and pretend none of this ever happened. <<PillOptions "W4W" "night">><</daypassage>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>>[[W4R]] ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">><<if $route.jake is true>>You wake up, and much to your horror and shame you're laying in a small pool of Jake's dried cum. It must have come out while I was asleep! Disgusted, you strip the sheets off of your bed and go get ready for work.<<else>>You yawn and rub the sleep out of your eyes before sitting up.<</if>> <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<routes>> ║ │ <<job "store">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work store">> ║ │ <<job "res">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work res">> ║ │ <</routes>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>Once you're dressed and ready [[you leave for work.|W4W][$control.location to _passagelink]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store">><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">>@@.justine;"Here you go, darling,"@@ Justine hands you a latte as soon as you enter Tip for the Drip. @@.yellow;"My hero,"@@ you bat your eyelashes and giggle. @@.justine;"So,"@@ Justine says after you've had a heavenly sip, @@.justine;"we should go out Friday night."@@ Your heart flutters. Does she mean like on a date? @@.yellow;"Oh yeah,"@@ you try to sound casual, but your heart is beating so loudly that for all you know you're speaking Chinese. @@.yellow;"What are you thinking?"@@ @@.justine;"Well,"@@ she smiles mischievously, @@.justine;"I was thinking we could go to Lakehill. This new club opened up there last month and I've been dying to check it out. It's right by the college, so you know what that means."@@ You don't know what that means. @@.justine;"Duh! Hot college guys."@@ Your momentary delusion ends. Right, she thinks I'm a girl. Why would she ever ask me out on a date? Jealousy flares up within you, [[which reminds you of something else.|W4W][$control.location to "Work store 2"]] @@.yellow;"Are you and Tiger breaking up?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 2">>Justine snorts. @@.justine;"Of course not! But we aren't exclusive or anything. He's just someone I text when I'm bored and need some fun."@@ Does that make it better? Worse? What does that mean? @@.yellow;"What if he wanted you to stop seeing other people?"@@ Reality is certainly weird when you're wearing a dress and viewing a giant gangbanger as a romantic rival. @@.justine;"I'd tell him to fuck off?"@@ Justine quirk an eyebrow and looks around like the answer should be obvious. @@.justine;"The only one who gets to decide who I sleep with is me."@@ I guess that's empowering? Maybe it's for the best if you and Justine never happen. She'd probably break my heart. @@.justine;"Friday night. You, me, some hot college guys..."@@ she trails off for a moment, distracted by whatever she's imagining. @@.yellow;"Can't we just hang out at my place and get drunk?"@@ @@.justine;"Yes!"@@ She claps excitedly. @@.justine;"We'll pre-game at your house and then head out. Good idea."@@ Damn it. You say bye to Justine and [[go start your shift.|W4W][$control.location to "Work store 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 3">><<AddFem 6>>You've never been to a bar before, so the idea should be exciting. But alcohol, Justine, older guys? That sounds like a recipe for disaster. What if your secret gets found out? Maybe I can pretend to be sick on Friday? Knowing Justine, that excuse won't fly. You spend the rest of the work day stressing about the Friday night plans. When your shift is over [[you head home.|W4W][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res">>It's still early when you get to the restaurant. Of course Alice is never around when I'm early, only when I'm late. You do a quick check to make sure no one can see you, then throw the middle finger up at the closed door to Alice's office. You do a double take, though. There's a faint light coming through the crack underneath the door. <<if $flag.makeover>>Déjà vu, you note, recalling your first day of when work when you walked in on Destiny cleaning her dress. Maybe I should check to make sure there isn't someone in there who needs help, you think altruistically. As you remember, Destiny was in the midst of changing at the time. Yeah, I should go in there, just to help. For science. You creep closer to the door, and as you do you hear muffled moans. Could someone be having sex in there? Or masturbating? Your heart beats faster at the notion of Destiny doing something so scandalous. The memory of her in that little black underwear has been keeping you warm every night. How could you not walk in if Destiny could be putting on another show?<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Curious, you wonder who could be there this early in the morning. You creep closer to the door, and as you do you hear muffled moans. Could someone be having sex in there? Or masturbating? Your heart beats faster at the notion of Destiny doing something so scandalous.<</if>> It might be Alice, though, you glumly remind yourself. Is it worth the risk? [[Knock and walk inside.|W4W][$control.location to "Work res 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 2">><<AddFem 2>><<if $flag.makeover>>@@.yellow;"Oh no,"@@ you say half a second after you're already through the door, @@.yellow;"I hope everyone in here is decent."@@ You<<else>>@@.yellow;"Hello,"@@ you gently knock before opening the door, @@.yellow;"Is someone here?"@@ You enter, then<</if>> quickly look everywhere, hoping to see some boobs. Not old boobs, though. You feel like it's an important distinction. @@.destiny;"$name?"@@ Destiny is there, alright, but she's sniffling into a tissue. @@.yellow;"Oh, hey Destiny,"@@ you try to keep the disappointment out of your voice. No boobs after all. @@.yellow;"Is everything okay?"@@ Her eyes are red and her makeup is streaked down her face, leaving dark paths on her cheeks that reach to her chin. @@.destiny;"I'm fine,"@@ she says with a quivering lip before swallowing back a sob. Her bosom heaves with the effort. @@.yellow;"Um,"@@ you don't really know what to do from here. You've seen girls at school cry before, but then one of their friends would swoop in to handle it. Crap. Are you that friend now? @@.yellow;"Okay,"@@ you decide it's probably better to believe her. @@.yellow;"I'll leave then."@@ She starts bawling before [[you can get another word out.|W4W][$control.location to "Work res 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 3">>At a loss, you cross over to Destiny and gently pat her shoulder. @@.yellow;"There there?"@@ Wow, I'm really bad at consoling people. Destiny reachs up and grabs your hand where it touches her. @@.destiny;"Thanks, $name,"@@ she says with a slight nasal twang. @@.destiny;"You're really sweet."@@ Surprisingly, your feeble attempts at cheering up seem to have atually worked. <<if $flag.makeover>>@@.destiny;"This is so embarassing,"@@ she admits. @@.destiny;"You keep walking in on me when I'm at my worst."@@ She swallows back another sob. @@.yellow;"That's just a happy accident,"@@ you say without thinking, distracted by the jiggle of her breasts everytime she almost cries. @@.destiny;"What?"@@ Think fast! @@.yellow;"I said it's by accident."@@ You try to change the subject. @@.yellow;"What's going on?"@@ [[She sniffles again.|W4W][$control.location to "Work res 4"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>She rests her hand against yours for a little longer. From this angle you have a fantastic view of her cleavage, so you take the opportunity to admire her curves. It catches you by surprise when she cries again. Destiny pulls her hand away from you and cries into her balled up fists. At a loss, you just keep patting her for a few minutes. At one point a tear falls onto her chest and trickles slowly down out of sight. It's the best thing you've ever seen. @@.destiny;"Can I ask your advice on something?"@@ You nod, and [[she sniffles before continuing.|W4W][$control.location to "Work res 4"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 4">>@@.destiny;"I've been seeing this guy,"@@ she admits softly. You're blindsided by this information. I had no idea! But as you think back, you realize that you've never seen her flirt with anyone. Destiny's face scrunches up and she wails again. @@.destiny;"He dumped me last night!"@@ She blindly reaches toward the desk. You scoop up the box of tissues she was targeting and hand them to her. @@.yellow;"I'm sorry,"@@ you mumble. You're still reeling from the news that she had a boyfriend. @@.yellow;"How could anybody ever dump you?"@@ @@.destiny;"You're sweet,"@@ she dabs at her eyes, oblivious to the tear streaks that dragged makeup down her cheeks. @@.destiny;"I just wasn't expecting it."@@ Her lower lip quivers. @@.destiny;"We were so happy over the weekend."@@ You feel a slight pang of jealousy knowing some other guy was with her over the weekend, but you ignore it. @@.yellow;"What happened?"@@ Before she can answer [[the door swings open again.|W4W][$control.location to "Work res 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 5">>@@.alice;"Good morning, girls."@@ Alice's eyes take in Destiny's makeup and the dirty tissues. @@.alice;"Is everything alright?"@@ @@.destiny;"It's fine,"@@ Destiny says with false positivity. @@.destiny;"Let me freshen up and I'll go clock in."@@ Alice nods and then gives you a look, which you assume is a hint to follow Destiny's lead. You get to work, but there's no good time to talk to Destiny after that. The restaurant is busy all day, and during your lunch break you can't even find her. When the work day ends you learn that she's already gone home, a first for her. She must really not want to talk about it. You ponder that for a moment. <<if $flag.makeover>>You know where she lives because of that time she gave you a makeover. You could head to her place to try to talk to her. Or I could respect her wishes, and let her bring it up if she wants to talk about it. [[Go talk to Destiny.|W4W][$control.location to "Destiny"; $flag.destinysplace to true]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>I should respect her wishes. If she wants to talk to me then she will. <</if>> [[Head home.|W4W][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny">>You bike to Destiny's loft and ride up the elevator. You pause at her door, but decide to follow-through on your decision. You knock softly. @@.yelow;"Destiny?"@@ After about ten seconds the heavy door swings open. @@.destiny;"$name,"@@ she says with surprise. @@.destiny;"What are you doing here?"@@ Destiny is wearing tight black shorts and a kids' t-shirt that lookes like it's seen better days. @@.yellow;"I thought you could use a friend."@@ Her breasts push against the shirt's fabric, and you've never been more entranced. That doesn't hurt, either. @@.destiny;"You're sweet,"@@ she hesitates, and you wonder if maybe she wishes you weren't there. But her polite nature takes over and she beckons you inside. @@.destiny;"Come on in. Do you want something to drink?"@@ She gestures toward her couch and coffeetable, where a bottle of red wine looks like it was just opened. A polaroid picture is next to it, but from this far away you can't see anything but blue sky. Destiny smile and grabs the bottle. @@.destiny;"Sorry, I wasn't expecting company. Let me go pour you a glass."@@ She leaves the room and [[you sit on the couch.|W4W][$control.location to "Destiny 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny 2">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<AddBreath_Medium "wine">> ║ │ <<AddBreath_Medium "wine">> ║ │ <<AddBreath_Medium "wine">> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>Destiny took the picture with her, you idly note. A moment later she's back. @@.destiny;"I don't want to be rude,"@@ she tells you as she hands you a half-full glass of wine, @@.destiny;"but can we not talk about the elephant in the room? It's been a rough twenty-four hours and I'm feeling exhausted emotionally."@@ @@.yellow;"Sure,"@@ you try to hide the curiosity in your voice. Destiny is pretty much my best friend here, but I don't really know anything about her personal life. You think about it more. You've never had a close friendship with anyone, so it might be fair to say that Destiny is the best friend you've ever had. But clearly she doesn't feel the same way about you or she would have told you about her secret boyfriend. Over the next several hours you and Destiny finish off two bottles of wine, watch a silly romance comedy, and you both cry over a new Amazin' commercial with a dog and a baby. Destiny doesn't open up at all, but she does seem to appreciate your company. And the drunker she gets the bolder you feel about staring at her chest. Eventually you say goodbye with a hug. You drunkenly [[walk your bike home|W4W][$control.location to "Night"]], which takes forever, but you don't trust yourself behind the handles.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Night ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Night">><<if $flag.destinysplace>>You get home and mechanically shove some deli meat into your mouth before heading straight for bed.<<else>>You get home and relax for the rest of the evening. Once it gets late enough you get ready for bed.<</if>> <<PillOptions "W4R" "night">><</daypassage>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>>[[W4F]] ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<if $flag.spinlessons>> ║ │ <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Spin">> ║ │ <<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["exercise"]>> ║ │ <<else>> ║ │ <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning">> ║ │ <<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>> ║ │ <</if>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>><<if $flag.spinlessons>>Your alarm wakes you up at the ass crack of dawn. You groan and go on autopilot, robotically getting ready for spin class with Destiny. What will you wear?<<else>>You wake up slowly. When you check the time you realize you overslept by a bit. Shit! In a panic, you hurry and get ready for work.<</if>> <<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Spin ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Spin">><<if $flag.destinysplace>>If Destiny's hangover is as bad as yours than you aren't sure if she'll show, but just in case you try to get to spin class a little early. Destiny does show up, looking fresh and well put together. Part of you is astonished while the other part is annoyed. Can nothing make this woman look badly? Apparently neither hangovers nor breakups can damper her appearance. @@.yellow;"Hey,"@@ you greet her, <<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You aren't sure if Destiny will be there, so you try to get to spin class a little early. If she is there, youll try to be supportive and a good friend. If she isn't there then every cell in your body will be wishing you were back at home and still in bed. Destiny does show up, looking fresh and well put together. Part of you is astonished while the other part is annoyed. Can nothing make this woman look badly? @@.yellow;"Hey, @@<</if>>@@.yellow;how are you feeling?"@@ She gives you a half-smile. @@.destiny;"Not great,"@@ she admits, @@.destiny;"but I'm hanging in there."@@ Class begins, so you and Destiny [[get on bikes next to each other.|W4R][$control.location to "Spin 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Spin 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Spin 2">><<AddFem 4>>You still don't see the appeal in a group of women packing into a small room to listen to rap remixes and bike in place, but at least the view is nice. The gal in front of you has a fantastic figure. I should ride behind Destiny next week, you muse. You resolve not to bring up Destiny's break up at all. If she wants to talk about it then she will, but you won't force her to. When class ends you notice that riding on a stationary bike for so long has affected your gait. After a few minutes it goes away, but for a little while there you were walking with a lot of hip swaying. You head home, clean up and then hurry to change for work. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<routes>> ║ │ <<job "store">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work store">> ║ │ <<job "res">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work res">> ║ │ <</routes>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>Once you're dressed [[you hurry out the door and bike to work.|W4R][$control.location to _passagelink]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store">>When you get to the store someone other than Justine is working the coffee stand. You consider saying hello and ordering a coffee, but decide to just grab a cold energy drink instead. @@.yellow;"Bleh."@@ It isn't as good as a latte, but you've come to rely on the early morning caffeine boost to help you start the work day. You use your employee discount on the energy drink, then begin what you assume will be a mind-numbingly boring day. No Justine, no coffee, just Frank yelling "What?" at the wind chimes outside. @@.yellow;"I should have brought a book."@@ Two hours later the first customer of the day walks in. You put down your smartphone, which you'd been using to reread a fanfic about Drake finding love in the northwest wastes. @@.blue;"Pack of reds, please."@@ The customer, a tall man with a thick moustache, gestures toward the right side of the cigarette case. You slap the pack down and ask to see his ID. @@.blue;"Do I look underage to you, missy,"@@ he scoffs back. He doesn't, but you aren't suposed to sell cigarettes without checking ID. Do you [[sell him the pack anyway|W4R][$control.location to "Work store 2"; $temp.switch1 to true]] or [[do you refuse him service|W4R][$control.location to "Work store 2"; $temp.switch1 to false]]?<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 2">><<if $temp.switch1>><<AddFem 4>>@@.yellow;"It's fine,"@@ you tell him, taking his money and sliding the cigarettes over. He smiles broadly, which fascinates you because it makes his moustache wiggle. @@.blue;"Thanks, little lady."@@ His eye twinkle and he leers at you. @@.blue;"You seem like a smart gal. I bet you like mature men, huh?"@@ You cringe and wonder where Frank is. With no rescue anywhere in sight you just shrug awkwardly. @@.yellow;"I don't know."@@ The customer leans in and whispers conspiratorially, @@.blue;"You should try a mature fella some time. Say, when are you off work?"@@ You tell him you'll be off close to midnight, and he suggests he might be outside waiting for you. Of course, the store closes before midnight, and you're off before dinner time, but he doesn't need to know that. Fucking creepy old man. The rest of your shifts passes without incident, and when it's over<<else>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<AddFem 6>>@@.yellow;"Sorry,"@@ you apologize, @@.yellow;"without ID I'm not supposed to sell these."@@ @@.blue;"You dumb twat,"@@ he rages, going from slightly grumpy to anger explosion in about half a second. @@.blue;"Do I look like some little kid you'd blow behind the bleachers? I'm a man! M - A - N."@@ He continues to rain verbal abuse on you, his face getting redder by the second. You take a step back, but there isn't much room behind the counter to retreat. The unexpected vitriol has you trembling. @@.orange;"You need to leave,"@@ a quiet voice says firmly. Frank is standing there, his arms crossed disapprovingly. @@.orange;"Before I call the police."@@ The man looks like he's going to protest, but Frank walks closer. The old man gets right into the customer's face. Like grandpa scolding dad. But Frank looks pissed. @@.orange;"How dare you disrespect this upstanding young lady. Get. Out."@@ The customer mutters some curse words, but he does leave. You tell Frank thank you, however he waves it off. @@.orange;"What? Damn hearing aid just died."@@ Frank disappears into the office. The rest of your shift passes by quietly, but you can't shake how scared and vulnerable you felt. When your shift ends<</if>> [[you head home.|W4R][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res">>You arrive for work just in time, thankfully. When you walk into the restaurant you're surprised that Destiny is there. Given how <<if $flag.destinysplace>>much you both drank yesterday you'd expected her to call out sick. My own head feels awful. You approach Destiny at the hostess podium. @@.yellow;"How's it going?"@@ You try to sound casual, but you don't think you quite pull it off. She smiles politely nonetheless. @@.destiny;"I'm hanging in there."@@ She surprises you by giving you a quick hug. @@.destiny;"Thanks for coming by yesterday, $name. You're a good friend."@@ @@.yellow;"Of course,"@@ you tell her. @@.yellow;"I hope you're feeling better today."@@ @@.destiny;"Not really,"@@ she admits. @@.destiny;"But I'll survive."@@ She clearly doesn't want to talk further about her breakup, so you clock in and [[get to work.|W4R][$control.location to "Work res 2"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>upset she was yesterday you'd expected her to call out sick. Maybe it's better for to keep busy? You wonder what she'd be doing if she had called out. Sitting at home drunk? Somehow that doesn't sound like her. You approach Destiny at the hostess podium. @@.yellow;"How's it going?"@@ You try to sound casual, but you don't think you quite pull it off. She smiles politely nonetheless. @@.destiny;"I'm hanging in there."@@ She clearly doesn't want to talk about her breakup, so you clock in and [[get to work.|W4R][$control.location to "Work res 2"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 2">><<if $flag.poshpartygift>>@@.yellow;"Hey Arthur,"@@ you wave to him while you're both standing around doing nothing. In his case, he's waiting on a table to put down their menus, and you're waiting for a negligent mother to leave with her kid so you can clean up the nightmare they left behind. He barely acknowledges that he heard you. @@.arthur;"Hey."@@ His eyes won't meet yours, and you wonder what's got him so upset. First Destiny, now him. @@.yellow;"Is everything okay?"@@ You wonder if he just got dumped, too. @@.arthur;"Dunno,"@@ he says with a shrug. @@.arthur;"Maybe you should go talk to Kurt about it."@@ He leaves to go attend to his table, while you're just confused. What does Kurt have to do with anything? You and Arthur are scheduled to take a lunch break at the same time, so [[you decide to talk to him about it then.|W4R][$control.location to "Work res 3"]] The next hour goes by slowly.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.yellow;"Hey Arthur,"@@ you wave to him while you're both standing around doing nothing. In his case, he's waiting on a table to put down their menus, and you're waiting for a negligent mother to leave with her kid so you can clean up the nightmare they left behind. @@.arthur;"Not much,"@@ he shrugs. @@.arthur;"But hey, can I talk to you at lunch?"@@ You nod, and he hurries off to attend to his table. You and Arthur are scheduled to take your lunch breaks at the same time, so that shouldn't be a problem. Your curiosity piqued, [[you spend the next hour wondering|W4R][$control.location to "Work res 3"]] what he could want to talk about.<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 3">><<if $flag.poshpartygift>><<AddFem 4>>Arthur isn't at the small table where employees eat and take breaks, but the back door is ajar so you can guess where he is. You find him pacing back and forth outside. @@.yellow;"Hey, dude."@@ He jumps when you speak, clearly not expecting you to be out there. @@.arthur;"Did you need something?"@@ You frown and plant your fists on your hips. @@.yellow;"No. But why are you being such a jerk?"@@ His expression changes from displeasure to raw anger, but then he shuts his eyes and takes a deep breath. It appears to help him calm down. @@.arthur;"I'm sorry,"@@ he apologizes, which surprises you. @@.arthur;"I've been a dick. Sorry."@@ @@.yellow;"It's fine,"@@ you tell him, @@.yellow;"but I don't really get what's going on."@@ @@.arthur;"I think I got jealous seeing you with Kurt last weekend."@@ The confession blindsides you, but before you can reply Alice shouts for Arthur. [[He hurries inside|W4R][$control.location to "Work res 5"]], looking grateful for the excuse to escape.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Arthur isn't at the small table where employees eat and take breaks, but the back door is ajar so you can guess where he is. You poke your head outside and find him pacing back and forth. @@.arthur;"Hey!"@@ @@.yellow;"Hel-"@@ The rest of your greeting is cut off as Arthur grabs your hand. @@.arthur;"Is this okay,"@@ he asks you anxiously, referring to the grip he has on you. @@.yellow;"Um,"@@ his skin is hot against yours. You've been running around for the last 15 minutes, so you're a little sweaty. Fortunately, that just means you have a good excuse to break physical contact. @@.yellow;"I'm pretty gross, you probaby don't want to touch me."@@ You try to pull your hand away, but his grip doesn't loosen. @@.arthur;"I don't mind."@@ @@.yellow;"Well-"@@ @@.arthur;"Listen, $name,"@@ [[Arthur says a shaky breath|W4R][$control.location to "Work res 4"]], @@.arthur;"There's something I need to tell you."@@<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 4">><<AddKiss "Arthur">><<AddFem 6>>@@.arthur;"You're really cool,"@@ he continues. @@.arthur;"You're funny, down to earth, and you're smart."@@ Woah, nobody has ever said anything so nice to me before. @@.arthur;"And you're obviously really pretty."@@ There it is, you note with disappointment. He had to ruin it by treating me like a chick. @@.arthur;"I guess what I'm trying to say is, um,"@@ he hesitates, @@.arthur;"oh, fuck it."@@ The kiss catches you by surprise. You take a step back, but otherwise you feel frozen, just like the time Jake kissed you in front of the cop. The kiss itself isn't bad. Not that you're an expert on kissing dudes, or anything, but Arthur's breath is nice, and he doesn't use a gross amount of tongue. If you had to kiss a guy, this one would probably be nice. And Arthur isn't a bad guy to be kissing. What the fuck am I doing? I can't be okay with this! You're about to pull away, but a moment before you can Arthur breaks contact. @@.arthur;"I've been dreaming about that moment,"@@ he confesses. A shout startles both of you, but it's just Alice yelling for Arthur. He gives you an apologetic smile, promises to call you later, and [[then hurries inside.|W4R][$control.location to "Work res 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 5">>How do I keep ending up in these situations, you wonder. You go back inside and finish your shift. You don't have to avoid Arthur that much; a huge table came in while you two were <<CheckKiss "Arthur">><<if _isonlist>>making out<<else>>having a confession corner<</if>> and his attention is occupied for hours. He's still busy even when [[you leave for home.|W4R][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Night ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Night">>You get home and play video games until it's so late that you should head to bed. <<PillOptions "W4F" "night">><</daypassage>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>>[[W4Sat]] ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">>You wake up and slowly go through your morning routine. You're not particularly excited about <<if $route.job eq "res">>the date with Kurt tonight<<else>>going out with Justine tonight<</if>>, but maybe you can get through it without being groped or treated like a sexual object. With breakfast done, you go change for work. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<routes>> ║ │ <<job "store">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work store">> ║ │ <<job "res">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work res">> ║ │ <</routes>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>With your clothes on, [[you leave the cottage and head to work.|W4F][$control.location to _passagelink]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store">><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">>You head to the store, where it's as dull and boring as ever. Justine is back, so you get your latte, but that means you also get to hear constant reminders about your plans for the evening. @@.justine;"<<print either("I found this new perfume we have to try. You rub it on your tits and every guy under the age of twenty-five gets a boner", "Would it be too slutty if I didn't wear a bra tonight, or just slutty enough? Decisions, decisions", "I heard if we check our bras at the door we'll get a discount on drinks until ten o'clock", "I can't wait to be your wing-woman tonight. We're going to get you laid", "Just remember, we'll only kiss if guys promise to buy our drinks first. We can't give the goods away for free")>>."@@ Eventually your shift ends and [[you and Justine head to the cottage|W4F][$control.location to "Justine"]] to get ready.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine">>You and Justine enter the cottage, but she surprises you when she heads for the kitchen, rather than the bedroom. She puts her heavy purse down on your counter, then starts rummaging through your cabinets. @@.yellow;"Do you need help with something?"@@ @@.justine;"Nope,"@@ she cheerfully replies as she pulls out two glasses. Justine reaches into her purse and her hand emerges holding a flask, which she opens and then judiciously pours into both glasses. @@.justine;"Shots! I'm going to go get our outfits ready. You drink this, and don't come into the bedroom until it's empty."@@ She hands you the glass, inside of which is a clear liquid that smells like hairspray. Whatever happened to hard lemonades? You sniff it again. Ick. The eWardrobe groans to life into the other room. Shit, I need to get in there and make sure she doesn't dress me like a prostitute. Justine said not to follow her until you'd taken the shot. It might be a good idea to just dump it out, that way you keep your wits about you tonight. On the other hand why not just have some fun? It's been a rough week, after all. Will you drink it, or pour it out? [[Drink it.|W4F][$control.location to "Justine 2"; $temp.switch1 to true; $fem += 2]] [[Pour it out and just pretend you drank it.|W4F][$control.location to "Justine 2"; $temp.switch1 to false]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 2">><<AddFem 6>><<if $temp.switch1>><<AddBreath_Strong "alcohol">>Screw it, I need to unwind tonight. It burns going down your throat, making you choke and cough. You only get down half of it, but the idea of drinking more makes you gag. You pace back and forth in the kitchen, working up your courage, before swallowing the rest in one big gulp that brings tears to your eyes. Your stomach flops over a handful of times, but miracles of miracles, you don't throw up.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>I should keep my wits about me tonight. You carefully pour the shot's contents down the drain, then cough loudly. You hesitate, worried that Justine will sense something is up if you drank hairspray with such little fuss. You give it half a minute, then cough again.<</if>> @@.justine;"Look what you're wearing,"@@ <<if $temp.switch1>>Justine<<else>>she<</if>> cheers excitedly when you finally walk into the bedroom. On the screen is the Study Every Xday category, with the Make Him Work For It option highlighted. @@.yellow;"Great,"@@ you say, still feeling a little sick. Justine ushers you into the eWardrobe. The ancient machine takes its usual eternity to get going. A forever amount of minutes later the door opens and [[you walk out.|W4F][$control.location to "Justine 3"; $queue.outfit to "sasha_hardtoget"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 3">>Justine nods appreciatively when you emerge from the eWardrobe. @@.justine;"Very sexy."@@ <<if $temp.switch1>><<AddFem 2>>Maybe it's the shot talking, but as look at yourself in the mirror you're inclined to agree. I mean, obviously I don't want to look like a sexy chick. But if you have to get gussied up in a little black dress, at leasty you've come out looking good.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.yellow;"Thanks,"@@ you say weakly. I look like fucking jailbait! Well, barely legal jailbait. But still. This isn't good.<</if>> You wait while Justine gets ready. She puts on a white dress that clings to her curves tightly and scoops low at the neckline. With her generous cleavage on display perhaps everyone will be too busy staring at her to notice you. @@.justine;"We're so hot,"@@ she says with more confidence than you've ever felt in your life. @@.justine;"Picture time!"@@ She grabs you and makes a duck face while taking a selfie. You don't think your own smile is very convincing. You're a little surprised that getting dressed didn't take longer, but maybe it's because you didn't fight it so much this time. @@.justine;"Now we just kill time until it's late enough,"@@ [[Justine tells you.|W4F][$control.location to "Justine 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 4">>The flask emerges again, although this time Justine raids your fridge for stuff to mix it with. <<if $temp.switch1>><<AddBreath_Medium "alcohol">><<AddBreath_Medium "alcohol">><<AddFem 4>>You find the alcohol much more palatable when it's balanced out with something sweet. When the hour comes to leave you're more drunk than buzzed. Justine ordered you both a Ryde, and when the car comes you climb in. She's as loud and boisterous as ever, although the driver clearly doesn't mind. He's a middle-aged man who ogles you both with relish. After a certain point you figure, what the hell? and soon both you and Justine are teasing the driver.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 2>>You decide to continue staying as sober as possible, so you make your own drinks, which probably come out to 98% soda and 2% alcohol. As the evening goes on this gets easier to do, because a drunk Justine is not a very observant Justine. When the hour comes to leave you're feeling as sharp as ever. Justine ordered you both a Ryde, and when the car comes you climb in. She's as loud and boisterous as ever, although the driver clearly doesn't mind. He's a middle-aged man who ogles you both with relish. You try to keep your dignity intact, but it isn't easy between the perv and your drunk bestie.<</if>> The ride ends eventually, and the driver drops you off outside of a nightclub, where a decent sized line stretches out from the front door. @@.yellow;"Now what,"@@ you ask Justine? She gives you a throaty laugh back. @@.justine;"Now we cut to the front."@@ You grab her hand, a horrible realization hitting you. @@.yellow;"I'm not twenty-one and I don't have a fake ID."@@ @@.justine;"$name, just relax. It'll be fine."@@ [[Justine leads you to where the bouncer stands.|W4F][$control.location to "Justine 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 5">>As you get closer to the front door you can see that line is mostly guys, although there's one group of girls waiting as well. @@.justine;"Room for two more?"@@ Justine quirks an eyebrow at the bouncer. The bouncer is a stocky fellow with beefy arms and no neck. He looks at Justine and then you. <<if $fem gte 400>><<AddFem 4>>@@.green;"Hell yeah."@@<<else>>@@.green;"Well,"@@ he seems hesitant. Justine pouts, which makes her breasts jiggle in a distracting way, and the bouncer relents. @@.green;"Come on in."@@<</if>> He gestures for the front of the line to part slightly, and you enter. Behind you are the sounds of angry murmurs from the girls still waiting. @@.justine;"Whatever,"@@ Justine shrugs, @@.justine;"their fault for not being as hot as us."@@ Girls sure are mean to any girls they aren't friends with. Inside the club it's dark and loud. A heavy bass vibrates through your bones. Everywhere you look a guy is <<if $fem gte 400>>checking you out.<<else>>staring at you and Justine.<</if>> @@.justine;"Let's dance,"@@ [[Justine shouts over the bass.|W4F][$control.location to "Justine 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 6">>Your heart drops to your stomach. Dance? Beautiful women dance in groups or grind against guys, moving with an feminine and erotic grace that you could never replicate. @@.yellow;"I don't know how,"@@ you confess. @@.justine;"It's easy,"@@ she shouts back over the music, @@.justine;"Just move your hips and rub your ass against someone!"@@ <<if $temp.switch1 and $fem gte 400>>That sounds pretty simple, actually.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.switch>>Is it really that easy to dance?<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $fem gte 400>>I mean, if that's what I have to do to blend in.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>There's got to be another way out of this.<</if>> Justine drags you to the dance floor, where her hips gyrate so hypnotically that you forget you're supposed to be dancing too. Your dick stirs in its g-string, and you frantically try to think of something else. I can't get a boner in this dress, everyone will see! You need to distract yourself. There's a group of guys to your left who are making a lot of noise. To your right is the bar. I don't like either of those options. Paralyzed by indecision, your window closes. Justine dances against you, her body so close that [[it's practically touching yours.|W4F][$control.location to "Justine 7"]] If you don't escape immediately you will be sporting an erection in no time.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 7">><<if $temp.switch1>><<AddFem 2>>You're finding it difficult to think clearly. The thumping bass and the booze you drank make everything feel kind of... hazy. Wait, that's it! @@.yellow;"I'm going to get us drinks,"@@ you yell. Justine nods and gives you the thumb's up. You wander over to the bar. Bodies are packed in tight, with every other person holding up money, trying to catch the attention of overworked bartenders. This is probably in your favor, though, so it means you'll take that much longer to get back to Justine. There's no room for you, so you wait behind a blonde guy. He's much less patient than you are; even over the music you can hear his annoyed comments about the slow service. He looks around to see if anyone else is frustrated, and spots you. @@.blue;"Hey there,"@@ the rich tenor voice surprises you, slightly higher in pitch than you'd have expected. You say hello, but the word comes out slighly slurred. @@.blue;"Can I buy you a drink?"@@ You always like the idea of saving money, but what if he expects something in return? Not to mention you need to get Justine a drink. Should [[you embrace the perk of being a girl and get free drinks|W4F][$control.location to "Justine 8"; $temp.switch2 to true]], or [[should you blow him off|W4F][$control.location to "Justine 8"; $temp.switch2 to false]]?<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.yellow;"I have to go the bathroom,"@@ you yell. Justine nods and gives you the thumb's up. The women's restroom has a long line, while the men's room has none. Being a girl absolutely sucks. However, you have to admit that waiting in line works out in your favor. You have plenty of time to let your arousal wane. All good things come to an end, however, and eventually your trip to the bathroom is done and [[you return to Justine.|W4F][$control.location to "Justine 8"; $temp.switch2 to false]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 8">><<if $temp.switch2>><<AddFem 4>>@@.yellow;"Sure,"@@ you purr, @@.yellow;"but I don't want my friend to go thirsty."@@ You look back at Justine, who is watching you and the guy with a soft smile. The guy doesn't hesitate. @@.blue;"Abso-fuckin-lutely."@@ He waves to someone further off in the club. @@.blue;"My friend will totally pay for her drink."@@ You mince back to Justine, and only trip once in the process. @@.justine;"Were you just flirting,"@@ she asks you excitedly. @@.yellow;"No,"@@ you shake your head, @@.yellow;"they're just going to buy us some drinks."@@ @@.justine;"Sure,"@@ she teases, @@.justine;"I'm sure that's why that guy won't take his eyes off of you."@@ You look over and see the blonde guy has been joined by a short friend. Both men are staring hungrily at you and Justine. @@.justine;"I'm so proud of you!"@@ The guys succeed in getting drinks, and gesture for [[you and Justine to join them at a booth.|W4F][$control.location to "Justine 9"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.switch1>>@@.yellow;"No thanks,"@@ you step away a little, trying to make space. You look back toward Justine, who's giving you a disapproving look. She leaves the dance floor and draws close. @@.justine;"He's kind of cute, what happened?"@@ @@.yellow;"He wanted to buy me a drink,"@@ you feel like it was very obvious why this was a problem, but now you're having a tough time remembering why. She frowns. @@.justine;"Well, maybe you don't need another drink."@@ You aren't sure where that's coming from, at all. @@.justine;"You are a lightweight, aren't you? Come on, let's get you some water."@@ Justine leads you to a booth where you sit and slump against the table. A few minutes later she returns with two water cups and a single mixed drink. She pushes both water cups at you, and holds up the alcohol for herself. @@.justine;"Cheers, girl."@@ [[You clink your plastic cup against hers|W4F][$control.location to "Justine 9"]] and then start rehydrating.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You leave the bathroom but don't see Justine on the dance floor. You check the bar, then eventually spot her at a booth in a far corner. Two guys linger over the table, awkwardly milling about and flirting. Justine is giggling and twirling hair around a finger, so you don't think she minds the attention. @@.justine;"$name,"@@ she waves when you get close. @@.justine;"$name, these boys just bought us some drinks. Aren't they the sweetest?"@@ You don't know what else to do, so you nod. @@.justine;"Thanks again, guys. Let's catch up later."@@ The two guys seem surprised by the dismissal, but they aren't bold enough to say anything. You watch them slink off. The only evidence they were ever there to begin with are two pink mixed drinks left on the table. @@.justine;"If you have to buy drinks for yourself then you aren't doing it right,"@@ Justine tells you. Wisdom for the ages. Girls sure do have it different. Not that you've ever experienced buying a girl a drink. @@.justine;"Gross,"@@ Justine groans out of nowhere. You follow her eyes to the dance floor, where some random guys are standing and watching girls. @@.justine;"Bobby and Arthur and that whole crew are here."@@ You have no idea who that is. @@.justine;"Just some guys I went to high school with,"@@ [[Justine tells you.|W4F][$control.location to "Justine 9"]] @@.justine;"Let's avoid them tonight."@@<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 9">><<AddFem 2>><<if $temp.switch2>><<AddBreath_Medium "alcohol">>You all introduce yourselves, but over the loud music you don't actually catch either guy's name. Justine acts hyper-flirty, with lots of giggling and hair twirling around her fingers. She's obviously not interested in either of the boys, however, and you suspect she's engaging more for your own benefit than anything else. She convinces them to buy you both another round, but after a half hour or so both you and she are bored with them. It's impressive watching her get rid of them. She explains that you're both looking for a potential babydaddy, or maybe a sugardaddy. Within ten seconds the guys are gone. @@.yellow;"That was amazing,"@@ you laugh. She bats her eyelashes. @@.justine;"I know I am."@@ [[The music stops abruptly.|W4F][$control.location to "Justine 10"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddBreath_Medium "alcohol">>You and Justine do some people watching, while sipping on your respective drinks. She points out various girls, and explains why the're not as hot as either of you. It usually has to do with some arbitrary issue, like her not liking the color of their shoes or the cut of their dress. She also points out different guys, guessing at their potential aptitude in bed. You notice she prefers taller dudes with muscles. Definitely not me, even if I were in male clothes. That stings quite a bit, you have to admit. Suddenly [[the music abruptly stops.|W4F][$control.location to "Justine 10"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 10">><<AddFem 2>>@@.orange;"Okay everyone,"@@ the DJ announces through his speakers, @@.orange;"time for our Sexy Contest. Any girls that want to participate, just come on up, either alone or in a group. Whichever girl gets the loudest reaction from the club wins a hundred dollars!"@@ You know before you even see her face that Justine is interested. When you turn to her the look in her eyes is pure determination. @@.justine;"Okay,@@ she says firmly, @@.justine;"Let's go win this."@@ You try to back out but she shushes you. @@.justine;"Come on, $name, we're way hotter than anyone else here. This is easy money, and we just have to pose and look sexy."@@ Easy money? And all you'd have to do is stand there? That doesn't sound too bad... @@.justine;"Okay, we might have to kiss a little to win,"@@ Justine admits. Your eyes light up. Justine looks like she's still trying to convince you, but you're sold. Maybe it's the drinks, or the dress, or the ambience, but the prospect of being paid to make out with Justine sounds pretty fucking awesome. @@.yellow;"Let's do it,"@@ [[you tell her.|W4F][$control.location to "Justine 11"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 11">><<AddFem 2>>@@.justine;"Really?"@@ You start to tell her yes, but she shushes you. @@.justine;"Nevermind, I'm not going to give you time to change your mind. Let's go!"@@ She leads you up, where you join about a dozen other girls. @@.justine;"Us first,"@@ Justine says immediately. The DJ shrugs and nods. Justine smiles at the crowd and puts one hand on her hip, letting her impressive figure do the talking. The crowd cheers. She elbows you, so you step forward and try to mimic her pose. There's some cheering, but not as loud as it was for Justine. Probably because of how awkward and hesitant you are. That doesn't stop your friend, of course. She turns you to face her, then leans in and kisses you tenderly on the lips. Instantly the crowd goes nuts. Holy shit! But Justine isn't done. She kisses you harder, and one hand grabs your ass, caressing it through the thin material of the dress. You moan into her mouth, only dimly aware of the loud reception you're getting. The kiss ends, with you still reeling. The other girls go, with a few even kissing, but nobody gets the kind of reaction that you and Justine got. [[At the end the DJ pronounces you the winners|W4F][$control.location to "Justine 12"]], and gives you a four coupons for twenty-five bucks off at the bar, which is pretty fucking disappointing. But hey, you made out with a hot chick, so who cares?<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 12">><<AddBreath_Medium "alcohol">><<AddBreath_Medium "alcohol">>You and Justine make good use of the coupons, though. Things feel way less icky now that you don't need to flirt with guys for free drinks. You're feeling pretty sick, however, so you switch to water. By the time the bar closes Miss "Heavy Weight Drinker" is groggy and slurring her words. Remembering the barn party, you grab her phone and send a text to Marty, Justine's neighbor that always gives her rides. He texts back something snarky about being woken up, but says he's on his way. You feel a little badly; you could have just called a Ryde, but you didn't think about it until it was too late. Marty arrives a half hour later. You and Justine are waiting outside, with her throwing up into an alleyway. You climb into the backseat and Justine passes out instantly, her head in your lap. @@.yellow;"Thank you,"@@ you tell Marty. He shrugs and starts driving. @@.blue;"I'm used to it."@@ Your curiosity is burning, so you have to ask. @@.yellow;"Why do you always drive her home?"@@ [[Marty glances at you|W4F][$control.location to "Justine 13"]] from the rearview mirror. @@.blue;"If I didn't, who knows what would happen to her."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 13 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 13">>@@.yellow;"That's a good point,"@@ you nod. @@.yellow;"I guess she can be a little reckless sometimes."@@ He snorts. @@.blue;"A little? She's been impossible ever since her dad died."@@ Woah, her dad died? I didn't know that. @@.yellow;"Really?"@@ @@.blue;"Yeah,"@@ Marty nods. @@.blue;"Her old man wanted a son, but she was the youngest of three girls. Justine used to be a total tomboy, actually."@@ That really surprises you. @@.blue;"I think she tried to act more like a boy out of loyalty to him. No dating, no dresses. I think she always wanted to be a girly girl, though, but she didn't want to disappoint her dad. He died like seven years ago, I think."@@ Huh. @@.yellow;"And that's when she went wild?"@@ @@.blue;"I think all the years of repressing it just made it that much worse. She went from the chaste little church girl to the first girl in our grade to lose her virginity."@@ Justine groans into your lap and you absentmindedly rub her head. The rest of the drive is done in silence. Marty drops you off at the cottage and promises to get Justine home safely. [[You say good night|W4F][$control.location to "Night"]] and thank him again for picking you both up.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res">>You head to the restaurant, where it's surprisingly busy all day long. You're grateful that things are so hectic, however, because it means you don't have time to dwell on your upcoming date with Kurt. <<if $flag.poshpartygift>>Destiny and Arthur are just as busy as you are, otherwise you'd beg them to help you come up with an excuse to get out of tonight's date.<<else>>Arthur is acting weird, too. Lots of smiles and happy eyes whenever he sees you. He's just as busy as you are, fortunately, so you're spared another awkward encounter with him.<</if>> Eventually your shift ends and [[you head home|W4F][$control.location to "Date preparations"]] to get ready for your date with Kurt.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date preparations ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date preparations">>Back at the cottage, you instruct the eWardrobe to get an outfit ready. @@.yellow;"I don't even know where we're going."@@ Should you wear something casual, like shorts and a tank top? Or should you dress up? Kurt doesn't seem like a very snobby guy, but he's also a rich brat like you. @@.yellow;"Computer, pick out @@<<if $fem gte 400>><<AddFem 4>>@@.yellow;a cute@@<<else>><<AddFem 2>>@@.yellow;an appropriate@@<</if>>@@.yellow; date outfit for any occasion."@@ You instruct it to prepare a similar makeup routine. You kill some time on Peddit until it gets closer to when Kurt is supposed to pick you up. At that point [[you step inside the eWardrobe|W4F][$control.location to "Date preparations 2"; $queue.outfit to "custom_kurtdate"; $queue.makeup to "outfit_custom_kurtdate"]] to finish getting ready.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date preparations 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date preparations 2">>You have enough time to look in the mirror and check yourself over, but just barely. A knock at the door cuts your administrations short. @@.kurt;"Hi $name,"@@ Kurt says when you open the door. @@.kurt;"You look great!"@@ He's wearing cargo shorts and a polo shirt with the collar popped up. You're relieved you didn't dress up, although it would have been an easy, if time-consuming, fix. @@.yellow;"Thanks, Kurt. You look nice, too."@@ The words come out awkwardly, but he doesn't notice. @@.kurt;"You ready?"@@ @@.yellow;"Sure."@@ [[You grab your purse and follow Kurt outside.|W4F][$control.location to "Date"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date">>Kurt confidently backs his car out, then jets onto the road. He doesn't put any music on, and he doesn't talk, so after a few minutes you're fairly bored. It would be rude to just take out your phone and go on Peddit, though, so you try to initiate a conversation. @@.yellow;"What's the plan for tonight?"@@ @@.kurt;"I figured we would hang out."@@ Kurt flashes you a confident smile. Your stomach rumbles. Maybe he plans on you two hanging out over dinner? @@.yellow;"And where are we going to do that?"@@ Does Hope's Point have a bowling alley? Bowling would be fun. And there'd be food. @@.kurt;"My house."@@ You're going to his house? What if his mom is there? She's the worst. But really, his house? What is this, a playdate for ten-year-olds? You should be relieved he isn't taking you to "Makeout Cliff" or anything, but still. What a lame date. Kurt drives until a large red barn looms in the distance. He turns up a long driveway and [[parks in front of a sprawling mansion.|W4F][$control.location to "Date 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 2">>Kurt doesn't seem to be aware of how luxurious his home is, especially compared to the tiny cottage you spend your days in. You suppose that most girls would be impressed, but you're familiar with the lifestyles of the wealthy. You follow him through several hallways before he stops at a large room with a massive television mounted on the wall. There's a pool table, a baksetball hoop, some old arcade-style video games, and even a bartop that produces different types of soda. Wow, this really does feel like a playdate. Kurt turns to you and spreads his arms wide. @@.kurt;"What do you want to do?"@@ You spot a copy of Call of Deity nearby. That would be a great way to spend tonight. If you did that then you'd almost forget that it's, well, a date. But you can be a little competetive when it comes to laying a celestial smackdown. Maybe you should do something else instead? [[Let's try that video game. That looks fun.|W4F][$control.location to "Date 3"; $flag.videoplaydate to true]] [[Say you have no preference, let Kurt pick.|W4F][$control.location to "Date 3"; $fem += 2]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 3">><<if $flag.videoplaydate>>Kurt follows your gaze to the Call of Deity case. @@.kurt;"The guys in my fraternity play this all the time."@@ He excitedly puts it in, but then turns to you with a frown. @@.kurt;"It's not an easy game to get into. You sure?"@@ You shrug casually. @@.yellow;"Maybe I'll have beginner's luck."@@ He goes back to the game and gets to the co-op character select screen, but then hesitates. <<if $fem gte 400>>He seems to be arguing with himself, but finally hands you a controller and mumbles, @@.kurt;"You can be player one."@@<<else>>He hands you a controller and then says, @@.kurt;"I'm always player one."@@ Pfft, like it will even matter.<</if>> You're both on a team of Polynesian gods, with Kurt as Maui and you as Hina. In less than five minutes you've racked up enough kills to activate Hina's special move, which you promptly use on room full of Egyptian gods. You bury them with a tidal wave led by eels and fish. @@.yellow;"Beginner's luck,"@@ you remind Kurt as your kills-to-deaths ratio soars past his. An hour later he puts his controller down with equal parts frustration and admiration. @@.kurt;"I never had that much luck when I first started playing,"@@ he tells you. @@.kurt;"You're way better than my frat brothers."@@ [[Someone coughs in the doorway.|W4F][$control.location to "Date 4"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Kurt leads you to the pool table. Your dad always referred to it as "billiards," while your mom called it "that boring ball game." Actually, she called a lot of things that. Regardless, you've never played it before. Kurt teaches you the rules as you go. You scratch on the white ball pretty much every attempt, while he easily sinks his own balls. Eventually you get a clean hit off and whoop excitedly when the white ball actually collides with another one. It doesn't go in a pocket or anything, but hey, that's progress! Of course, ten seconds later Kurt hits the eight-ball in, so your excitement is fleeting. He racks the balls for another game. Despite being terrible at pool it's actually kind of fun, and you don't even mind losing match after match. About an hour in the two of you are interrupted by someone [[coughing in the doorway.|W4F][$control.location to "Date 4"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 4">>@@.green;"Sir, here is the dinner you requested."@@ An older man with a goatee brings in a serving platter. It's covered, so you have no idea what's inside, but judging by how much your stomach is rumbling that probably doesn't matter. @@.kurt;"Thanks, Barry."@@ The man - you assume it's a butler - removes the platter cover and leaves. On the tray is a rather large paper bag, all white but with a cow's face in a circle on the center. @@.kurt;"Best fastfood burgers in town,"@@ Kurt beams. Fast food and games at his house? Is this guy eleven? But the nerd in you is kind of having a great time. You wish more girls would be down for dates like this. You'd be dating all over town! You and Kurt eat and then go back to playing. Another hour passes, and another cough occurs in the doorway. This time it isn't a butler who interrupts you, but Kurt's mother. @@.lisa;"Hi, darling,"@@ smiles Lisa Baker. She's wearing a stylish top and lounge pants, looking prim and spotless. @@.lisa;"Are you and your little friend having fun?"@@ [[She gives you a withering glance.|W4F][$control.location to "Date 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 5">><<if $flag.videoplaydate>>@@.kurt;"Yeah! Mom, $name is super good at Call of Deity. She's been winning all night."@@ @@.lisa;"Well, some girls prioritize their appearance, others devote times to different pursuits."@@ She titters. @@.lisa;"We all have our strengths."@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.kurt;"Yeah! I taught $name how to play pool. Can you believe she'd never played before?"@@ @@.lisa;"That is surprising. I'd have expected her to be an expert at holding a shaft."@@<</if>> What a bitch! Kurt's mom spots the remains of the burgers. @@.lisa;"Really, dear? How many times have I told you that cheap food will ruin your palate?"@@ @@.kurt;"Aw, c'mon mom. I'm on a date, don't treat me like a kid."@@ She's as awful to him as she is to me, you note. Well, almost. Speaking of, now would be a good time to get away from Kurt's mom's attention. [[You could go to the bathroom|W4F][$control.location to "Date 6"; $temp.switch1 to true]] and hope she's gone by the time you get back, or [[you could just tough it out.|W4F][$control.location to "Date 6"; $temp.switch1 to false]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 6">><<if $temp.switch1>>@@.yellow;"Where's the restroom,"@@ you quietly ask when there's a brief pause in Kurt's mom's tirade. Her head swivels toward you. @@.lisa;"Come, dear. I'll show you."@@ Her smile gives you goosebumps. @@.yellow;"It's okay,"@@ you stammer, @@.yellow;"I'm sure I can find it on my own."@@ @@.lisa;"Nonsense,"@@ she steamrolls over you. @@.lisa;"It's easy to get lost in a big house like this. Come with me."@@ Not having a choice, you follow Lisa Baker out of the room. She leads in silence, her strides confident. You lost your sense of direction when Kurt took you to his play-room, and now following Lisa you're even more turned around. How far away is the bathroom? This is ridiculous. Lisa puases in the middle of the hallway. @@.lisa;"Why exactly are you here, $name?"@@ Her tone is quiet and intense. You feel like you're in class again, with a teacher who is looking to prove you didnt do the assigned homework. @@.yellow;"Um, Kurt invited me?"@@ [[She scoffs.|W4F][$control.location to "Date 7"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 2>>Lisa continues to nag her son. @@.lisa;"Were you eating Chito's in here? There's bright yellow dust all over the couch!"@@ Sheesh, she's worse than my own mom. You surreptitiously take out your phone and lowkey browse Peddit while her and Kurt carry on with their back and forth. Ten minutes later, you're bored. Another fifteen minutes after that and you wonder if Lisa Baker always does this when her son has guests over. Or maybe it's just because she thinks I'm a girl, you muse. Then realization hits you. She's crashing our date! Is it because she thinks you guys would be getting physical if she weren't there? Revulsion makes your skin crawl. Not because Kurt is ugly or anything, but just beause he's, well, a guy.<<if $route.jake is true>><<AddFem 2>> A devil on your shoulder asks why that didn't stop you with Jake, but you ignore it. That was totally different.<</if>> She finally leaves, but you notice the butler from before is lingering just out of the doorway. Probably to keep an eye on us for impropriety. You're grossed out again. @@.kurt;"Sorry about that,"@@ [[Kurt says genially.|W4F][$control.location to "Date 9"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 7">><<AddFem 4>>@@.lisa;"And then what? What are you after with my son?"@@ @@.yellow;"After?"@@ Does she think I'm a golddigger or something? @@.lisa;"Was that too difficult a question,"@@ she sneers. @@.lisa;"Kurt has a bright future ahead of him. Politics run in our family, you know, and he could be president some day. I will not have his future jeopardized,"@@ she snarls, @@.lisa;"by some hussy who wants to be knocked up so she can marry above her station!"@@ You stand there speechless, not knowing what to say. Kurt's mother smiles demurely. @@.lisa;"The restroom is through there, I'll have a maid come escort you back."@@ She turns to go, but pauses. @@.lisa;"Oh, and $name? If you know what's good for you, don't see my son again."@@ Lisa leaves, so you enter the bathroom, even though you don't really need to use it. @@.yellow;"What a crazy bitch,"@@ you whisper. You're a little afraid she could somehow hear you. She thinks I'm some heartless tramp who sees her kid as a golden ticket. Lisa Baker couldn't be further from the truth, but you don't know how to tell her that. After a few minutes you exit. A servant is waiting and [[politely leads you back to Kurt.|W4F][$control.location to "Date 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 8">><<if $temp.switch1>><<AddFem 2>>You get back to Kurt, but notice that the maid lingers just outside of the doorway. Most likely to make sure you don't get knocked up. The very thought of it fills you with revulsion. @@.kurt;"Do you want to keep playing,"@@ Kurt asks as soon as you walk back into the room. You can tell he wants the answer to be yes. @@.yellow;"Sure, dude. But hey, what's up with your mom? She's kind of intense."@@ And a bitch. He frowns. @@.kurt;"What do you mean? Wait,"@@ his expression falls, @@.kurt;"she didn't say anything mean to you, did she? She promised me she wouldn't."@@ His normally kind face twists and you're taken aback by the raw anger there. @@.yellow;"Of course not,"@@ you quickly lie, although you aren't even sure why you'd cover for that harpy. I just don't want to be involved in family drama. A small part of you questions if that's really your motive and it isn't something else. @@.yellow;"She just has a strong personality."@@ @@.kurt;"Oh, yeah."@@ He chuckles. @@.kurt;"She's quite the character. Anyway, let's play another match."@@ [[You nod in agreement.|W4F][$control.location to "Date 9"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.yellow;"It's fine."@@ You meant to leave it at that, but you can't resist asking him the obvious question. @@.yellow;"Why do you let her talk to you like that?"@@ You expect the usual Kurt response: equal parts kindness and obliviousness. So you're taken aback when he turns and regards you thoughtfully. @@.kurt;"Well, she's my mom, and we can't choose our parents. I'm really lucky to still have both of mine."@@ He smiles softly. @@.kurt;"And her intentions are good, and that's what's most important. Everybody makes mistakes, so you need to judge them by the why of their actions, not the what."@@ Fuck, this dude keeps surprising me. Feeling a little guilty now for being judgemental about Kurt's relationship with his mother, you change the subject. @@.yellow;"Should we play some more?"@@ [[He nods enthusiastically.|W4F][$control.location to "Date 9"]] @@.kurt;"Hell yeah!"@@<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 9">><<AddFem 4>>Another two hours pass and then Kurt drives you home. You certainly aren't sad to say goodbye to Mrs. Baker. You figure he'll try to kiss you at the end of the night, and given all the other shit you've dealt with it won't be that awful, but he doesn't even try. He smiles, says good night, and you exit the car. Of course you aren't disappointed that he didn't kiss you. Obviously. But you do wonder why he didn't. Is your breath bad from the fast food? Did his mom say something to him after all? Is there something stuck in your teeth? <<if $fem gt 410>>Am I not good enough for him? <</if>>Why ask me on a date and not even try to kiss me? Your mind churns as [[you walk into the cottage.|W4F][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Night ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Night">><<if $temp.switch1>>You head right to your bedroom, peel off your dress and then collapse on to the bed.<<else>>You push the thoughts out of your mind, suddenly feeling drained. You head to your bedroom, peel off your clothes and then settle on to the bed. @@.yellow;"Man, I'm sleepy,"@@ you yawn.<</if>> <<PillOptions "W4Sat" "night">><</daypassage>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>><<set $temp.switch3 to either(false, false, false, false, true)>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">>Something to be said about the magic of a hot shower. You spend several minutes letting the warm water hit your skin. <<if $route.job eq "store" and $temp.switch2>>It's especially appreciated because of the pounding in your head. I drank too much last night.<</if>> As much as you enjoy it, you don't stay in that long. Without soap or hair products it's less practical and more of luxury. You pause in front of the mirror and look at your naked body. <<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $breastsize gte 7>><<AddFem 6>>You've avoided thinking about them for weeks, but now your gaze and mind is drawn to your breasts. @@.yellow;"My breasts."@@ You cringe as you say it. You shouldn't have breasts. You were never supposed to have breasts! You're a guy. And yet, here you are. They've probably helped you keep your secret. Right? They must have. @@.yellow;"Otherwise I gave myself boobs for nothing."@@ It comes out a tad hysterical. I don't think I'm capable of mentally processing this right now. You leave the mirror and head to the eWardrobe to get dressed. [[Your hand trembles somewhat as you touch the computer screen.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Morning"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.yellow;"I don't see how anyone could mistake me for a girl, I look as much like a guy as I ever have."@@ Long hair, flat stomach, clear skin, toned legs. You shake your head. @@.yellow;"People in this town must be blind."@@ [[You leave the mirror and head to the eWardrobe to get dressed.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Morning"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">>@@.yellow;"Time to get dressed."@@ <<if $route.lyle is true>><<AddFem 2>>You should see Lyle today for another week's worth of the pills. While the memory of your last visit has left a bad taste in your mouth - literally! - you don't think you have much of a choice. And it's not like you don't know what you're going to be in for. Five minutes of some rough handling and you'll have a sore throat, tender lips, and some pills. Compared to everything else you've been through, would another five-minute encounter really be that awful to endure? It's a necessary evil, you remind yourself. But is it? You could just say screw it and not go. But he said he'd be expecting me this weekend. Lyle doesn't seem like someone you should piss off. If you skip going then you should probably avoid him entirely moving forward. [[You need more pills. Just suck it up - literally! - and go.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Morning 2"; $fem += 4]] [[Screw it. Get dressed and go do anything else.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Morning 2"; $route.lyle to false]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $route.job eq "res" and $flag.activitysignup>>Your phone pings and you see a text from Destiny. Hey $name, sorry I've been such a mess all week. I should have gotten back to you earlier, but I have some ideas for your assignment with the LR. Want to meet for coffee and talk? @@.yellow;"What the hell is a 'LR?'"@@ You ponder for a second. @@.yellow;"Oh shit, the live-reading! I totally forgot."@@ You hastily text Destiny back saying you'd love to meet, and she sends you a GPS pin of a coffeeshop to meet at in an hour. [[Get dressed.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Morning 2"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You don't have anything to do today, so you decide to put on some comfortable clothes and play video games. [[Get dressed.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Morning 2"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning 2">>What will you put on? <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Stan">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "workout"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Stan ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Stan">>A knock on the door surprises you. @@.yellow;"Who could that be?"@@ You open it and find a small man standing there with a tablet. He's quite short, even compared to you. He has a receding hairline that's so bad more than half of his head is bald. The greasy, brown hair that is there is so long it goes to his waist. He has a beard, but oddly it only grows from his neck; from his jawline up there's just a patchwork fuzz that's intermittently broken up with open sores, one of which is oozing. He's wearing a shirt that says, "#IStandWithWeinsten" along with a button near the collar that reads, "Ask Me About The Red Pill." @@.green;"Hello,"@@ his voice is the most nasal thing you've ever heard. @@.green;"I'm Stan from 76-Gee-Scone, do you have a minute?"@@ @@.yellow;"Um,"@@ you try to think of a good excuse to say no, but Stan keeps talking anyway. <<ShowImage "c-stan-intro" 600>> @@.green;"Great! 76-Gee-Scone is an e-commerce website, I'm sure you've heard of us."@@ @@.yellow;"Not really."@@ @@.green;"Of course,"@@ he nods, [[clearly not actually listening to you.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Stan 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Stan 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Stan 2">>@@.green;"As you know, 76-Gee-Scone is the premier barter site for purchasing and selling air."@@ @@.yellow;"I'm sorry, did you say you sell air?"@@ @@.green;"Yes, yes."@@ He nods thoughtfully. @@.green;"But not just sell; you can also buy."@@ He hiccups and some phlegm flies out. You sare at him, completely dumbfounded. @@.yellow;"Why on earth would anyone need to buy air? It's free."@@ You look around. @@.yellow;"And everywhere."@@ Stan chuckles. @@.green;"Common misconception for those whose IQs are beneath 780."@@ He hiccups again, and this time the phlegm is purple. How in the fuck? You're so distracted by the digusting liquid dribbling down into his neck beard that you let his insult slide. @@.green;"Yes, you can get air for free, if you know where to look. But not everyone will find that air without knowing exactly what to type into a search engine. Our site brings more attention to those sources, while also giving users the option of exchanging air directly."@@ He steps closer and exhales. The smell of urine wafts into your face and you struggle not to gag. There's also a faint buzzing sound, but you're not where it's coming from. @@.green;"We're doing a community service,"@@ [[he tells you.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Stan 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Stan 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Stan 3">>@@.yellow;"I think I'll pass,"@@ you try to shut the door but he shoves a foot in the way, preventing it from being shut. When you look down you see he's wearing sandals. Every single toenail is missing, and flies cover the open flesh. That must be the buzzing sound. @@.green;"You can't,"@@ Stan hiccups cheerfully. The bile is orange this time. It's so disgustingly fascinating that you can't look away. @@.green;"You can't pass,"@@ he repeats. @@.green;"You're already opted in."@@ @@.yellow;"What the hell does that mean?"@@ @@.green;"Your access to air has already been listed, and users will be able to exchange and bid on it as they wish."@@ He nods, and some phlegm lands on his pin. @@.green;"$name Jones, right?"@@ You nod. @@.green;"Yep, you're on here. The good news is that for $9.95 biweekly we can preserve your rank as an air owner."@@ And there it is. @@.yellow;"I'm not going to give you money just so I can breathe."@@ [[Stan shakes his head vigorously.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Stan 4"]] @@.green;"No, no, you're misunderstanding because of your IQ."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Stan 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Stan 4">>@@.yellow;"I'm not dumb-"@@ Stan snorts, and snot joins the phlegm in his neck beard. @@.green;"Nobody said you were dumb."@@ He reaches out to pat your hand soothingly, but you jerk it away, afraid to let him touch you. He looks contagious. I'd probably catch, um, everything? The plague? @@.green;"Your engagement with our self-award-winning website is completely voluntary. But your air will be exchanged regardless, so it's in your best interests to sign up for the low price of $12.93."@@ @@.yellow;"Whatever, dude. People can buy air if they want to, I'm not giving you any money."@@ @@.green;"Give me money? Hah!"@@ He snorts, and a thumbtack falls out of his nose. What the fuck? @@.green;"I don't make anything off of this venture, I do this out of the generosity in my heart."@@ He slaps his chest empathetically, then cringes from the blow. @@.green;"Ouchies."@@ @@.yellow;"If anyone buys that shit then tell them I have a bridge to sell them."@@ [[You try to shut the door again.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Stan 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Stan 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Stan 5">>His foot remains in the way. I shouldn't shut the door on him, he looks like the type of coward who would sue over anything. Your father always warned you that there are people out there would rather prey on others than do something positive. Strong arming people into paying for air definitely fits that description. @@.green;"Ah, a colloquialism. How cute."@@ He hiccups again, and you're almost disappointed when no bile comes out. @@.green;"Nobody is going to force you to do anything. If you change your mind, please visit our website. You can find your name, residential address, blood type, star sign, projected period cycle, number of butt hairs, minimum penis length that you'll require to accept coitus, the number of times you've watched Two Poor Ladies despite having other options available, the width of both ear lobes, the RGB color code of your pubic hair, and other relevant information."@@ @@.yellow;"What the fuck,"@@ you shriek, @@.yellow;"I never said you could have any of that! That's fucking ridiculous."@@ Clearly they're not that bright, they don't even know I'm a dude. It's the only positive takeaway from this. @@.yellow;"Who the fuck gave you permission to collect my information like that?"@@ [[Stan isn't bothered by your anger.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Stan 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Stan 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Stan 6">>@@.green;"We don't collect anything,"@@ he heavily emphasizes the point, @@.green;"but anything our users post is saved forever because we feel like it."@@ @@.yellow;"And someone told you my blood type?"@@ @@.green;"Nobody told us, they shared it. We're a website that barters air, clearly that would be relevant and pertinent information."@@ He peers at you. @@.green;"But if your IQ is below 940 you may not understand such metaphysical concepts."@@ He shrugs, and some of the multi-colored bile falls from his beard and onto the toe-flies. @@.green;"Obviously our staff are also users, and sure, nobody can say if it was a random person who posted your information, or if it was one of our staffers. But technically they're all users, so it doesn't even matter."@@ He taps the tablet in his hands and gives you a thumbs up. @@.green;"I'm going to jot you down for our premium package, which is only $46.97 per weekend. But don't worry, the money you spend is going to generate far more income for you in the future, primarily because of our amazingly necessary and ethical site. To get even more out of it, I recommend you upgrade to the one-percenter package."@@ You step forward to look at at his tablet, and he instantly retreats, not letting you see a single thing he's doing behind the scenes. Still, you take advantage of the opening he's given you and [[you slam the door right in Stan's dumb fucking face.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Morning end"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning end ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning end">>You can hear Stan some more outside of your door, but he eventually leaves, likely to prey on some other person like the failed excuse for a person that he is. Now what was I doing? That's right, you had just gotten dressed and were going to go look in the mirror. <<set $temp.switch2 to false>><<if $route.lyle is true>>You go look, and you're satisfied with your apperance, but you find yourself putting off the task of visiting the Sails. You waste some time watching a television show, eat some food, and do random chores. You can tell you're officially procrastinating when you realized you've taken out the Windez and are about to clean the cottage's windowsills. You look at the clock; it's mid-afternoon by now. @@.yellow;"I need to just go."@@ You set the cleaning product down with some reluctance, and [[leave the cottage.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Sails"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $route.job eq "res" and $flag.activitysignup>>You go look, and you're satisfied with your apperance, so you rush out the door. Stan might have talked far longer than you'd have liked, but you should still be able to meet Destiny right on time. [[You head out.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Destiny"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You go look, and you're satisfied with your apperance in case there are any more unexpected visitors. This is why I need to stay in girl clothes, and not wear my guy clothes at home. [[Time to play some video games.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Video games"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny">><<if $flag.coffeeshop>>You meet Destiny in the same coffee shop you saw Dante at a few weeks ago, but thankfully he isn't there this time.<<else>>You find the coffee shop with relative ease.<</if>> Destiny is already inside. She has a drink in front of her, but you skip ordering one. You've never been a fan of coffee, so there's no appeal in it for you. @@.destiny;"Hey,"@@ she greets you. You and Destiny chat idly for a few minutes. You each ask how the other is doing. Neither of you bring up her breakup. @@.destiny;"Okay,"@@ she says finally, @@.destiny;"want to see what ideas I came up with?"@@ You nod eagerly. @@.destiny;"My first idea was a tour of Hope's Point. Visit the local museum, see some of the places that make up the town's history. It might be a little boring,"@@ she admits, @@.destiny;"but I bet it would make L.L Bernard's time here feel a little more intimate."@@ You can see both of her points. @@.destiny;"My next idea is kind of weird, so hear me out. We do nothing."@@ You give her a skeptical look. @@.destiny;"I know, but think about it. This is the fifth place L.L. Bernard will be seeing in six days. Let the poor thing rest. The hotel has a pool and there are restaurants within walking distance."@@ Again, you see the logic. @@.destiny;"Finally, we leave Hope's Point completely. Lakehill is nearby, and their town has a lot more culture than ours. We could do something there."@@ All of those seem like good options. What will you do? [[Show L.L. Bernard some of Hope Point's rich history.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Destiny 2"; $flag.activityroute to "hope"]] [[Doing nothing definitely sounds like the easiest course of action.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Destiny 2"; $flag.activityroute to "nothing"]] [[Lakehill sounds like it would be the best choice.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Destiny 2"; $flag.activityroute to "lake"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny 2">>You and Destiny chat for a while longer before saying bye. She tells she is supposed to go meet her ex to exchange some possessions each had, but doesn't offer any more information, and you don't ask. You bid her farewell and head home. It's not even the afternoon yet, so you decide to enjoy the day and [[play some video games.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Video games"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Video games ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Video games">><<set $temp.switch2 to true>>You boot up Call of Deity and see an alert. "Tomorrow will be a special tournament," the announcement proclaims, but it gives no other details. You snoop around online for a while, but can't find any other information about it. There's plenty of speculation from the Call of Deity community, but in the end nobody really had a clue what it could mean. <<if $route.job eq "store" and $flag.activitysignup>>@@.yellow;"Too bad I have kickball tomorrow,"@@ you muse. Registry for the tournament occurs while you're at practice. @@.yellow;"Hopefully it's nothing too good."@@<<elseif $route.job eq "res" and $flag.activitysignup>>@@.yellow;"Too bad I have to head to the bookstore tomorrow,"@@ you muse. Registry for the tournament occurs right when Val is expecting you. @@.yellow;"Hopefully I'm not missing out on too much."@@<<else>>@@.yellow;"I don't have any plans for tomorrow, I'm game to play."@@<</if>> You spend the rest of the day as Shiva, trying to get an achievement for killing an enemy god with each of her six arms. When it gets late enough you [[prepare to head to bed.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails">>The ride to the clubhouse is uneventful, except for your inner turmoil. As much as you keep telling yourself that this is no big deal, you also question your decision. I can't believe I'm willingly going somewhere to give a guy a blowjob. With every rotation of the tires you waffle between continuing on and turning around. And suddenly, you're there. You take a deep breath, park your bike, and walk inside. Far more people are present than you've ever seen there before. Men and women both abound, and the atmosphere is jovial. You recognize Tiger, Justine's mammoth fuck-buddy, and the old man who wanted to tell you your fortune the first time you came in. The fortune teller is giving some girl a tattoo. He spots you, drops his needle and ambles over. @@.green;"Well, well,"@@ the old man hiccups and you realize he's drunk, @@.green;"look who's back. I heard you're becoming a regular around here."@@ He winks, but then wanders off without saying anything else. Did he hear about the blowjob last week? embarrassed, you look for Lyle to get today's gross task over with. Did the old guy just leave that girls's tattoo only halfway done? As you push past men in vests and women in tight clothes, you notice that pretty much everyone is drunk. Must be a party or something, you muse. Not that you care. [[A familiar voice stops you.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Sails 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 2">>@@.lyle;"Back for more, huh?"@@ A hand slides across the small of your back and you freeze. @@.lyle;"Someone must be feeling thirsty."@@ Lyle is smirking when you turn around. There's the usual dangerous glimmer in his eye, but he seems to be in a good mood like everyone else. He has a half-empty beer in one hand. @@.yellow;"Let's just get this over with,"@@ you say quietly. @@.lyle;"Right to business,"@@ he winks. @@.lyle;"Let's go."@@ Several men behind him cheer noisily. Instead of heading for his office, however, Lyle leads you to a door in the back of the room. Right before you get there the old fortune teller comes up. @@.green;"Here,"@@ he offers you a shot glass full of a dark brown liquid. @@.green;"Thought this might help."@@<<if $temp.switch2>> The sight of alcohol makes you feel a tad sick, but not much. Damn hangover.<</if>> [[Take the shot and then follow Lyle inside.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Sails 3"; $temp.switch1 to true]] [[Say no thanks and then follow Lyle inside.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Sails 3"; $temp.switch1 to false]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 3">><<if $temp.switch1>><<AddBreath_Strong "whiskey">><</if>>You enter a hallway, with various doors off to the left and right. Lyle takes you to the third door on the left and beckons you inside. It looks like how you imagine a dorm would, with a dresser, a tiny closet, and a queen sized bed. You turn back to Lyle, whose shirt is already off. He pushes you backward and you fall onto the bed with a yelp. @@.lyle;"Time to see how tight you are,"@@ he growls as he climbs on top of you. He's going to try to fuck me! You panic and try to push him off, but he ignores your efforts. @@.yellow;"I thought you wanted a blowjob,"@@ you desperately try to wriggle out of his embrace, but to no avail. @@.lyle;"I've already had your mouth,"@@ he kisses you hard, and when he pulls back you gasp hard for air. @@.lyle;"I want that pussy now."@@ He bites your neck with force and you yelp again. Your mind frantically tries to think of a way out. What do women say when they don't want to have sex? Should I tell him I have a headache? No, he won't care. Wait, I know! @@.yellow;"I'm on my period,"@@ [[you blurt out.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Sails 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 4">>It's a hail mary; if Lyle is the type of guy who doesn't give a shit about a little blood then you're fucked. Literally. But if he isn't... He growls and punches the bed next to where your head is, making you flinch. @@.lyle;"Fucking damn it!"@@ The raw anger in his expression makes you tremble with fear. He closes his eyes, takes a breath, and then exhales. @@.lyle;"We can still have fun."@@ Lyle gets off of you and rummages through the nearby dresser. You sit up. You're still shaking slightly, but you're feeling more hopeful that you'll get through this alive and with your secret in tact. @@.yellow;"I can still blow you,"@@ you tell him. It's humiliating that you keep offering to suck off another guy, but if it gets you out of this, then so be it. He pulls out a tube and comes back too you. Lyle grabs the back of your head and forcefully pulls you off the bed. He shoves you face-first into the think blanket on the bed, so that you're bent over the bed's side. @@.lyle;"I've already had your mouth,"@@ he repeats. You hear a squirting sound, and then you feel one of his hands under your clothes. You freeze, terrified that he's going to find your dick, but instead [[he slips a finger inside of your asshole.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Sails 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 5">>You gasp and your butthole clenches involuntarily. <<if $route.jake>>You're still tender from having Jake fuck you the other night, and you whimper in pain at Lyle's touch. <</if>>@@.lyle;"Shut up,"@@ Lyle hisses, before shoving your face even harder into the bed. A second digit joins the first one inside you, and he mercilessly pumps his fingers back and forth. @@.lyle;"Actually, you can cry if you want,"@@ he says nonchalantly. @@.lyle;"It's all the same to me."@@<<if $route.jake>> You're quite fortunate he's feeling generous, because your ass is still sore enough that there's no way you're going to make it through this without some tears.<</if>> <<if $route.jake>><<AddFem 24>>Lyle pulls his fingers out, and the sound of his zipper being undone fills the silence.<<else>><<AddFem 20>>Somehow that extra little bit of humiliation makes it seem ten times worse. He rips his fingers out and you groan, but try to keep it quiet so that Lyle doesn't hear. Lyle doesn't say anything, but he doesn't need to. The sound of his zipper is coming undone speaks volumes.<</if>> Something thicker than a finger presses against your asshole. You remember Lyle's cock and how it looked coming at your face. <<if $route.jake>>You have flashbacks to Jake on your couch in the cottage. <</if>>@@.yellow;"Ah!"@@ It comes out unbidden, simultaneously with [[Lyle's dick pushing into you.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Sails 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 6">><<AddAnal "Lyle">>Lyle pulls your hips back and plunges forward. There's no easing in. <<if $route.jake>>At least Jake was gentle. You can't believe you're feeling grateful because a guy gently ass-fucked you, but ever<<else>>Ever<</if>> since you arrived in Hope's Point nothing in your world has been normal<<if $route.jake>>.<<else>>, which you thought you were coming to terms with. But being ass-fucked by a guy has to be the worst experience thus far.<</if>> Lyle fucks you in earnest, his motions forceful and without regard for your comfort. Frankly, you're lucky he bothered to use lube, though you suspect that was more for his own ease than your comfort. Tears splash down your face. There's a lot of pain. Much to your horror, there's also some pleasure<<if $route.jake>>, just like with Jake. However, this time the pain certainly outweighs the pleasure. It might feel better if your ass weren't sore to begin with. That idea horrifies you even more<<else>>. You want to deny that it's true, but even with Lyle's brutal ministrations, there's a tingling sensation spreading throughout your groin<</if>>. Lyle's balls smack against you with each thrust. For close to fifteen minutes, the sounds you hear are from his crotch slapping against your ass and your own whimpers. He eventually stiffens and groans. Several seconds later he pulls out. You look back and see that he at least wore a condom. <<if $route.jake>>There's no semen trickling out of you. This time.<<else>>That's a relief. You wouldn't want to need to get a STD test, especially since you're still a virgin. Wait, am I still a virgin? You instantly push the thought away. You can't deal with this right now.<</if>> [[Lyle growls at you.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Sails 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 7">><<set $tracking.pillcount += 7>>@@.lyle;"Good stuff, bitch."@@ He slaps your ass and you squeak. @@.lyle;"Here's your shit."@@ He tosses a pill bottle onto the bed. It lands next to your face. You slowly straighten out your clothes. Lyle tosses the used condom into a trash can and zips his fly up. @@.lyle;"We're having a party,"@@ he tells you, which surprises you. You don't think he's ever spoken to you unless it was an order. @@.lyle;"Stick around if you want to, I'm sure some of my boys wouldn't mind having that ass or mouth."@@ He leaves. You take a ragged breath and <<if $route.jake is true>>somehow keep your composure. It's no worse than when Jake did it, you tell yourself. You didn't debase yourself, you just did something you'd already done before.<<else>>hold back a sob. You just lost your virginity, and it wasn't at all how it should have been. You let a guy fuck you. What's happening to me?<</if>> You go into the hallway but hesitate before entering the main common room. Everyone is going to know what just happened. You're not sure if you can handle the leers and hoots. But what choice do you have You can't stay here. The party is still going hard, and to your surprise nobody is even looking at you. Except for the old fortune teller. He offers you another shot. @@.green;"This might help dull the pain,"@@ [[he says quietly.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Sails 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 8">><<AddBreath_Strong "whiskey">>You take the shot in one smooth motion, and although you cough from the burn its nothing compared to the burning in your asshole. @@.yellow;"Can I have another before I leave?"@@ There's no way on earth you could ride a bicycle right now. The old man grins and beckons you to follow him to the bartop. He pours you another shot, and [[you take it.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Sails 9"; $flag.tattoo += "1"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 9">><<AddBreath_Strong "whiskey">><<AddBreath_Strong "whiskey">><<AddFem 2>>You wake up and groan. Your head is pounding. The clubhouse is quiet. You look around and see that you're laying underneath a table. Men and women in various states of undress lay all around the room. Your ass throbs. And for some reason <<if $tracking.tattooloc.includes("1b")>>your lower back also stings.<<elseif $tracking.tattooloc.includes("1g")>>the spot where your stomach turns to groin also stings.<<elseif $tracking.tattooloc.includes("1s")>>your left ribs also sting.<</if>> You have vague memories of slamming more shots. Some with the old fortune teller. Some with Tiger. Even one with Lyle. At some point you must have blacked out, because you have no idea how you ended up underneath a table. You pick your way through the sleeping figures. You step outside, and walk right into a stranger. It's a woman, possibly in her late forties or early fifties. She has dark hair, and wears a tight black top and tight jeans despite her age. @@.p2;"Out of my way, wind-trap,"@@ she snaps, giving you a disgusted look. She walks past you and into the clubhouse, where you can hear her roaring at the sleeping figures. @@.p2;"What the hell is this? How lazy are you shits? Lyle, get your ass up!"@@ You wince, and [[thank your lucky stars|W4Sat][$control.location to "Home"]] that you're not still in there.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home">>You cross to your bike. You try to ride it, but you feel way too sore and end up walking most of the way home. Back at the cottage you leave the lights off, your eyes too sensitive to handle anything but darkness. A hot shower later and you're starting to feel a little more human. Stepping out of the shower, [[you turn the bathroom lights on.|W4Sat][$control.location to "Home 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home 2">>@@.yellow;"What the fuck,"@@ you gasp as you twist in front of the mirror, seeing your naked body. <<GetInked>> @@.yellow;"What the fuck,"@@ you sputter. I got a tattoo? And a girl one, at that? The humiliation never ends. You try not to cry. This is reversible, you tell yourself. Tattoos get removed all the time. You go to your bedroom and collapse onto the bed. You hide under the covers and [[go to sleep|W4Sun]], willing away the last twelve hours of your life.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Night ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Night">><<PillOptions "W4Sun" "night">><</daypassage>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>>[[Week start]] ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">><<if $route.lyle is true>>You wake up a few hours later. You're still sore and hurting, but the day feels easier to deal with. You get out of bed, moving gingerly.<<else>>You wake up, a little bummed that it's already Sunday. Where did the weekend go? Staying in bed won't stretch things out though, so you get up.<</if>> <<if $route.job eq "store" and $flag.activitysignup>>You have kickball practice today. [[Time to get dressed.|W4Sun][$control.location to "Kickball"]] <<elseif $route.job eq "res" and $flag.activitysignup>>Val is expecting you at the bookstore. [[You should get dressed|W4Sun][$control.location to "Live reading"]] and go meet her. <<else>>At least you have nothing to do today, except for a date with Call of Deity. [[You decide to get dressed|W4Sun][$control.location to "Video games"]] and then eat breakfast before logging in.<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kickball ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kickball">>What will you wear to practice? <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Kickball 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["exercise"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kickball 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kickball 2">>You get to practice early, determined to be better this time. You're not obscenely early this time, instead arriving right about when everyone else does. @@.chris;"Morning team,"@@ Chris greets the group. He looks like he's been hitting the gym lately; his arms are easily the size of your waist. Candice is next to him. @@.candice;"This is our last practice before the tournament next weekend. Let's try to focus and do our best."@@ @@.chris;"And win next week!"@@ Chris has a competitive glimmer in his eye. @@.candice;"And have fun,"@@ Candice corrects him. @@.chris;"Right, we'll have fun. By winning."@@ She gives him a dirty look. @@.chris;"If we win first place the prize is worth $200.00,"@@ he explains to the rest of you. @@.chris;"The shelter's central heating is broken. It's not a problem now, but if we don't have it fixed by winter we won't be able to let anyone inside. The prize money would go a long way."@@ @@.candice;"Well, I didn't want anyone to feel like there was pressure, but Chris is right."@@ [[Candice gives him another look.|W4Sun][$control.location to "Kickball 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kickball 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kickball 3">>Chris and Candice have everyone actually play positions this time. Chris is a monster; the guy is all over the place, sprinting from one end of the field to another, making diving catches, the whole shebang. Candice, meanwhile, has a cannon for a leg. Every time she kicks it's a home run. You are kind of shitty, comparetively. There's another girl who's about as bad as you are, but it's clear you're the worst of the bunch. When you kick the ball it doesn't go far. You still can't catch well. They end up sticking you deep left field. When practice ends you're feeling a bit bummed with yourself. Why am I so bad at this? If it were a video game you'd be killing it. <<if $flag.activityroute eq "Candice">>Candice seems to sense your frustrations. @@.candice;"Hey, $name,"@@ she says after most of the others have left, @@.candice;"want to grab a coffee and talk?"@@ You remember that she saw you bend over last week, and may have seen your dick. What if she wants to talk about that? On the other hand, she may just want to give you a pep talk. What will you do? [[Tell her no thanks.|W4Sun][$control.location to "Candice"; $flag.activityroute to ""]] [[Go talk with Candice. You could use some coffee.|W4Sun][$control.location to "Candice"]]<<elseif $flag.activityroute eq "Chris">><<AddFem 4>>Chris seems to sense your frustrations. @@.chris;"Hold up, $name."@@ He waits for the rest of the team to leave. @@.chris;"Is everything okay?"@@ You tell him that you feel useless and like you suck. He nods thoughtfully. @@.chris;"Let's practice a little more,"@@ he suggests. You nod and figure, why not? You spend another hour there. Chris slows the game down for you, focusing on your stance and center of gravity. You still struggle to catch the ball, and at one point he puts his hands on your hips and moves you around, demonstrating what you should be doing. His touch is warm, although your skin never makes contact with his. In the end, you feel like you're a little better. You thank him and then [[head home.|W4Sun][$control.location to "Home"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice">><<if $flag.activityroute eq "Candice">>Across the street from the park is a diner. You're disappointed that "latte" is nowhere on the menu. The coffee at the diner only comes in black. You pour in a lot of sugar and that helps. Candice drinks her coffee without putting anything in it. @@.candice;"You seemed kind of frustrated at practice. Is everything alright?"@@ You tell her how you feel useless and like you're not helping at all. @@.candice;"I understand. But please don't beat yourself up because you can't kick a ball as well as Chris or I can. We're really glad you're here."@@ @@.yellow;"You are?"@@ She nods. @@.candice;"Absolutely. We're really grateful. Without you we wouldn't have a complete team and we couldn't compete."@@ Her words make you slump over in self-pity. @@.yellow;"I'm just here because I have a pulse, then."@@ @@.candice;"A pulse and a vagina,"@@ she corrects you jokingly. Guess she didn't see my dick, then. That's one good thing. @@.candice;"If you want to help the homeless, $name, there's ways to do it other than kickball. If you're just unhappy because you aren't good at something, I'm afraid I can't help you."@@ [[She has a point.|W4Sun][$control.location to "Candice 2"]]<<else>>You make up an excuse about your curling iron still being on and then leave. Girls do that all the time, right? She definitely still thinks I'm a girl now. You get home, but there's nothing to do. Bored, you log into Call of Deity <<if $temp.switch2>>to see what the tournament thing was about<<else>>and see that there was a tournament earlier in the morning.<</if>> The competition had special rules: instead of pantheon versus pantheon, such as Greek gods against Norse gods, it was themed deities against other themes, like fire gods against harvest gods. The team that won was made up of liquor deities, which is kind of funny. @@.yellow;"Aw man, the winners got special skins and free swag? I wish I could have played."@@ Too bad you were busy today. You play a few matches until nightfall, then [[head to bed.|W4Sun][$control.location to "Night"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 2">><<AddFem 6>>@@.yellow;"You're right,"@@ you admit. @@.yellow;"I'm just feeling sorry for myself. Thanks for talking to me."@@ @@.candice;"No problem,"@@ she smiles, and you smile back. She's so pretty. Candice reaches a hand out and rests it on top of yours. A faint pink tinge comes to her cheeks. @@.candice;"Like I said, I'm really glad you're here."@@ The physical contact catches you by surprise. @@.yellow;"Oh, um, sure."@@ She quickly pulls her hand away. @@.candice;"Sorry, I must have misread some signs."@@ @@.yellow;"No, no, I'm sorry, I-"@@ I what? She likes you? But she just said she thinks you have a vagina. So she's a lesbian? Then how will she react to you being a boy? It would be really cruel to lead her on and fuck with her that way. @@.yellow;"I should go,"@@ you stammer with regret, embarrassment flooding your cheeks. For the first time in your life a girl actually likes you, and it's because she's a lesbian who thinks you're a girl, too. [[You flee before she can say anything.|W4Sun][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Live reading ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Live reading">>What will you wear to the bookstore? <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Live reading 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Live reading 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Live reading 2">>You head to the bookstore. Val is there, but no one else. @@.val;"Hi, $name."@@ You look around. @@.yellow;"Am I early?"@@ She shakes her head. @@.val;"Nah, I checked in with everyone else during the week. Sorry I still had you come down here, but since we're working together I wanted to meet in person."@@ @@.yellow;"No worries."@@ Val gets right down to business. @@.val;"So, did you come up with any ideas?"@@ You tell Val <<if $flag.activityroute eq "hope">>you should take L.L. Bernard through Hope Point's local history. @@.val;"Oh, that's kind of cool. We could hit up the museum, and maybe the monument to the one soldier from Hope's Point who died during the civil war."@@ You give her a confused look. @@.val;"He didn't really die in the war. He got run over by a wagon before he could leave town. But he was the only one who enlisted so they made a statue anyway."@@<<elseif $flag.activityroute eq "nothing">>that you should just let L.L. Bernard rest. She frowns. @@.val;"It seems a little lazy, no offense. But I've never traveled anywhere, so maybe being hands off is the best approach."@@ She shrugs. @@.val;"Let's try it. All that could happen is our hero hates us."@@ She laughs slightly crazily.<<elseif $flag.activityroute eq "lake">>about the idea to visit Lakehill. @@.val;"Lakehill is way nicer than Hope's Point, but won't it seem like we're embarrassed by our own town? I know a lot of people hate it here, but I don't feel that way."@@ She sighs. @@.val;"But this isn't about me. It's a good idea, $name. Thank you.@@<</if>> @@.val;I'll work on the details now that we know what to do. Thank you again, $name!"@@ With that out of the way, the conversation turns to Astoria fan theories, as it always does between [[you and Val.|W4Sun][$control.location to "Live reading 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Live reading 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Live reading 3">>You stay at the bookstore for hours. You and Val get to know each other better, and you find yourself really liking her. She's smart, sarcastic, a hard worker, and really cute. You just wish you knew her as Danny and not as $name. Once it gets late enough you say bye and [[head home.|W4Sun][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home">>You get to the cottage, <<if $flag.activityroute eq "Candice">>your self-pity back in full force. You decide to distract yourself, so<<else>>but there's nothing to do. Bored,<</if>> you log into Call of Deity <<if $temp.switch2>>to see what the tournament thing was about<<else>>and see that there was a tournament earlier in the morning.<</if>> The competition had special rules: instead of pantheon versus pantheon, such as Greek gods against Norse gods, it was themed deities against other themes, like fire gods against harvest gods. The team that won was made up of liquor deities, which is kind of funny. @@.yellow;"Aw man, the winners got special skins and free swag? I wish I could have played."@@ Too bad you were busy today. You play a few matches until nightfall, then [[head to bed.|W4Sun][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Video games ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Video games">>What will you wear? <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Video games 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "workout"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Video games 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Video games 2">>You sit down at your computer and log on to Call of Deity. The opening screen flashes a huge message about "TODAY"S EXCITING TOURNAMENT." A timer tells you that in twenty minutes registration will start, and you'll have an hour after that until the tournament begins. Instead of hopping into a game you decide to wait the twenty minutes for registration. You browse Peddit until an alert pings. "Dear players, for the duration of today's tournament only, the composition of teams will change. Instead of teams based on a particular pantheon, all teams will have themes that will pull from multiple pantheons. Enjoy!" You aren't sure what means, but you register anyway, making a profile for the competition. You enter your name, email address, and phone number. The final step asks to take a picture of your face to attach to the profile. You hesitate, but figure it doesn't matter. You aren't wearing makeup, so nobody will mistake you for a girl. You move on to the next step: picking what theme you want to participate in. Maybe once you pick the whole theme thing will make sense. There's a bunch listed, but a few stand out to you: [[Lightning.|W4Sun][$control.location to "Video games 3"; $temp.number1 to 1]] [[Sun.|W4Sun][$control.location to "Video games 3"; $temp.number1 to 2]] [[Combat.|W4Sun][$control.location to "Video games 3"; $temp.number1 to 3]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Video games 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Video games 3">><<if $temp.number1 eq 1>>After picking the "lightning" option you're taken to a screen where every lightning-themed deity the game has is listed. Your eyes widen. I get it now. Instead of a team compromised of all Greek gods, for example, your team will be only gods who control lightning.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>>After picking the "sun" option you're taken to a screen where every sun-themed deity the game has is listed. Your eyes widen. I get it now. Instead of a team compromised of all Greek gods, for example, your team will be all sun gods.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 3>>After picking the "combat" option you're taken to a screen where every close-combat-themed deity the game has is listed. Your eyes widen. I get it now. Instead of a team compromised of all Greek gods, for example, your team will be only gods who specialize in close combat fighting.<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>> The dynamics and strategies are going to be completely different with this sort of match. You're actually feeling really excited to play now. <<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $temp.number1 eq 1>>A team like this can do a lot of damage, but there's no support gods in the lightning class. The "lightning" team you've been assigned to is filling up quickly, so you decide to lock in a character before all of the best ones are taken. You love playing as Thor, but someone with a prepubescent voice grabs him first, and then declares that he's going to "pwn everyone." You choose Zeus and then<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>>A team like this could do quite well, with no glaring weaknesses. The "sun" team you've been assigned to is filling up quickly, so you decide to lock in a character before all of the best ones are taken. You're pretty solid as a Horus, but sure enough someone else grabs him first. You choose Apollo, and<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 3>>You're a little worried, however, because a team like this will certainly have some big weaknesses, but if you get ahead you'll be impossible to stop. The "combat" team you've been assigned to is filling up quickly, so you decide to lock in a character before all of the best ones are taken. You play a mean Hercules, but someone with a prepubescent voice grabs him first. No surprise, he's pretty popular. You try to grab Heracles, who is really just a re-skinned Herc, but he too gets taken. You choose Tyr, who is very under-rated, and<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>> wait for the rest of the team to make their selections. There's lots of excited conversation from your teammates, speculating about how the group dynamic will be so different with a new type of composition.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $temp.number1 eq 1>> You're a little concerned because most of your teammates are intent on dishing out damage and expecting everyone else to back them up.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 3>> You're a little concerned because most of your teammates sound really young and clearly don't know a lot about strategy.<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>> The registration window is sixty minutes long, so it's a bit boring waiting for the rest of the time to elapse. You wait impatiently, eager for the match to start. You finally hear the alert that [[the first match will begin shortly.|W4Sun][$control.location to "Video games 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Video games 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Video games 4">><<if $temp.number1 eq 1>>The first match is a slaughter. Your lightning gods square off against ocean gods, and they never had a chance. You personally harass a Father Thames so badly he rage quits. Your team wins easily. [[On to match two!|W4Sun][$control.location to "Video games 5"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>>The first match goes kind of rough, but your team manages to eke out the win. The other team, comprised of hunter deities, is totally out of sync, which gives your group time to work out a strategy. The Horus player ends up directing everyone, and he does a decent job of it. [[On to match two!|W4Sun][$control.location to "Video games 5"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 3>>The first match is a mess from the beginning. The other team, comprised of underworld deities, has no problems running circles around your close combat characters. Hercules and Heracles each die over twenty times, and you're pissed at how quickly things get out of hands. Sure, it was a mismatch to have fighters against the lords of the hell, but feeding is no excuse. [[You lose.|W4Sun][$control.location to "Defeat"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Video games 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Video games 5">><<if $temp.number1 eq 1>>This round does not go so well. You face underworld deities, and Hel herself kills Thor early on for a massive power boost. You try to rally your teammates around you, but everybody wants to be a glass-cannon and nobody wants to work together. In the end, your team is crushed. [[You lose.|W4Sun][$control.location to "Defeat"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>>The next match is a lot smoother. Horus has found his rhythm and his strategy works quite well. It helps that you're up against underworld deities, so your team has a natural advantage, being gods of the sun against rulers of hell. You have your hands full with a very skilled Morrigan player, but as you keep shouting out loud, @@.yellow;"Darkness cannot stop the light!"@@ Your team positively crushes the other team. [[On to the final match!|W4Sun][$control.location to "Video games 6"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Video games 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Video games 6">>The final match has your sun deities against... liquor gods? You're kind of shocked. Bacchus and the like are great support characters, but a whole team of them shouldn't be much trouble. Wow, are you wrong. The people behind Bacchus, Dionysus, Aegir, and Shinto are all very skilled players. Exploding bottles of mead are everywhere. Every time Horus tries to plot a counter move he ends up drunk and unable to see anything because of restricted vision. Your Ekhi teammate doesn't get out of the way quickly enough and "blacks out" from over-comsumption, which is basically like being dead for five entire minutes. However, @@.yellow;"Nothing stops the light!"@@ Apollo can remove status ailments, and you ride around on Helios' chariot, flying all over the map to heal your teammates. Your team slowly starts to come out ahead. You have to admit the liquor players are better, but they're limited by the class of their gods. In the end, [[you win!|W4Sun][$control.location to "Victory"; $flag.codvictory to true]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Defeat ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Defeat">>You watch the rest of the competition take place. If nothing else it's kind of fun to see the unique team layout, although you're irked you aren't still playing. The underworld deities make it to the final round, but they get trounced by a team of liquor gods. At least the guys I lost to didn't win it all. The tournament took the entire day to finish, and it's pretty late now. [[You head to bed.|W4Sun][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Victory ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Victory">>You unlock a sick new Apollo skin to commemorate the victory. You're also told to expect a package delivered next week with some swag. Even though the matches seemed to go by quickly, it actually took all day, especially because you had to wait between rounds. It's pretty late, so [[you head to bed.|W4Sun][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Night ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Night">>You do your bedtime routine. <<PillOptions "Week start" "night">><</daypassage>>

Please decide here if you want to see 3D renders in the game. There are only a few images in the game right now, but more will be added over time. The pictures will be displayed. <<link "Change this">><<if $control.pictures>><<set $control.pictures to false>><<replace #pictures>><<print "The pictures will not be displayed.">><</replace>> <<else>><<set $control.pictures to true>><<replace #pictures>><<print "The pictures will be displayed.">><</replace>><</if>><</link>> Please also decide here if you want to see content warnings before scenes that warrant them. There aren't many warnings but some people feel that they break the immersion. Sexual content warnings will be shown. <<link "Change this">><<if $control.warningssexual>><<set $control.warningssexual to false>><<replace #warningssexual>><<print "Sexual content warnings will not be shown.">><</replace>><<else>><<set $control.warningssexual to true>><<replace #warningssexual>><<print "Sexual content warnings will be shown.">><</replace>><</if>><</link>> \ Nonsexual content warnings will be shown. <<link "Change this">><<if $control.warningscontent>><<set $control.warningscontent to false>><<replace #warningscontent>><<print "Nonsexual content warnings will not be shown.">><</replace>><<else>><<set $control.warningscontent to true>><<replace #warningscontent>><<print "Nonsexual content warnings will be shown.">><</replace>><</if>><</link>> \ Narrative warnings will be shown. <<link "Change this">><<if $control.warningsnarrative>><<set $control.warningsnarrative to false>><<replace #warningsnarrative>><<print "Narrative warnings will not be shown.">><</replace>><<else>><<set $control.warningsnarrative to true>><<replace #warningsnarrative>><<print "Narrative warnings will be shown.">><</replace>><</if>><</link>> [[Continue to intro|Intro]] [[Go to the save password menu|Password screen]]

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>>[[W5T]] ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">>You wake up and rub the sleep out of your eyes. You putter around the kitchen for a bit, eating breakfast and catching up on breaking news. According to Peddit, researchers have found a gene in mice that they're excited about. "In just two short decades we will be able to completely eradicate eyebrow hair loss." Thank goodness, that's been a hot issue lately. Enough dallying, it's time to get dressed. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<routes>> ║ │ <<job "store">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work store">> ║ │ <<job "res">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work res">> ║ │ <</routes>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>After stepping out of the eWardrobe you check your appearance. Everything looks to be in order, so you [[leave for work.|W5M][$control.location to _passagelink]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store">><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">><<AddFem 4>>Justine has a latte and a smile ready for you when you get to work. @@.justine;"Thank you again for making sure I got home safely."@@ She hands you your coffee and takes a sip of her own. @@.yellow;"No problem,"@@ you tell her. You and Justine had texted some over the weekend, so you knew Marty had safely delivered her to her front door. @@.yellow;"You're just lucky I didn't take advantage of you while you were passed out,"@@ you tease her. If a guy said that it'd be creepy. Girls get away with a lot. @@.justine;"Don't even joke,"@@ she groans, @@.justine;"I'm so horny right now."@@ She looks out the coffeestand's window. @@.justine;'If I don't get some dick soon I'm going to be fucking Frank in the bathroom."@@ She laughs at your expression. @@.purpe;"Okay, probably not."@@ @@.yellow;"What happened to Tiger,"@@ you try to keep the jealousy and hope out of your voice. Maybe they're over? She waves her hand dismissively. @@.justine;"Some gang thing two counties over. He's been gone since Sunday. I swear,"@@ she pouts, @@.justine;"the only thing that makes him run faster than pussy is Lyle calling."@@ She looks back at you. @@.justine;"Anyway, how much fun did you have Friday night? We should go out again."@@ You don't want to encourage her, but you don't want to hurt her feelings, either. Will you [[tell Justine that you had fun|W5M][$control.location to "Work store 2"; $temp.switch1 to true]], or will you [[tell Justine it wasn't your type of thing|W5M][$control.location to "Work store 2"; $temp.switch1 to false]]?<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 2">><<if $temp.switch1>><<AddFem 4>>@@.yellow;"It was kind of fun,"@@ you admit. You'd always wanted to go to a nightclub. Granted, you'd assumed it would be as a guy. @@.justine;"I knew it. You got pretty into our kiss,"@@ she teases. @@.yellow;"I was just playing along, for your sake."@@ @@.justine;"Uh-huh, sure."@@ Justine giggles. @@.justine;"Where should I take you next?"@@ She pauses to sip her coffee, and you do the same. @@.justine;"Or maybe you should take me out. Yeah! Let's do something on Thursday, and you can choose what."@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.yellow;"I don't know if it was my type of scene,"@@ you admit. There was a time where you would have been really eager to go to a nightclub. But in your head you were a guy, not a girl to be ogled. @@.justine;"Really? You didn't seem to mind our kiss,"@@ she teases. @@.justine;"I think we should go out every week!"@@ Justine laughs at your fearful expression. @@.justine;"Relax, I'm kidding. Mostly."@@ She pauses to sip her coffee, and you do the same. @@.justine;"Fine. Let's do something on Thursday, and this time I'll let you choose what."@@<</if>> @@.yellow;"Okay,"@@ you enthusiastically agree. Maybe you could get Justine to listen to an Astoria audiobook, or you two could play Call of Deity together - @@.justine;"But if it sucks,"@@ she pulls you out of a daydream where the loser of every Call of Deity match has to strip off an article of clothing. @@.justine;"If it sucks,"@@ she repeats, @@.justine;"you don't get to complain about the next thing we do."@@ @@.yellow;"Deal,"@@ you tell her. She has no idea how much fun the audiobook is. [[You got this.|W5M][$control.location to "Work store 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 3">>@@.yellow;"Are you sure you want to hang out on Thursday and not the weekend?"@@ Nights with Justine seem to go late, and you'd rather not show up to work Friday morning with only a few hours of sleep. @@.justine;"I have plans with Tiger on Friday and Saturday. Unless Lyle needs him."@@ She pouts. @@.justine;"And on Sunday I have to go the job fair. I'm one of Harry's Helpers."@@ She rolls her eyes. @@.yellow;"Job fair?"@@ Your interest is piqued. This might be a great way to find a new gig as Danny! @@.justine;"Mhm."@@ She nods. @@.justine;"They do it every year. It's kind of fun, though. It's more like Oktoberfest than anything else. Every business in town sends two or three people to help out. Harry pays for the work, so I'm not complaining."@@ Maybe I'll have to swing by. Justine in lederhosen is a fantastic image. @@.yellow;"What about Friday or Saturday,"@@ [[you ask her.|W5M][$control.location to "Work store 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 4">>@@.justine;"Tiger invited me to some stupid book thingy this Friday night. Then on Saturday there's a kickball tournament he's in."@@ @@.yellow;"Tiger is on a team?@@ <<if $flag.activitysignup>>@@.yellow;I am too."@@ She lights up. @@.justine;"No way! We'll have to hang out there when you aren't playing."@@<<else>>@@.yellow;I got asked to join one, but I said no."@@ She nods. @@.justine;"Wait, will you come cheer him on with me? It's going to be so boring if you don't come."@@<</if>> You nod in agreement. @@.yellow;"Sure."@@ She squeals with delight and hugs you. <<if $route.lyle>>@@.justine;"Thanks! By the way,"@@ her expression turns sassy, @@.justine;"I heard you had some fun over the weekend."@@ [[Her brows rise suggestively.|W5M][$control.location to "Work store 5"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.justine;"Thanks! Alright, I gotta get things ready for the morning rush. Talk soon. Muah!"@@ She air kisses your cheek, and [[you leave to get to work.|W5M][$control.location to "Work store 6"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 5">><<AddFem 4>>Your face flushes red. Is she talking about Lyle? As if on cue, your body aches where the new tattoo is. @@.yellow;"What do you mean,"@@ you stammer. @@.justine;"I heard you and Lyle had some fun the other day."@@ She playfully slaps your arm. @@.justine;"You should have texted me!"@@ Embarrassment and shame make your face go beet red. @@.yellow;"I should go get to work,"@@ you desperately hope you'll be able to get out the coffeestand before Justine says anything else. @@.justine;"Okay! I gotta get things ready for the morning rush, anyway. I'll text you. Muah!"@@ She air kisses your cheek, but then stops you from going. @@.justine;"Hope your first time was good,"@@ she grins. You rush out of the stand and [[get to work.|W5M][$control.location to "Work store 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 6">><<AddFem 2>>Work is mostly dead. Justine sends you salacious texts, but that's nothing new. You're so bored with the tedium that when some customers walk in you feel grateful toward them. @@.yellow;"Good morning,"@@ you greet one member of the group as he approaches you. He's a stocky teen, with tiny wisps of facial hair above his upper lip. He has a natural confidence you've never been able to replicate. The other three people - one guy and two girls - wander over to the snack aisle. All of them have designer clothes, and you can see a spotless car parked outside. @@.blue;"Hey,"@@ the stocky guy greets you. He leans down on the counter next to the register and chuckles with embarrassment. @@.blue;"Sorry, I was going to ask something, but then I saw you and I just forgot everything."@@ You hear laughter from the snack aisle, but Mr. Stocky distracts you. @@.blue;"What's your name, beautiful? Are all girls in this town so pretty?"@@ He's clealy flirting with you, but it is your job to engage with customers. Do you talk to him, and possibly risk encouraging more flirty behavior? Or should you get some distance and go check on the other customers as an excuse? [[Talk to him.|W5M][$control.location to "Work store 7"; $temp.switch1 to true]] [[Go check on the others.|W5M][$control.location to "Work store 7"; $temp.switch1 to false]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 7">><<if $temp.switch1>><<AddFem 4>>@@.yellow;"I'm $name,"@@ you answer politely. It's on my nametag, you think with an eyeroll. @@.blue;"Hi $name, I'm Donny."@@ Donny smiles at you beatifically. @@.yellow;"Hi Donny."@@ You feel awkward, so you gesture to the discount rack next to you. @@.yellow;"We have deals on sunglasses if you're interested."@@ He laughs very loudly. @@.blue;"Wow, $name. You're hilarious. Has anyone ever told you that?"@@ I am? @@.yellow;"I am pretty punny."@@ He snorts and then bursts into a hearty chuckle at your great joke. I guess I am hilarious. Donny shakes his head. @@.blue;"Beauty and a sense of humor? Where have you been all my life?"@@ Behind him his friends leave the snack aisle and begin examining the cold drinks. @@.yellow;"Working at a convenience store?"@@ @@.blue;"Must be. Tell me, do you ever come over to Lakehill? Will I see you again?"@@ [[He stares at you earnestly.|W5M][$control.location to "Work store 8"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 2>>@@.yellow;"My name is $name,"@@ you tap your nametag and then move down the counter to bring the guy's friends into your field of vision. The stocky guy slides down the counter with you, staying in front of you. @@.blue;"What a pretty name,"@@ he gazes at you intensely. @@.blue;"Where have you been all my life?"@@ @@.yellow;"Well,"@@ you reply as you come around from behind the counter, @@.yellow;"I was behind the counter,"@@ you maneuver around him, @@.yellow;"but now I'm not."@@ You need space from him, so you go to check on his friends. He quickly follows you. @@.blue;"Wow, you're hilarious. Has anyone ever told you that?"@@ He chuckles. You ignore him and focus on his friends. @@.yellow;"Do you guys need help with -"@@ You're just in time to see one of the girls stuffing a bag of chips in to her purse. @@.yellow;"What the hell?"@@ @@.pink;"The bitch caught us. Run!"@@ The girl bolts for the door and [[the others follow her.|W5M][$control.location to "Work store 8"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 8">><<if $temp.switch1>><<AddFem 4>>@@.yellow;"I don't get out much."@@ You were in Lakehill just a few nights earlier, but Donny doesn't need to know that. He's fun to talk to, but I don't need another guy trying to date me. @@.blue;"That is devestating to hear,"@@ he says mournfully. @@.blue;"It sounds like I won't run into you again unless I come back here."@@ @@.pink;"Yo, D!"@@ One of the girls Donny came in with calls out to him. Donny's friends head toward the exit. @@.pink;"Let's go!"@@ Donny gives you an apologetic smile. @@.blue;"It was great talking to you, $name."@@ He leaves with them. Why does every guy have to flirt with me? I miss when social interactions were friendly and not sexual. Still, at least Donny was nice about it. The rest of your shift goes by smoothly and then you<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.hillary;"Don't worry, $name,"@@ Hillary kindly tells you several hours later. @@.hillary;"We got 'em on camera, and thanks to your quick thinkin' they only got a little."@@ @@.yellow;"I can't believe they were stealing."@@ Hillary shrugs. @@.hillary;"Sometimes people have money but they want more. Or they want things, but they don't wanna pay for those things. I wouldn't dwell on it. You did good, $name."@@ Your shift is about over at that point, so you give it a few more minutes and then<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>> [[you leave for home.|W5M][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res">><<CheckKiss "Arthur">><<if _isonlist>><<AddFem 4>>Arthur practically ambushes you when you walk into the restaurant. @@.arthur;"$name,"@@ he says eagerly. @@.arthur;"Hey."@@ He looks at you happily and you can practically see him replaying the kiss in his head. @@.yellow;"Hey."@@ You don't know what else to say. You and a coworker kissed, and now it's super weird. Not to mention he thinks I'm a girl. That little detail makes things pretty messy, too. @@.arthur;"Can you give me a minute after work? I think we should talk."@@ He seems slightly regretful. @@.arthur;"What I did wasn't professional and - well, I'll just talk to you later, if that's okay?"@@ @@.yellow;"Sure!"@@ Relief floods you. Arthur is a nice guy, he isn't going to let things be weird. You'll talk through it, then you'll both laugh it off and move on. You're glad; Arthur is a good friend an you wouldn't want your relationship with him to suffer. Work is quiet, and when your shift ends you clock out, but then [[wait to talk with Arthur.|W5M][$control.location to "Arthur"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Work is quiet, other than Arthur looking a bit moody. You're on dish duty all day, which sucks, but at least you don't have to interact with people. When your shift ends [[you head home.|W5M][$control.location to "Home"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur">>You wait nervously outside of the restaurant, pacing a tight circle in the pavement. Maybe I should just leave. Arthur can apologize to you in a text. Yeah, that'd be for the best. You turn to get your bike and nearly collide with Arthur. @@.jake;"Woah there."@@ He catches you at the last possible moment. @@.jake;"You okay?"@@ @@.yellow;"Yeah,"@@ you pull back and awkwardly clear your throat. @@.yellow;"So, let's talk."@@ You figure you may as well address the elephant in the room. @@.jake;"Sure. Here, do you want me to give you a ride home, we can talk on the way?"@@ You hesitate. There's no reason to say no, really. Arthur is a nice guy. And it would be nice to skip the bike ride. <<if $fem gte 300>>I can trust Arthur.<<else>>But there's no reason you can't talk here, either.<</if>> [[Let him give you a lift home.|W5M][$control.location to "Arthur 2"; $temp.number1 to 1]]<<if $fem lt 300>> [[Talk in the restaurant parking lot.|W5M][$control.location to "Arthur 3"; $temp.number1 to 3]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 2">>@@.yellow;"Sure,"@@ you say gratefully. Arthur loads your bike into the back of his truck. He doesn't speak until after the truck is in motion. @@.arthur;"Have you thought any more about what you’ll do when the summer ends?"@@ He’s avoiding the real reason you two met to talk, but you can appreciate that it’s incredibly awkward. Maybe he needs to make small talk and work his way there. You and Arthur had shared enough lunch breaks together that the subject of your school aspiration had come up and been discussed. You’d seen no reason to lie or make up a fake history. @@.yellow;"Not really,"@@ you admit. @@.yellow;"I like it here, but I don’t know if my future is in Hope’s Point."@@ He sighs. @@.arthur;"Guess I can’t fault you for that, sometimes I feel the same way."@@ You don’t know about Arthur, but your mind drifts to what you’ll do when the summer ends. Steady work and few bills have allowed you to save up a decent amount. Nothing crazy, but if you can keep it up you might have enough that going to your dream school could be a real possibility. Your savings won’t cover tuition, but it could handle early expenses, enough until student loans come in. Arthur pulls up to the cottage. With a start you realize you spent the entire drive day-dreaming. You shift uncomfortably in your seat. You and Arthur still need to talk. [[Invite him inside to talk.|W5M][$control.location to "Arthur 3"]] [[Talk to him in the car.|W5M][$control.location to "Arthur 3"; $temp.number1 to 2]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 3">><<if $temp.number1 eq 1>>Arthur accepts your invitation to have the big talk from the cottage’s couch. Inside you offer him water, but he declines. He seems pretty nervous. @@.yellow;"What did you want to talk about?"@@ He clears his throat and looks at you. @@.arthur;"When I kissed you the other day, it was inappropriate. Because it was at work, not because I didn’t want to do it."@@ He breaks eye contact, fidgets for a moment, then looks at you again. @@.arthur;"I did want to do it, just not at work. So, would you like to go out sometime?"@@<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>>@@.yellow;"What did you want to talk about?"@@ He takes a deep breath. @@.arthur;"About the other day, I, I allowed my personal feelings to affect our workplace. I apologize for being inappropriate."@@ He exhales and then looks you in the eye. @@.arthur;"I would definitely like kiss you again, but not at work. Would you like to go out sometime?"@@<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 3>><<AddFem 2>>@@.yellow;"I don't mind riding on my bike,"@@ you tell him. @@.arthur;"Okay,"@@ he shrugs. @@.arthur;"So listen, the other day I let my personal feelings get in the way at work, and I'm sorry for that."@@ He takes a deep breath. @@.arthur;"I would definitely like to spend more time with you, so would you want to hang out together outside of work?"@@<</if>> He looks at you expectantly, but you don't really know what to say. I thought he was going to apologize and say it was all a mistake. <<if $fem gte 320>>It is a little surreal having yet another guy interested in you. I was never this popular as a dude, you think wistfully.<<else>>For fuck’s sakes, why can’t you have any male friends here? It’s not even that every guy here likes me, it’s that they can’t take a damn hint.<</if>> Arthur <<if $temp.number1 eq 1>>fidgets again<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>>clears his throat<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 3>>shifts on his feet<</if>>, clearly impatient for your response but trying not to pressure you. @@.yellow;"I…"@@ you trail off, no idea what to say. <<if $fem gte 320>>You don’t want to hurt his feelings, and it wouldn’t be wise to alienate someone you have to work with. <<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $temp.number1 eq 1 or $temp.number1 eq 2>><<AddFem 6>>But you'd be giving him the clear signal that you like him. However, it could be a good idea. Arthur could keep guys like Kurt away from you. Plus, Arthur seems like a respectful guy, he probably wouldn't rush you physically. You could probably be his girlfriend and still make it the whole summer without doing anything sexual. You've already kissed a dude, so it's not like doing that a few times wouldn't be worth the sacrifice. It would be a little manipulative, you think guiltily. Or are you being crazy? Before this summer I never would have considered any of this. [[Agree to go on a date with Arthur.|W5M][$control.location to "Arthur 4"; $route.arthur to true]] [[Gently reject him.|W5M][$control.location to "Rejection"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 3>>Maybe you could agree to hang out with him, but only as friends? And just be really nice about it? On the other hand, a firmer approach might be necessary. Perhaps you should make it clear that you don't see him that way. [[Tell him you’d like to hang out, but as friends.|W5M][$control.location to "Friendship"]] [[Tell him you don’t see a future with him. At all.|W5M][$control.location to "Rejection"]]<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>><<if $temp.number1 eq 1 or $temp.number1 eq 2>><<AddFem 4>>Why does this keep happening, you mentally groan. [[Better reject him gently.|W5M][$control.location to "Rejection"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 3>>You hadn’t considered that Arthur would be trying to ask you out. You should gently communicate that you aren’t interested. [[Reject him.|W5M][$control.location to "Rejection"]]<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 4">>@@.yellow;"Okay,"@@ you say. He lights up. @@.arthur;"Great!"@@ @@.yellow;"But we take things slowly,"@@ you quickly interject. He smiles and nods. @@.arthur;"Deal."@@ He leans in to kiss you. You hold out a hand to stop him, then extend your other one. He looks at is, shrugs, and shakes your hand. <<if $temp.number1 eq 1>><<AddFem 6>>You look around. Uncomfortable in the silence left behind by your handshake, you blurt out, @@.yellow;"Want to watch a movie?"@@ @@.arthur;"Sure,"@@ Arthur says easily. @@.yellow;"Is it okay if it's on my laptop?"@@ @@.arthur;"Of course."@@ He beams and stretches an arm out along the top of the couch. [[You put on the first movie you find.|W5M][$control.location to "Arthur 5"]] It's Ninjas of the Amazon, a fun action movie with a charming cast that successfully spawned a franchise.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>><<AddFem 4>>You finish saying goodbye and then you leave the truck. [[You walk through the cottage's door|W5M][$control.location to "Home"]], wondering if you made the right choice. We'll see.<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 5">><<AddFem 2>>You yawn and shift in place. It's dark, and you don't have much room. What happened? The last thing you remember was Shinobi Jaku Supporu tricking the leader of the vampire ninjas into a temporary alliance. You've seen the movie a thousand times. You'd been feeling bored and sleepy and - Your eyes widen. You'd fallen asleep! Then this means, you concentrate on your immediate environment, Arthur! You sit up, but Arthur is nowhere to be seen. All the couch pillows had been propped behind you, which is why you felt like you'd had no room. You vaguely recall waking up on his shoulder, him pausing the movie and getting a blanket to cover you with, before leaving. As sleepiness fades the memories get stronger. [[You stumble into the bedroom and then bed.|W5M][$control.location to "Home"]] You're relieved Arthur was a gentleman and didn't try to take advantage of you while you slept. You'll have to thank him later.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Friendship ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Friendship">>@@.yellow;"I like the idea of being friends,"@@ you tell him. @@.arthur;"And you’re right, I think it would be inappropriate for us to do anything. We’re coworkers."@@ He gives you another moment, but when you don’t say more he speaks. @@.arthur;"I see."@@ @@.yellow;"I like you as a friend,"@@ you quickly blurt out. The awkwardness gets to you and before you know it you find yourself rambling. I don’t want to hurt his feelings, but I need him to understand! @@.yellow;"I think it would be a mistake to go date, we work together and we haven’t known each other very long, and we don’t really know each other that well, I mean, trust me, there’s a lot you don't know about me and I don’t even know how much longer I’ll be here and I just don’t want things to be weird."@@ You pause to take a deep breath before continuing, but he interrupts you. @@.arthur;"Hey, it’s okay. I get it."@@ His voice is very quiet. @@.arthur;"It's alright."@@ Surprised, you blink at him. @@.yellow;"It is?"@@ He nods. @@.arthur;"Yeah."@@ He clears his throat. @@.arthur;"I'm going to head home, it was a long shift."@@ You nod. @@.yellow;"Okay."@@ You say goodbye to Arthur and [[head to the cottage|W5M][$control.location to "Home"]], glad that you successfully navigated such a tricky situation.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Rejection ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Rejection">>@@.yellow;"I’m sorry Arthur,"@@ you begin. His expression falls instantly<<if $temp.number1 eq 3>>, but you barrel ahead<</if>>. @@.yellow;"I think we can be friends, but only friends. If you want to hang out as friends then that sounds great. But otherwise, I don’t think it’s a good idea."@@ You wait for him to say something. He sadly nods his acceptance. @@.arthur;"I understand. @@<<if $temp.number1 eq 1>>@@.arthur;I uh, I should get going. See you at work."@@ [[Arthur leaves you alone,|W5M][$control.location to "Home"]] except for the sad feeling in the bottom of your stomach.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.arthur;Sorry to bother you, $name."@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $temp.number1 eq 2>> You slowly open the passenger side door and get out. Arthur gets out, too, and assists you in unloading your bike. Even when he's hurt he stills tries to be nice. You hope he will remain your friend. Arthur leaves and [[you enter the cottage,|W5M][$control.location to "Home"]] feeling inexplicably sad yourself.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 3>>He turns to leave. You let him go. [[The bike ride to the cottage is long|W5M][$control.location to "Home"]] and you can’t shake this feeling of disappointment that follows you home.<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home">><<if $route.arthur and $temp.number1>>You sit down and consider the pill bottle.<<else>>You put on Misplaced as background noise to distract you form your day. It's a decade old drama about people whose boat crash onto a previously undiscovered continent. You make dinner and relax while you watch Mack try to keep everyone safe from the mysterious "Not Us," the continent's natives. It's a sufficient distraction until bed time.<</if>> <<PillOptions "W5T" "night">><</daypassage>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>>[[W5W]] ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">>It's hard to wake up, but you manage. You had this strange dream last night and you can't shake the after effects of it. In your dream you were back in high school. The school play was Romeo and Juliet with you <<if $fem gte 320>><<AddFem 4>>playing Juliet. For some reason you didn’t argue the casting, though you remember having mixed feelings about it. You were rehearsing with Romeo, who was some sort of tall, muscular man. You can’t recall his face, but the girl who played the nurse kept whispering to you about how hot Romeo was. The big kiss scene came. Fortunately, you woke up right as Romeo leaned in.<<elseif $fem gte 250>><<AddFem 2>>playing Juliet. You tried to argue with the director, mostly because there were girls who actually auditioned to be Juliet and you didn’t want to be a female character. But the director insisted you were the best for the part. They couldn’t find anyone to play as Romeo, so eventually they made the entire cast female and announced the show as an "all woman play." At least you would be kissing a girl and not a guy! Unfortunately, however, you woke up right as girl-Romeo leaned in for the big scene.<<else>>as an extra. The director kept asking you to play as Juliet, but you reminded her every time that you were a boy. Eventually the director gave up on asking you. The play had to be cancelled because they couldn’t find anyone good to be Juliet, but oh well.<</if>> Just a weird dream, you tell yourself as you yawn. <<if $fem gte 324 or $fem lt 250>>You inexplicably have a boner, but dicks react to weird things, so you just ignore it<<else>>You have a boner, probably from almost kissing a hot girl<</if>>. You decide to get dressed and go about your day. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<routes>> ║ │ <<job "store">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work store">> ║ │ <<job "res">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work res">> ║ │ <</routes>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>You do a quick once over in the mirror to make sure everything turned out alright. Then it's [[off to work.|W5T][$control.location to _passagelink]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store">><<if $temp.switch1>><<AddFem 4>>Hillary is already at the store when you get there. You head inside, somewhat curious. Why is she here so early?? @@.hillary;"Morning, $name."@@ She closes the register and gazes at you thoughtfully. @@.hillary;"Let’s go have a chat."@@ She walks around the countertop and leads you to her office. Anxiety floods you. Why does she want to talk to you? Did you do something wrong? Are you in trouble? Did she somehow find out your secret? Your heart pounds in your ears as you take a seat in the office. Hillary sits down across from you. @@.hillary;"You’re not in trouble, $name."@@ Relieved, you exhale a breath you hadn't even known you were holding. She turns on her computer monitors and beckons you to come closer. You lean in and watch. It’s footage from the convenience store’s interior cameras. On the screen you see yourself talking to the teenage customers from yesterday. As you chat with Donny his friends casually cram drinks and snacks into their bags or pockets. Guilt floods you. I thought he was hitting on me, but he was just manipulating me. [[That somehow makes it even worse.|W5T][$control.location to "Work store 2"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">>It’s more or less a quiet day at work. Justine and you text back and forth, mostly about which male celebrity she’d most want to be the trophy wife of. It's not a conversation you like participating in. At the end of the day [[you head home.|W5T][$control.location to "Quiche"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 2">>@@.hillary;"It’s okay, $name."@@ Hillary says reassuringly. @@.hillary;"I once had someone steal three hot dogs and a piñata while I filled their car up with gas."@@ You chuckle, but don't really feel any better. @@.hillary;"I didn't show you this to make you feel bad. Next time someone tries this, you’ll be more prepared."@@ You nod slowly, still upset with yourself. @@.yellow;"Thanks, Hillary."@@ @@.hillary;"Of course,"@@ she says kindly. <<if $fem gte 330>><<AddFem 4>>@@.hillary;"A pretty girl like you is always going to be chased by boys, but sometimes those boys will use you, honey."@@<<else>><<AddFem 4>>@@.hillary;"A cute girl like you is going to eventually find a sweet boy, and sometimes a boy might seem sweet, but sometimes he’ll use you. I know you’ll make the smart choice next time, honey."@@<</if>> Cheeks burning, you nod your understanding and [[leave the office.|W5T][$control.location to "Work store 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 3">><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">><<AddFem 2>>The rest of your shift is more or less quiet. You tell Justine all about the theft and how you thought this guy was hitting on you. She comforts you, telling you that you’re the victim and they're the ones who should feel guilty. It does make you feel a little better. She follows it up with some emojis and a video clip of a puppy snoring. At the end of the day [[you head home.|W5T][$control.location to "Quiche"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Quiche ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Quiche">>You ride back to the cottage by your usual route. As you pass by the park you see a foodtruck near the entrance. It’s beige, with a figure of a small boy jumping over a candle as its logo. In large letters above it says, JACK BE QUICHE with smaller signs listing the various quiches available for purchase. A growl from your stomach reminds you that you skipped lunch today. Will you stop for food? It would cost some cash, and you’ve been pretty good about saving up until now. But maybe you’ve earned a small chance to treat yourself. [[Stop for food.|W5T][$control.location to "Quiche 2"]] [[Keep going. You’ll have dinner at the cottage.|W5T][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Quiche 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Quiche 2">>There are no customers in sight. You ride up to the food truck and examine the menu. There are options like mushroom, sausage, and cheese. A chalkboard sign declares that the quiche of the day is, "Salmon Your Love" with a filling of salmon and lovage herbs. @@.hotpink;"Is that a customer?"@@ A dark-haired young girl pokes her head out o the food truck’s window and gazes at you hopefully. She has pale skin, and looks like she's in early high school. @@.yellow;"Um,"@@ you aren’t sure what to say. You can see why this place is deserted. Did someone really think that a quiche food truck would do well in Hope’s Point? The town isn’t regressive by any means, but it isn’t full of hipsters in their late twenties either. She leans forward and huffs, blowing a lock of hair up from her face. @@.hotpink;"It’s fine,"@@ she says miserably enough to give you the distinct impression that it isn’t fine at all. @@.hotpink;"Let me guess, you’re going to ask me to tell you what a quiche is, then you’re going to say it sounds gross."@@ @@.yellow;"Has that really happened?"@@ You’re surprised; are quiches not common? You used to have them for breakfast all the time. @@.hotpink;"All the time,"@@ she shakes her head and claps her hand over her face. [[Be nice and comfort her.|W5T][$control.location to "Quiche 3"; $temp.switch3 to true]] [[Do not get involved. Don’t do it. Stay neutral.|W5T][$control.location to "Quiche 3"; $temp.switch3 to false]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Quiche 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Quiche 3">><<if $temp.switch3>>@@.yellow;"If it makes you feel any better,"@@ you <<if $fem gte 330>><<AddFem 2>>say lightly, @@.yellow;"I love quiche."@@<<else>>try to say it soothingly, but the words come out sounding forced, @@.yellow;"I like quiche."@@<</if>> She sniffles. @@.hotpink;"Really?"@@ You nod. She eyes you suspiciously. @@.hotpink;"Are you just saying that to be nice?"@@ @@.yellow;"No,"@@ you answer honestly. @@.yellow;"I ate it a lot back home."@@ Her eyes go wide. @@.hotpink;"Does that mean you’ll order one?"@@ The sudden hope in her voice is so strong it could melt steel beams. You hesitate. Quiche out of a parking lot in the late afternoon doesn’t seem very appealing. Not to mention the cook looks like she could be your kid sister. But she also looks like she’s one piece of bad news away from shaving her head and having a breakdown. [[Buy a quiche.|W5T][$control.location to "Quiche 4"; $flag.mealofweird to true]] [[Politely say you’re not hungry.|W5T][$control.location to "Quiche 4"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.yellow;"Sorry to hear that,"@@ you carefully reply. She nods pitifully and then goes back into the food truck. You shrug and feel like you probably dodged a bullet. [[You resume the ride to the cottage.|W5T][$control.location to "Home"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Quiche 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Quiche 4">><<if $flag.mealofweird>>You just can’t bring yourself to crush her spirit any further. @@.yellow;"Sure,"@@ you reluctantly tell the girl. She squeals with delight and fist bumps the air. @@.hotpink;"Yay! You won’t regret this. Order comin’ up!"@@ You never knew this, but it turns out that quiches take a half hour to cook. You wait impatiently, growing hungry and bored after just a few minutes. When it finally arrives you take a bit. @@.yellow;"Ah."@@ It’s hot and, if you’re being honest, not the best thing you’ve ever eaten. You don’t think it should be watery in the middle. @@.hotpink;"Do you like it?"@@ You give her a shallow nod. She quivers with happiness, and you feel a little happy that you made her feel better. She makes you promise to return, and then waves bye. [[You head home.|W5T][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You wince as convincingly as you can. @@.yellow;"Oh, you know, I would."@@ You nod up and down. @@.yellow;"I actually ate a late lunch,"@@ you change the nod to a shake, @@.yellow;"but next time I’m hungry? Believe me, I will think of you."@@ She looks disappointed, but doesn’t fight it. @@.hotpink;"Okay. Thanks."@@ You seize the opportunity and [[quickly leave|W5T][$control.location to "Home"]] before it gets even more awkward.<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res">>You arrive at the restaurant and head inside. <<CheckKiss "Arthur">><<if _isonlist>><<if $route.arthur is true>>Arthur isn’t working, thank goodness. You’re not sure what to say to him or how to act. I can’t believe I actually thought it would be a good idea to date another guy. You remind yourself that this is all for a good cause. <<if $fem gte 400>><<AddFem 4>>And at least it’s Arthur and not someone else. There are worse guys than him around.<<else>><<AddFem 2>>Dating a guy doesn’t mean anything if it’s fake from the start. The thought doesn’t make you feel much better.<</if>><<else>>Arthur isn’t working, thank goodness. You can’t imagine how awkward it’s going to be to keep working with someone after rejecting them. <<if $fem gte 400>><<AddFem 2>>Guys won’t stop hitting on me. It’s kind of flattering, though.<<else>>I can’t wait for this all to be over.<</if>><</if>><<else>>Arthur has the day off, so you’ll be spared his grumpy tone, thankfully.<</if>> You get to work on a large stack of dirty dishes. All is quiet until the middle of your shift, when Destiny gets your attention. @@.destiny;"Your regular is here,"@@ she has a unique tone of voice when she says "regular" so that it sounds more like "piece of shit." You leave the kitchen and spot Dante in his usual seat. <<if $route.dante>>He’s wearing sunglasses again, but no hat this time. @@.yellow;"Welcome back,"@@ you greet him. He beams when he sees you. @@.dante;"Hey, $name."@@ He gestures to the empty seat across from him. @@.dante;"Join me for a second?"@@ [[Sit down for a second.|W5T][$control.location to "Dante"; $temp.switch1 to true]] [[Remain standing.|W5T][$control.location to "Dante"; $temp.switch1 to false]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>He’s wearing sunglasses again, but no hat this time. You say hello and have some banter with him about Astoria, but nothing too consequential happens. He brings up that there’s a live-reading from L.L. Bernard happening in town, and you vaguely reply that you <<if $flag.activitysignup>>and Destiny are both volunteering for the event. He glances at Destiny when you mention this, but then shrugs.<<else>>heard about it and you think Destiny will be there. He gives her a glance and then shrugs.<</if>> There isn’t much more conversation past that. Dante leaves once his food is gone and his bill is paid, and the rest of your shift is uneventful. When it ends [[you leave.|W5T][$control.location to "Lemonade"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dante ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dante">><<if $temp.switch1>>@@.yellow;"Only for a second,"@@ you surreptitiously have a seat. @@.yellow;"Alice will chew me out if she sees me taking a break,"@@ you explain.<<else>>@@.yellow;"Alice will scold me if she sees me slacking,"@@ you say apologetically.<</if>> @@.yellow;"What’s up?"@@ @@.dante;"Well,"@@ he <<if $temp.switch1>>pauses, then leans in and whispers<<else>>starts<</if>>, @@.dante;"have you heard about the live-reading from L.L. Bernard this week?"@@ You nod. <<if $flag.activitysignup>>@@.yellow;"Yeah, actually I’m volunteering at it with Destiny."@@<<else>>@@.yellow;"Destiny mentioned it was happening, she’s one of the people helping out with it. Why? What’s up?"@@<</if>> He glances toward the hostess podium, where Destiny is talking to some customers. <<if $flag.activitysignup>>@@.dante;"I didn’t know you were one of the people organizing it."@@<<else>>@@.dante;"That makes this even worse."@@ Perplexed, you quirk an eyebrow.<</if>> He hesitates, then continues <<if $flag.activitysignup>>to speak<<else>>speaking<</if>> at a low volume. @@.dante;"Could I ask you for a favor?"@@ @@.yellow;"What is it,"@@ [[you reply warily.|W5T][$control.location to "Dante 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dante 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dante 2">>@@.dante;"I want to go to the live-reading,"@@ Dante looks down at his hands, which tremble ever so slightly. @@.dante;"I’ve dreamt of meeting L.L. Bernard ever since I finished the first book."@@ @@.yellow;"Okay,"@@ you aren’t sure what the problem here is. @@.yellow;"So go?"@@ @@.dante;"Are you kidding? You saw my face last week, that was just for walking down the side of the street. Imagine what people would do if I showed up at something popular, like an Astoria live-reading? I’ll be killed."@@ Dante runs a shaky hand through his hair. @@.yellow;"What are you going to do, then?"@@ He looks at you hopefully. @@.dante;"What if we went together?"@@ @@.yellow;"You want me to go with you,"@@ you ask, confused. @@.yellow;"Like, on a date?"@@ His face reddens. @@.dante;"No, of course not,"@@ he sputters, @@.dante;"unless you think that would be more convincing."@@ A quick look at your face and he shakes his head. @@.dante;"Probably not necessary."@@ [[Alice shouts, surprising you both.|W5T][$control.location to "Dante 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dante 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dante 3">><<if $temp.switch1>><<AddFem 4>>@@.alice;"$name, I don’t pay you to sit on your ass! Quit talking to boys and go clean the six-top."@@ Alice’s voice cuts through the air. Your face flushes and you jump up, embarrassed and self-conscious. You’re saved from having to answer Dante, but the reprieve doesn’t last long. Alice keeps you busy for the rest of your shift, so it’s with some relief that you finally finish work and leave the restaurant. However, Dante is waiting for you outside. @@.dante;"Sorry if I got you in trouble."@@ He has trouble looking you in the eye. @@.dante;"Have you thought about what I said?"@@ Pretty much all you’ve done is think! Your mind has been in overdrive. If you say yes to Dante then you’re basically going on a date with the town pervert. It will look even worse if your identity is uncovered and people connect you with him. And Dante is a smart guy, what if he figures you out? But you do feel badly for him. He’s a lot like you; sad and feeling like his self-identity doesn’t match with how the world sees him. He<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 2>>@@.alice;"Damn it, Jared. Stop gawking at your coworkers and go mop out the bathrooms."@@ You try to look busy, relieved that you aren’t the target of Alice’s ire. You’d heard that Jared sometimes leers at the waitresses’ butts when they’re taking an order. You wonder who he was staring at this time. @@.dante;"Please,"@@ Dante begs you. @@.dante;"If you go with me then they might just let me in. People like you."@@ He gazes at you pitifully. @@.dante;"Help me, $name-wan. You’re my only hope."@@ What will you do? If you say yes then you’re basically going on a date with the town pervert. How bad will it look if your identity is uncovered? Dante is a smart guy, he’ll figure you out. But looking at him, you do feel badly. He reminds you of yourself; unhappy and feeling misunderstood. He looks like he<</if>> could use a friend. [[Say yes, you’ll go with him.|W5T][$control.location to "Dante 4"; $route.dante to true; $flag.dantefavor to "yes"]] [[Tell him you’d rather go alone, but you hope you’ll see him there.|W5T][$control.location to "Dante 4"; $flag.dantefavor to "no"]] [[Lie and say you weren’t going to go. This way his feelings won’t be hurt.|W5T][$control.location to "Dante 4"; $flag.dantefavor to "lie"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dante 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dante 4">><<if $route.dante>>@@.yellow;"Sure, I guess that would be fine."@@ You might regret being this generous, but you can’t bring yourself to kick him while he’s down. His eyes light up in surprise and delight. @@.dante;"Really?"@@ @@.yellow;"Yeah. Meet you there."@@ <<if $temp.switch1>>You turn toward your bike.<<else>>You walk away from his table, figuring you should get back to work.<</if>> @@.dante;"Thanks, $name,"@@ he calls cheerfully after you. @@.dante;"You won’t regret this. Meet you there!"@@ <<if $temp.switch1>>You climb aboard your bike<<else>>Dante doesn’t stay much longer past that. The rest of your shift goes by smoothly once he’s gone. Once it’s over you leave the restaurant<</if>><<else>><<if $flag.dantefavor eq "no">>@@.yellow;"I’m going to go, but I don’t know if I’ll stay the whole time."@@ @@.dante;"Would you want to go together?"@@ Dante squints at you hopefully. @@.yellow;"Well, maybe I’ll see you there."@@ You gently try to let him down.<<elseif $flag.dantefavor eq "lie">>@@.yellow;"I’m actually not going, sorry."@@<</if>> Disappointment takes hold on Dante’s face. @@.dante;"Okay,"@@ he says bitterly. @@.dante;"Thanks anyway."@@ <<if $temp.switch1>>He turns to go. <<if $flag.dantefavor eq "no">>Relieved that this encounter is over, you<<elseif $flag.dantefavor eq "lie">>You<</if>> get on your bike<<else>>He sullenly looks at down at the table. Dante doesn’t stay much longer past that. The rest of your shift goes by smoothly. Once it’s over you leave the restaurant<</if>><</if>> and [[head back to the cottage.|W5T][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lemonade ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lemonade">>As you pedal you enter the same neighborhood from several weeks earlier, where that woman was having a fight with her boyfriend on the lawn. There’s no one yelling today. You do see an adorable little girl sitting behind a makeshift lemonade stand. <<if $fem gte 330>>She’s adorable!<<else>>I guess that’s kind of cute.<</if>> Will you stop and get some lemonade? [[Have a drink.|W5T][$control.location to "Lemonade 2"]] [[Keep going home.|W5T][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lemonade 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lemonade 2">>@@.yellow;"How much,"@@ you playfully ask her as you walk your bike over. The little girl looks up at the sign above her head, then back to you. @@.p2;"It says it’s just a dollar, but I also accept fives."@@ You snort. @@.yellow;"Okay, let’s not get ahead of ourselves. Let me try it first, and I’ll see if it’s amazing enough to for a five."@@ She daintily pours you a glass and you take a sip. It’s sweet, and a little sour. She holds out a hand expectantly. [[Give her five dollars.|W5T][$control.location to "Lemonade 3"; $temp.number1 to 5]] [[Compromise and give her two dollars.|W5T][$control.location to "Lemonade 3"; $temp.number1 to 2]] [[Give her one dollar.|W5T][$control.location to "Lemonade 3"; $temp.number1 to 1]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lemonade 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lemonade 3">><<if $temp.number1 eq 5>><<AddFem 2>>You hand her five dollars. @@.yellow;"It was great."@@ You let a tinge of awe bleed into your voice. She takes the money with reverence. @@.p2;"Make sure you come back tomorrow, miss."@@ You wink and laugh, then leave. Time to [[head back to the cottage.|W5T][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>>You hand her two dollars. @@.yellow;"It was good."@@ You smile convincingly. She pockets the cash. @@.p2;"This isn't five dollars, but I’ll put the rest on your tab."@@ You chuckle, then leave and [[head back to the cottage.|W5T][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 1>>You hand her a dollar. @@.yellow;"It was okay."@@ She takes it and looks a little upset. @@.p2;"Thank you."@@ [[You leave and head back to the cottage.|W5T][$control.location to "Home"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home">><<if $route.jake>>Jake’s car is parked outside when you get home. Curious, you get off your bike to [[go see what brings him by.|W5T][$control.location to "Jake"]] <<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You stride into the cottage and relax. You put on an old action flick where a space shuttle can't go slower than twenty lightyears per hour or it will explode. No Space 4 Speed was always a favorite of yours. Once it's late you head to bed. <<PillOptions "W5W" "night">><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake">><<set $temp.switch1 to false>><<if $route.lyle>><<set $route.jake to false>><<AddFem 4>>Jake is leaning against the trunk of his car, his arms crossed and his brow furrowed. @@.yellow;"Hey,"@@ your hand does a shallow wave @@.yellow;"This is a surprise."@@ Oddly, Jake doesn’t give you a hello kiss. Not that you mind, of course. But it’s out of character for him. @@.jake;"We need to talk,"@@ he says quietly when you get close. @@.yellow;"Okay,"@@ you hesitate. @@.yellow;"Did you want to come inside?"@@ @@.jake;"I’m fine here."@@ He looks you in the eye, his expression inscrutable. @@.jake;"Did you have sex with a Sail over the weekend?"@@ He knows about Lyle. Your heart pounds in your chest. [[Deny it.|W5T][$control.location to "Jake burn"]] [[Come clean.|W5T][$control.location to "Jake burn"; $temp.switch1 to true]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 6>>Jake is sitting in his car, staring at his phone. You rap your knuckles against the driver side window and he jumps. @@.jake;"Very funny,"@@ he tells you as he gets out of the car. @@.jake;"It’s good to see you, babe."@@ Jake leans in and gives you a kiss. You freeze as his mouth touches yours. The embrace doesn’t last long, but it certainly makes you uncomfortable. @@.yellow;"This is a surprise."@@ You aren’t sure how to nicely say, Yo dude, what are you doing here? @@.jake;"I wanted to see you,"@@ he smirks. His hands caress your hips. @@.jake;"Are you busy tonight?"@@ What will you do? If you hang out with Jake he’ll probably try to initiate sex at some point. You could just say you don’t feel up to hanging out. [[Agree to hang out.|W5T][$control.location to "Jake 2"; $temp.switch1 to true]] [[Say you’re too tired to do anything tonight.|W5T][$control.location to "Jake 2"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake 2">><<if $temp.switch1>><<AddFem 2>>Jake follows you inside and sits down on the couch while you get changed. When you come out of the bedroom he’s watching an old action flick called Punch of the Lion. You’ve seen it before, it’s about a Chinese martial arts student who has to avenge his master’s death. You and Jake get pretty into the movie, and when it ends you put on the sequel, Punch of the Lion 2: Get Punched Harder. It’s pretty late once the movie ends, and you and Jake are so tired that he kisses you on the cheek and leaves. At least I got through that without doing anything sexual, you think with relief. You’re tired, and want to go to sleep. <<PillOptions "W5W" "night">><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.yellow;"Not tonight,"@@ you tell him. @@.yellow;"Maybe next time."@@ @@.jake;"Come on,"@@ he persists, @@.jake;"I like my space, too, but we’ve barely hung out lately."@@ [[Tell him no means no.|W5T][$control.location to "Jake 3"; $temp.switch1 to true]] [[Tell him you really want to hang out, but you don’t have much time.|W5T][$control.location to "Jake 3"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake 3">><<if $temp.switch1>>@@.yellow;"I said no,"@@ you snap. @@.yellow;"Stop asking."@@ @@.jake;"Woah,"@@ he gives you a weird look, @@.jake;"I guess your period is about to visit again, huh?"@@ @@.yellow;"Screw you."@@ Jake scoffs. @@.jake;"Whatever, you’re a pain in the ass anyway."@@ He moves past you and gets into his car, then takes off. [[You go into the cottage|W5T][$control.location to "Night"]], annoyed by his attitude.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.yellow;"I wish I could, I just don’t have a lot of time. Otherwise I’d love to,"@@ you blink rapidly the way girls do in movies when they want their eyelashes to flop around. @@.jake;"Well,"@@ Jake’s mouth twists into a wry smile, @@.jake;"what if I was quick?"@@ You frown. A fast hangout? That wouldn’t leave time for him to fuck you. @@.yellow;"Sure,"@@ you nod. If it means Jake will be gone then you can sacrifice fifteen minutes of time with him. He grins broadly and yanks you into the car. You yelp as you fall on top of him. [[Fifteen minutes later.|W5T][$control.location to "Jake 4"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake 4">><<AddBreath_Strong "cum">><<AddBlowjob "Jake">><<AddFem 6>>Jake leaves and you massage your sore throat. How did I not see that coming? A ten minute blowjob was enough to keep him away from your pants, but you aren’t sure if it was worth it. You go into the cottage, and log into Call of Deity to take your mind off of what you just did. You play until it's late into the night. <<PillOptions "W5W" "night">><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake burn ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake burn">><<if $temp.switch1>><<AddFem 8>>You can’t come up with a convincing lie, and even if you could, you probably shouldn’t. If I have to lie about my actions then I shouldn’t have done them in the first place. @@.yellow;"I did,"@@ you quietly tell him. @@.yellow;"But I didn’t think it would upset you."@@ You’re telling the truth, at least. It never occurred to you that word of you and Lyle would get back to Jake. @@.jake;"How could it not upset me?"@@ Jake demands incredulously. @@.jake;"I’m a person, not a robot."@@ His tone hardens. @@.jake;"Did you think I wouldn’t find out? Or do you think I don’t care about us?"@@ @@.yellow;"I don’t know,"@@ you admit. @@.yellow;"Both, maybe? I mean, we never talked about being in a relationship. I assumed you were dating other girls, especially because – "@@ You stop yourself before you say something to make things worse, but Jake doesn’t let it go. @@.jake;"What were you going to say,"@@ he questions you. @@.jake;"You assumed I was dating other girls because of what? Because I act like I don’t have feelings? Because I seem tough? Because I think some laws are fucking dumb?"@@ You aren’t sure if his questions are rhetorical, but his intense gaze makes you think you should answer. @@.yellow;"Well, yeah."@@ You don’t know what else to say. He shakes his head in disgust. @@.jake;"You aren’t who I thought you were."@@ He gets back into his car, refusing to even look at you. There’s a sick feeling in your stomach as you watch Jake leave. You turn and [[go into the cottage|W5T][$control.location to "Night"]], unable to shake the guilt from your chest. You never meant to hurt anyone.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 12>>You decide to feign ignorance. @@.yellow;"What,"@@ you pretend to be confused. @@.yellow;"You think I had sex with a boat?"@@ @@.jake;"Don’t play dumb with me!"@@ The anger and venom in his voice catches you by surprise. You shrink back from the raw intensity of his words. @@.jake;"You already cheated on me. The least you can do is own up to it."@@ That takes you by surprise. He thinks I cheated on him? @@.yellow;"I don’t remember agreeing to be your girlfriend, Jake."@@ You cross your arms and hold your head high. He scoffs. @@.jake;"Do you bang so many dudes that sex is just an everyday thing for you? Because I only sleep with someone if I really like them."@@ His gaze is judgmental, and you wither under the weight of it. @@.yellow;"Of course not,"@@ you stammer, @@.yellow;"it’s not what you think."@@ He shakes his head. @@.jake;"Whatever, $name. You aren’t who I thought you were."@@ He gives you the finger, shakes his head a second time, and then gets in his car. @@.jake;"Fucking slut,"@@ he snarls loudly enough that you can hear him through the shut window. There’s a sick feeling in your stomach as you watch Jake leave. You turn and [[go into the cottage|W5T][$control.location to "Night"]], unable to shake his words from your head. Fucking slut.<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Night ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Night">><<if $route.lyle>>You try to take your mind off of Jake by logging into Call of Deity. The game doesn't interest you much, so you turn it off and put on a TV show instead. You find a rerun of My Work, a mockumentary show about whacky people in a professional setting. The episode is an early one, and it comforts you to watch Kim and Sam before their romance had taken off. A few hours go by, and you figure you should shut the TV off and turn in for the night.<<else>>You need to take your mind off of Jake. You log into Call of Deity and play until it's late into the night.<</if>> <<PillOptions "W5W" "night">><</daypassage>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>>[[W5R]] ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">>You wake up and see that you overslept a little. It’s not a huge deal, but you’ll be late if you dick around. You quickly eat breakfast and then hurry to get ready. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<routes>> ║ │ <<job "store">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work store">> ║ │ <<job "res">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work res">> ║ │ <</routes>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>You don’t have time to do more than quickly glance in the mirror. Everything looks fine, so you [[hurry to work.|W5W][$control.location to _passagelink]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store">><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">>You get to the store and say hi to Justine. She’s in some sort of text fight with Tiger, so you sip your latte and browse Peddit while her thumbs break speed records as they furiously tap the screen. You leave Justine to her argument and head inside. It’s a slow day, and you’re pretty bored. Midway through your shift Hillary bustles into the store. @@.hillary;"Oh, $name, thank goodness you’re here. I have a terrible favor to ask."@@ She wipes her hand against a forehead that glistens with sweat. @@.hillary;"Give me a minute, my dang heart is going a mile a minute."@@ She waves toward the chilled drinks in the back. @@.hillary;"Would you get me to something to hydrate with?"@@ You go grab a bottle of water, but Hillary’s voice stops you before you shut the fridge door. @@.hillary;"Water, huh? Think you could grab something with bubbles for me?"@@ You roll your eyes and return to her with a diet soda. @@.hillary;"Thank you, dear."@@ She gulps the cola down wipes her face with an old bandana. @@.hillary;"What was I saying?"@@ @@.yellow;"You said you needed a favor?"@@ She gasps. @@.hillary;"That’s right!"@@ [[She looks at you pleadingly.|W5W][$control.location to "Work store 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 2">>@@.hillary;"Every year the businesses in town throw a big block party. You’ve probably heard about it."@@ You nod. @@.hillary;"See? It’s real popular. Harry loves it. Every year the local businesses run events or have their staff volunteer."@@ She gets out of breath and sips more soda before resuming. @@.hillary;"Harry expects all of his properties to participate and send in three employees to help, but he’s so great, he pays people for the time."@@ Yours light up. Extra money? @@.hillary;"Us and the coffeestand are small enough he lets us work together and count towards the three people. This year we had Justine, Olivia, and Macie."@@ Disappointed, your excitement deflates. No extra money for you. @@.hillary;"But,"@@ Hillary shakes her head sadly, @@.hillary;"we just heard from Olivia that she can’t make it. Her boyfriend, Jared, works in the food industry. Fool boy must have gotten some bad protection, because Olivia is throwing up harder than a hog full of salt."@@ A what? @@.hillary;"So there you have it, $name."@@ She burps and blushes. @@.hillary;"Excuse me. Anyway, will you fill in for Olivia? I know it’s short notice, and if you have plans on Sunday then I can try to ask someone else."@@ She looks at you hopefully. Extra money? And Justine will be there? Sign me up! @@.yellow;"I’d be happy to help,"@@ you tell your boss. She smiles with relief. @@.hillary;"Thanks, $name. You’re a life-saver."@@ You go back to work, excited to having more cash coming your way. If you keep this up you’ll make it to your dream school for sure. [[A sudden thought strikes you.|W5W][$control.location to "Work store 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 3">>You’re supposed to plan a fun night out with Justine for tomorrow, but you haven’t even thought about it since Monday. You dip out of the store in between customers and head to Tip for the Drip. Maybe Justine will give you a hint about stuff she likes? Stuff that doesn’t include sex. You’re afraid the list will be rather small. Justine is busy "brewing" when you pop your head into the coffeestand. "Brewing" is what she calls flirting for more tips. Understandably, you keep getting it confused with the process for making coffee. Her phone is lit up and unlocked on a nearby counter, with the screen open on her text conversation with Tiger. Maybe you could sneak a glance at her phone and see if there’s a hint there? You snatch the device while she’s distracted and check her calendar and browsing bookmarks for ideas. She favorited an article about bikinis. That's not helpful. She also liked a post about a dance performance in Lakehill. A dance show could work. You check the performance dates and there's a show every night this month. Perfect! You gently set her phone back and head back to the store, with Justine clueless that you were even there. Hah! She’s going to be stunned when you surprise her with the best night out ever. You never heard of the group performing, but "Hung Horses" sounds like some dark avant-garde artsy thing, and who are you to judge? Excited to have an actual plan, [[you head home as soon as your shift ends.|W5W][$control.location to "Home"]] You call the venue while you pedal and reserve two seats in the front row.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res">>You get to the restaurant and say hi to Destiny. She chats with you for a few minutes, and then you both break away to get to work. It’s a slow day, and you’re pretty bored. Until Alice’s harsh voice breaks the peaceful calm. @@.alice;"$name, come talk to me in my office."@@ You’re up to your elbows in dish suds, so you hurry and clean up. Alice stands in the kitchen, watching you with evident impatience, which only flusters you further. You follow her into her office, your heart pounding. What if you’re in trouble? Did she somehow learn your secret? @@.alice;"Sit,"@@ she orders. You sit. @@.alice;"I know you’re not from around here, $name. Has anyone told you about the work festival on Sunday?"@@ @@.yellow;"The what?"@@ She sighs. @@.alice;"Don’t any of you people check your email?"@@ She shakes her head and [[then keeps talking|W5W][$control.location to "Work res 2"]], clearly not expecting you to reply.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 2">>@@.alice;"Every year the local businesses throw a big party. There’s booths, food, games. It’s how the companies give back to the community, and it’s also good for advertising employment opportunities."@@ Her eyes sparkle. She does like free advertising. Well, free anything. @@.alice;"Harry loves it, and he expects all of his businesses to contribute three bodies for the event. It’s paid, of course."@@ You think you see where this is going, and you’re quite interested. Another day of work? Why not? It’ll help you reach your fiscal goal that much faster. @@.alice;"Destiny, Arthur, and Jared are our three. Or were. Jared is even worse at relationships than he is at getting orders right."@@ Confused, you wonder what that means. The guy is really bad at taking orders, after all. @@.alice;"He got his girlfriend pregnant,"@@ Alice tells you bluntly. Oh. @@.alice;"He and Olivia want to go see a doctor, and it was either give him a day off work or let him go over the weekend."@@ @@.yellow;"Do you want me to replace him?"@@ She nods. @@.alice;"Yeah. It’s half the day, but you get paid a full day’s wages."@@ @@.yellow;"I’m in,"@@ you tell her eagerly. @@.alice;"Good. Check your damn email, more information will come out in the next few days."@@ You nod. She gives you a hard look. @@.alice;"Well, what more do you want? That's it. Go back to work."@@ You thank her and [[return to the kitchen.|W5W][$control.location to "Work res 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 3">>You return to your dirty dishes and continue to scrub. Jared comes in late, with dark circles under his eyes and an expression of hopelessness. Poor guy. But then again, maybe you should have more sympathy for the girl. After all, Jared sucks. Fuck Jared. Actually, that was her problem in the first place, wasn’t it? When work is over [[you head home.|W5W][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home">><<if $flag.codvictory>>When you get home there's a package waiting for you on the porch. Curious, you pick it up and look at the address of the sender. It's from the Call of Deity tournament! It's honestly impressive that they got it to you so soon. There are a lot of horror stories of people winning things and never receiving the payout. Excited, you head inside to tear the package open. I feel dumb for never even looking up the prizes for winning. Well, that just makes the next few moments even better! It's like an unboxing video, but not staged. And, ya know, interesting. You grab a knife from the kitchen and slice through the tape keeping the box closed. Unfolding the flaps, you spot a typed letter waiting on top of a bunch of other stuff. [[You pick it up to read it.|W5W][$control.location to "Cosplay"]]<<else>>You walk into the cottage and decide to get changed into something more comfortable. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Home 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "workout"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Cosplay ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Cosplay">>Congratulations! We hope that last weekend's tournament wasn't a one-time thing. In many ways it served as a trial run for the first of numerous new game modes we're considering. While it's always a blast to pit Pantheon versus Pantheon, we don't want players to get bored or gameplay to get stale. It's too early to say yet if Type versus Type (TvT) will appear again in the future, but if we can balance it out it may well happen. As one of the tournament's winners, we hope you enjoy the enclosed loot. The USB contains an original cosplay outfit of the character you won as*. It's yours to keep, and there will never be another one like it. Congratulations! - The Deity Team \*It's entirely optional, but we'd love it if you would send us a picture of you wearing your outfit. We may use it for promotional purposes or put it up on social media, but no guarantees. Regardless of if we use it, will pay $500.00 upon receipt of the photo. There's an email address attached to contact them with. Holy crap! You've never cosplayed before, but you've jerked off to plenty of girls in sexy outfits from your favorite video games. Sometimes you've been a bit envious of the dudes who cosplay as shirtless pirates, wishing you had the abs to pull off a Henry Morgan look. You eventually decided that cosplay is something for you to admire in pictures online rather than an activity you could participate in. [[But getting your very own original costume is really cool!|W5W][$control.location to "Cosplay 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Cosplay 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Cosplay 2">>You toss the letter to the side and start pulling out the contents of the box. There's a lanyard, some models of the characters from the lineup of your winning Sun team, a book of original Deity art, stickers, a mug, an Apollo statue, the first issue of the soon to be released Call of Deity comic, and a poster of the game's Apollo character that's signed by a bunch of devs. The last thing is a small USB with the Call of Deity logo on it, tucked between the comic and art book. @@.yellow;"This is awesome,"@@ you grin. You feel really proud of yourself for winning the tournament. Sure, the players on the drunk god team were way better than you, and really it was the Horus on your side who deserves the credit for the win, but you still want to pat yourself on the back. You played a part in the victory. If you'd chased kills instead of taking on the role to clear up debuffs you guys probably wouldn't have won. It allowed for Helios to get fed and exert global map control, and then you were able to clear up status effects. An excellent combination. Your eyes fall on the USB. You can't believe they're offering you half a grand just to take a picture of yourself. A delightful fantasy takes hold of you. Your parents, awestruck by how much money you managed to save up. Your father would bow his head and admit he was wrong. Your mother would say she was proud of you. You'd play it off, all casual like, pretend like it's no big thang. And even better, you'll get to be a dude. Apollo is pretty manly. Sure, many depictions show him with a harp, but he's still always ripped and badass. And Call of Deity's Apollo usually uses a bow, so maybe you'll get a cool prop, too! Still daydreaming, you take the USB into your bedroom and plug it into the eWardrobe. Because it's only one outfit it downloads right away. [[You enter the eWardrobe,|W5W][$control.location to "Cosplay 3"]] the tubes encasing you in the now familiar process.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Cosplay 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Cosplay 3">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<eWardrobe_AddCategory "cosplay" "Costumes">> ║ │ <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "cosplay" "cosplay_apollo">> ║ │ <<WearOutfit "cosplay_apollo">> ║ │ <<AddFem 5>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝<</silently>>When you step out of the machine you go look in the mirror. @@.yellow;"Are you fucking kidding me?"@@ Your hair is golden and pulled behind you in rivulets. Orange leaf designs encircle your head like a tiara, and sit partially on your forehead, extending down to either side of your eyes. Around your neck is a brooch with a sun design. You're wearing a brown tube top with an orange sash going diagonally from your neck to behind your back. A quiver for a bow is behind you, yes, but the bow itself is so tiny it looks like something a winged baby would hold to shoot lovestruck middle schoolers. A brown skirt goes from your hips to your upper thigh. Beneath it you're wearing golden bikini panties with a sun design on the front. You've got orange bracers on your wrists and anklets above your feet. Brown strappy sandals complete the look. <<ShowImage "c-danny-cosplay" 600>> @@.yellow;"Computer,"@@ you glare at the cursed machine. @@.yellow;"Let me guess, they gave you a male and female outfit and you just decided to fuck with me and put me in the chick one."@@ Some glorious day in the future you're going to take a bat to this fucking machine. @@.robo;"Only one outfit was provided, Sasha. There was no male option on the USB you inserted."@@ Stunned, you rock back on your feet how a little. [[How could that be possible?|W5W][$control.location to "Cosplay 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Cosplay 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Cosplay 4">>It dawns on you. @@.yellow;"The picture,"@@ you groan. The picture you had to take before the tournament must have made them think you're a girl. Even without makeup you'd been mistaken for a chick. How does this keep happening to you? @@.yellow;"Damn it! Fuck. Damn it!"@@ Unfuckingbelievable. You'd been so excited to win and get this prize, and now it feels like it's all ruined. The feeling of joy flees as quickly as it appeared. Still wearing the dumb costume, you enter the living room and pick up the letter. They want you take a picture wearing this and send it to them? There's no way you could do that. @@.yellow;"Five hundred bucks,"@@ you mumble, rereading it. That's a lot of money to put toward your college fund. You dread the idea of one of the biggest video game companies in the world sharing a picture of you on social media. Even <<if $fem gte 450>><<AddFem 2>>if you were<<else>>as<</if>> a dude that sounds awful. Internet people are mean. They'd probably say cruel shit like "what a weak looking Apollo" and "pussiest sun god ever lmao!!1!!" and worse. It would be humiliating. Your old high school bullies would probably find out and laugh. Hell, they'd probably lead the charge to mock you. @@.yellow;"But the letter said they may use the picture, which means they may not."@@ You shake your head. Are you really trying to talk yourself into doing this? It's a moot point, anyway, [[since you're made up as a chick and not a guy.|W5W][$control.location to "Cosplay 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Cosplay 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Cosplay 5">><<AddFem 3>>An idea strikes you. Maybe I could contact them and say I'm a guy, have them send me a new outfit. You smile. Yeah! That's a good solution. And then the smile is gone. Except that takes you right back into the position of being cyberbullied. People will heap all sorts of mean shit on how "unmanly" you look. Except they'll say it in an even crueler way. Unless I do it as a girl? Nobody would ever identify Danny Jones as the female Apollo girl, right? Your face is sorta covered by the tiara thing. You could have the eWardrobe put some makeup on you, take the picture, and boom! Half a grand, and there's the chance the photo never even goes up. And if you were bullied about your appearance, well, you'd look like a girl. You don't want to be complimented as a girl. So all the mean comments would kind of affirm your manliness. Right? You hesitate. You know you want money, but is this going too far? Could you actually take a picture of yourself in a skimpy cosplay outfit for money, hoping it never gets seen? It would help you get into college, but does that make it worth it? [[It's worth it. Send the picture, it's not even for sure that they'll use it! You could get paid to take a photo that nobody ever sees.|W5W][$control.location to "Cosplay 6"; $route.cosplay to true]] [[It's not worth the risk. You can make money in ways that don't make you look a slutty gamer girl.|W5W][$control.location to "Cosplay refusal"; $route.cosplay to false]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Cosplay 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Cosplay 6">>Okay. If you're going to do this then you need to be smart about it. You need to make sure that nobody, not even your own mother, could see this picture and think it's Danny Jones. <<AddFem 4>> You head back to the bedroom and instruct the eWardrobe to put you in some excessive makeup. @@.yellow;"Something that hides my face, but fits the costume."@@ You don't want to come out with a clown face or anything. That would be terrifying. For once the eWardrobe does a decent job of fulfilling your request. Of course the one time it listens to me is when I want to look more like a chick. Brown lipstick and golden eyeshadow are thick on your face. The blush on your cheeks is somewhat orangey, matching the rest of the outfit. Your nails have been done in the same color, which you didn't request, but whatever. Looking in the mirror you don't think anyone could ever see this chick and think she was Danny Jones. You could maybe pass as a relative of his – err, of yours. <<ShowImage "c-danny-cosplay-picture" 600>> Taking deep breaths, you remind yourself that this is for a good cause. With enough money you can go to your dream school. You'll have four years of freedom ahead of you. You'll be able to find yourself. Your real self. You won't have to go to a military college and get yelled at by big dudes. You won't have to do exactly what your parents say. It's worth it. Before you lose your courage [[you snap a quick pic using your ePhone and send it in.|W5W][$control.location to "Cosplay 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Cosplay 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Cosplay 7">><<AddFem 3>>You go into the eWardrobe to change, and when you come out there's already a notification on your ePhone that they responded. That was surprisingly fast. Thank you! If we do decide to post this to social media we will need your name and login to share. Please confirm what name and login you want to be publically known by. Thank you again! Sharing your name and login? You hadn't thought of that. Shit. You had signed up for the contest as Danny Jones, but there's no way you want that to be posted. @@.yellow;"I guess $name J? Maybe $name James? Or is that too similar?"@@ Your phone autocorrects "James" to "Jane" when you type it in. No, it's still too similar. Maybe just my initials, then. DJ. That works. You don't want to use your actual in-game login, so you type DeityDJ. Simple enough. You might have to make a fake account of the same name. You take a quick two minutes to do so, creating a new level one account under the handle DeityDJ. Done. You email them with the new info. Half a minute later there's another automatic confirmation reply. This just says they got it, and thanks you for a third time. Your adrenaline is pumping from sending in the picture. You decide you need to relax, so you spend the rest of the night watching TV. Once it's bedtime [[you go to sleep.|W5W][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Cosplay refusal ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Cosplay refusal">><<AddFem 1>>You decide there's no way you can take a picture of yourself as a girl. Not if there's even the slightest chance it could be shared on social media. You send the Call of Deity team a polite email thanking them for the stuff but that you aren't interested in their offer. For the rest of the night you relax. You don't feel up to playing Call of Deity, so you look for something else instead. There's a recently released game that catches your eye. It's a free puzzle platformer that has high reviews, so you download it and boot it up. The main character is half-man and half-horse, with the head part being equine and the bottom half being human. His friends, a purple catgirl and a brown dogboy, are trapped in prison. The story is only okay, but you like the gameplay and the characters are fun. You decide that the game, called Go Back, Horseman!, is worth playing more in the future. You grind through lots of levels, occasionally stumped by a tricky puzzle, but for the most part you fly through everything. Once it’s late enough you yawn and [[head to bed.|W5W][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home 2">>Your penis apparently likes the change in clothes, too. Its unexpected hardness makes you feel like masturbating might be more fun than watching TV or playing video games. [[Jerk off.|W5W][$control.location to "Masturbate"]] [[Watch TV.|W5W][$control.location to "TV"]] [[Play video games.|W5W][$control.location to "Video games"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Masturbate ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Masturbate">>You open up Nutflex and play the top video of the week. Three girls take turns treating one guy’s dick like it’s a lollipop. The camera focuses mostly on their mouths and the expressions of bliss on their face every time the cock touches their lips. There’s no way anyone could enjoy giving a blowjob that much, you think. <<if $tracking.blowjob>><<AddFem 8>>Speaking from personal experience, giving a guy a blowjob means you end up with a sore throat and slightly less dignity. Granted, you’ve never done something like these girls have, where they control the action and choose when to deepthroat. Maybe it’s better when you aren’t being skull-fucked? These thoughts mix with your arousal as you masturbate to the video. When you orgasm you’re still thinking about your blowjob history, so you cum while images flash through your mind of a dick entering your mouth.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 4>>You figure it’s just great acting. Right? Whatever, it’s not like I’ll ever be on that end of things. You cum hard, feeling sweet release.<</if>> After staying still for a few minutes and letting the post-orgasm euphoria wear off, you go get cleaned up. You browse Peddit for the rest of the night before [[heading to bed.|W5W][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ TV ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "TV">>You put on a new sci-fi series called The Wilbur that has been getting lots of upvotes on Peddit, mostly because half of the characters in the show are anthropomorphic cat people and the Peddit community sure loves its cats. It’s a parody of a classic franchise, combining humor with serious topics. There’s nothing slapstick about it, so you figure it merits a watch. The first episode is a little cringey and a little fun, but nothing to write home about. The show isn’t terrible, though you wouldn’t say you’re a huge fan. You binge through the rest of the released episodes until it’s late enough to [[head to bed.|W5W][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Video games ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Video games">>You log into Call of Deity, but the servers are down. Frustrated, you glance through a list of recently released games to see if anything catches your eye. There’s a free puzzle platformer that has high reviews, so you download it and boot it up. The main character is half-man and half-horse, with the head part being equine and the bottom half being human. His friends, a purple catgirl and a brown dogboy, are trapped in prison. The story is okay, but you like the gameplay and the characters are fun. You decide that the game, called Go Back, Horseman!, is worth playing more in the future. You grind through lots of levels, occasionally stumped by a tricky puzzle but for the most part you fly through everything. Once it’s late enough you yawn and [[head to bed.|W5W][$control.location to "Night"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Night ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Night">>You go through your usual night-time ritual. <<PillOptions "W5R" "night">><</daypassage>>

<<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## NewDay "arg" ## Automatically adjusts the variables that have to be adjusted at the start of a new day. ## Makes Danny naked and removes make-up if he is not wearing a pajama and $control.outfitblock is not set. ## Does not need arguments. ## If argument is given, it sets the location to the argument instead of the default "DayStart". ## To be used at any new day's first start passage, or at the beginning of a day passage. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget NewDay>><<silently>> <<if $tracking.currentday neq passage()>> <<set $tracking.currentday to passage()>> <<set $tracking.daycount += 1>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if $tracking.day eq "Monday">> <<set $tracking.day to "Tuesday">> <<elseif $tracking.day eq "Tuesday">> <<set $tracking.day to "Wednesday">> <<elseif $tracking.day eq "Wednesday">> <<set $tracking.day to "Thursday">> <<elseif $tracking.day eq "Thursday">> <<set $tracking.day to "Friday">> <<elseif $tracking.day eq "Friday">> <<set $tracking.day to "Saturday">> <<elseif $tracking.day eq "Saturday">> <<set $tracking.day to "Sunday">> <<elseif $tracking.day eq "Sunday">> <<set $tracking.day to "Monday">> <<if $tracking.week eq "One">> <<set $tracking.week to "Two">> <<elseif $tracking.week eq "Two">> <<set $tracking.week to "Three">> <<elseif $tracking.week eq "Three">> <<set $tracking.week to "Four">> <<elseif $tracking.week eq "Four">> <<set $tracking.week to "Five">> <<elseif $tracking.week eq "Five">> <<set $tracking.week to "Six">> <<elseif $tracking.week eq "Six">> <<set $tracking.week to "Seven">> <<elseif $tracking.week eq "Sevem">> <<set $tracking.week to "Eight">> <<elseif $tracking.week eq "Eight">> <<set $tracking.week to "Nine">> <<elseif $tracking.week eq "Nine">> <<set $tracking.week to "Ten">> <<elseif $tracking.week eq "Ten">> <<set $tracking.week to "Eleven">> <<elseif $tracking.week eq "Eleven">> <<set $tracking.week to "Twelve">> <<elseif $tracking.week eq "Twelve">> <<set $tracking.week to "Thirteen">> <</if>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if $control.outfitblock>> <<set $control.outfitblock to false>> <<elseif $current_outfit.id neq $tracking.pajamaoutfit>> <<WearOutfit "morning">> <<ApplyMakeup "empty">> <</if>> <<if ndef $args[0]>> <<set $control.location to "DayStart">> <<else>> <<set $control.location to $args[0]>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<AdvanceBreath>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<SetFemGate>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## ShowImage "arg" "arg" "arg" ## Displays image with a given name, ## Works with the $control.pictures variable, only showing images if they are activated via pre-story settings. ## First argument is used to pass the name of the image onto the widget. ## Second argument specifies minimum version for the image call. ## If third argument equals "top" or "bottom", slightly changes the paragraph control around the image. ## Third argument is not required. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget ShowImage>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Short use instructions/explanation: 1. The widget automatically appends “images/” and “.png” to the name of the file. This is done because all the renders are in the “images/” directory relative to the story. Also, with the renders all being “.png” files, they all end with this. 2. If $control.pictures is false, the widget gets image data but does not do anything visually. 3. The widget places one line above and and one line below the image by default. This is done so that it can be called on an empty line between paragraphs, reducing clutter. If the second argument is "top", it instead places two lines below the image. This means it has to be declared at the beginning of the top-most paragraph. It adds to the clutter, but stops unnecessary line breaks from happening. If the second argument is "bottom", it places two lines above the image instead. This means it has to be declared at the end of the bottom-most paragraph. It adds to the clutter too, but unnecessary line breaks are also stopped from happening. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if def $args[0]>> <<set _linktext to "images/" + $args[0] + ".png">> <<else>> <<set _linktext to "images/thisimagedoesnotexist.png">> <</if>> <<if def $args[2]>> <<set _linkpos to $args[2]>> <<else>> <<set _linkpos to "">> <</if>> <<CheckVersion>> <<if $args[1] lte _currentVersion>> <<set _showPicture to $control.pictures>> <<else>> <<set _showPicture to false>> <</if>> <</silently>><<if _showPicture>><<if _linkpos eq "bottom">> <</if>><<if _linkpos neq "top">> <</if>> <div class="image">[img[_linktext]]</div><<if _linkpos neq "bottom">> <</if>><<if _linkpos eq "top">> <</if>><</if>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## ShowImageSet "arg" "arg" "arg" ## Displays one of images from a set with a given name, ## Works with the $control.pictures variable, only showing images if they are activated via pre-story settings. ## First argument is used to pass the name of the images onto the widget. ## Second argument specifies minimum version for the image call. ## If third argument equals "top" or "bottom", slightly changes the paragraph control around the image. ## Thirt argument is not required. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget ShowImageSet>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Short use instructions/explanation (mostly copy-pasted from ShowImage's ones): 1. The widget automatically appends “images/” and “.png” to the name of the file, plus “__setthreshold” before “.png”. This is done because all the renders are in the “images/” directory relative to the story. Also, with the renders all being “.png” files, they all end with this. “__setthreshold” is “_” plus the appropriate value from the “_setthreshold” array of variables. 2. If $control.pictures is false, the widget gets image data but does not do anything visually. 3. The widget places one line above and and one line below the image by default. This is done so that it can be called on an empty line between paragraphs, reducing clutter. If the second argument is "top", it instead places two lines below the image. This means it has to be declared at the beginning of the top-most paragraph. It adds to the clutter, but stops unnecessary line breaks from happening. If the second argument is "bottom", it places two lines above the image instead. This means it has to be declared at the end of the bottom-most paragraph. It adds to the clutter too, but unnecessary line breaks are also stopped from happening. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if def $args[0]>> <<switch $args[0]>> <<case "MC/MirrorMC">> <<set _setthreshold to [0, 4, 7, 10, 13, 17, 21, 25, 29, 33, 37, 41, 45, 49, 53, 57, 61, 63]>> <<set _setvar to $breastsize>> <<case "danny-mirror-pics/MirrorMC">> <<set _setthreshold to [0, 4, 7, 10, 13, 17, 21, 25, 29, 33, 37, 41, 45, 49, 53, 57, 59, 61, 63]>> <<set _setvar to $breastsize>> <</switch>> <<set _i to 0>> <<for _setvar gte _setthreshold[_i+1]>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <<set _linktext to "images/" + $args[0] + "_" + _setthreshold[_i] + ".png">> <<else>> <<set _linktext to "images/thisimagedoesnotexist.png">> <</if>> <<if def $args[2]>> <<set _linkpos to $args[2]>> <<else>> <<set _linkpos to "">> <</if>> <<CheckVersion>> <<if $args[1] lte _currentVersion>> <<set _showPicture to $control.pictures>> <<else>> <<set _showPicture to false>> <</if>> <</silently>><<if _showPicture>><<if _linkpos eq "bottom">> <</if>><<if _linkpos neq "top">> <</if>> <div class="image">[img[_linktext]]</div><<if _linkpos neq "bottom">> <</if>><<if _linkpos eq "top">> <</if>><</if>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## PillOptions args args ## Displays the “take/don't take” pill options to the reader. ## Uses two argument: arg 1 to denote the location it sends the reader to, and arg 2 to turn on night mode. ## Arguments are linked from external variables to increase modability. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget PillOptions>><> <<silently>> <<if $breastsize eq 0>> <<if $tracking.daycount gte 9>> <<set _linktext1 to "Just do it. If it helps you keep your secret and it's only temporary, there's no harm in it.">> <<set _linktext2 to "You can't bring yourself to willingly grow boobs. Pass.">> <<elseif $tracking.daycount eq 8>> <<set _linktext1 to "Take one.">> <<set _linktext2 to "You still don't want to.">> <<elseif $tracking.daycount eq 7>> <<set _linktext1 to "Better start, you can't afford to be caught.">> <<set _linktext2 to "You will not cross that line.">> <<elseif $tracking.daycount eq 6>> <<set _linktext1 to "There's no harm in it. Why not? Take a pill.">> <<set _linktext2 to "It doesn't make sense to start taking them now. Don't take a pill.">> <<elseif $tracking.daycount eq 5>> <<set _linktext1 to "Take a pill.">> <<set _linktext2 to "Don't take a pill.">> <<else>> <<set _linktext1 to "Just do it. If it helps you keep your secret and it's only temporary, there's no harm in it.">> <<set _linktext2 to "It probably wouldn't make a difference or help you. Don't take a pill.">> <</if>> -------------------------------------------------- <<else>> <<if $tracking.daycount gte 9>> <<set _linktext1 to "Yes. It's temporary and safe, there's no harm in it.">> <<set _linktext2 to "No, the current size is already too big for you.">> <<elseif $tracking.daycount eq 8>> <<set _linktext1 to "Take another pill.">> <<set _linktext2 to "You don't want to.">> <<elseif $tracking.daycount eq 7>> <<set _linktext1 to "There's no harm in it. Take another pill.">> <<set _linktext2 to "Taking another one would be crossing the line.">> <<elseif $tracking.daycount eq 6>> <<set _linktext1 to "You can't risk everything falling apart this close to the end. Just suck it up and take a pill.">> <<set _linktext2 to "It probably wouldn't make a difference or help you. Don't take a pill.">> <<elseif $tracking.daycount eq 5>> <<set _linktext1 to "Take a pill.">> <<set _linktext2 to "Don't take a pill.">> <</if>> <</if>> -------------------------------------------------- <<if def $args[1]>> <<set _goto1 to $args[0]>> <<set _linktext3 to either("Go to sleep.", "Go to bed.", "Get some sleep.")>> <<else>> <<set _goto1 to passage()>> <<set _goto2 to $args[0]>> <<set _linktext3 to either("Continue.", "Continue.", "Moving on.")>> <</if>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _var1 to either(1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6)>> -------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $tracking.pillcount gte 0>><<if $tracking.pills eq 0>> <<if $tracking.daycount eq 8>>Has your mind changed at all about this? Even if it's just for a few days, it would be safe to take one since you'll be stopping soon. <<elseif $tracking.daycount lt 8>>Will you take one of the pills for the first time? <<else>>Will you take a pill for the first time?<</if>> <<elseif $tracking.pills lt 7>>You haven't been mistaken for a guy yet, and taking another pill will help you keep your secret a, well, secret. The effects of the pills are temporary so it's probably fine if you take more. <<elseif $tracking.pills lt 12>>You chest has been looking swollen lately. You haven't been mistaken for a guy yet, and taking another pill will help you keep your secret a, well, secret. The effects of the pills are temporary so it's probably fine if you take more. Still, you're unsettled by the idea that you're growing boobs. <<elseif $tracking.pills lt 18>>You've grown boobs. They're small and would be considered undersized if you were actually a girl. You haven't been mistaken for a guy yet, and taking another pill will help you keep your secret a, well, secret. The effects of the pills are temporary so it's probably fine if you take more. <<elseif $tracking.pills lt 22>>You're alarmed by how much your boobs look like, well, boobs. They're still small, but you've watched pornos with actresses whose tits are just as big as yours are now.<</if>><</if>><><<if $tracking.pillcount>> <</if>><><<if $route.job eq "store" and $tracking.daycount gte 13 and $tracking.pillcount>> <<if $tracking.pillcount gte 21>>You've been hoarding the pills Lyle's given you, but that's got to stop. The stuff he expects in return for them is way more than you're comfortable with. Why do I keep going there if I'm not even taking them? <<elseif $tracking.pillcount gte 15>>You've stocked up a few weeks worth of pills from Lyle. <<if $route.lyle>>But his demands are growing, so maybe you should stop going there. You have enough saved to keep your secret safe, right?<<else>>Considering the price you paid to get them, it seems like a waste to not even take a few. This is about keeping your secret safe, right? Should you grow boobs to save your manhood?<</if>> <<elseif $tracking.pillcount gte 8>>There's got to be ten or so pills in the bottle. Maybe twelve. How big would your chest get from them? <<elseif $tracking.pillcount gte 5>>You think you've got close to a week's worth of pills from Lyle. Why can't I be like a normal person, and get high off what my drug dealer gives me? This sucks. <<elseif $tracking.pillcount gte 4>>You have half a week's worth of pills left from Lyle. <<if $route.lyle>>And then you'll need to get more from him. You're not looking forward to that.<<else>>And then you're out of pills. Hopefully what you have left is enough to keep your secret.<</if>> <<elseif $tracking.pillcount gte 1>><<if $route.lyle>>You'll need to see Lyle soon. You're almost out of pills, there's only <<if $tracking.pillcount gte 2>>a few<<else>>one<</if>> left in the bottle he gave you.<<else>>The pills Lyle gave you are almost gone. You won't be going back to see him, so you just need to hope that what you have is enough.<</if>> <</if>> <<else>> <<if $tracking.pillcount gte 30>> <<if _var gte 5>>The bottle is full. You'd opened it once to look inside, but then quickly shut it again. Otherwise it sits there, waiting for you. <<elseif _var gte 3>>The bottle of pills reminds you of those jars full of candy beans, where people have to guess how many are inside. The winner would get a car or something, and probably the jar to eat, too. Yeah, this kinda looks like that. Except instead of sugar and a car you'll get breasts. I'd rather have the candy. <<else>><<if $route.job eq "store">>Justine's<<elseif $route.job eq "res">>Destiny's<</if>> gift sits nearby. The bottle of pills she'd given you, thinking you were an embarrassed girl with a flat chest. It's still full, and it's almost like a constant reminder of how easily your secret could be exposed. <</if>> <<elseif $tracking.pillcount gte 25>> <<if _var gte 5>>There's still a ton of pills left. You're nowhere close to the cut-off point where you need to be worried about stopping. <<elseif _var gte 3>>It hardly appears like you've taken any of the pills so far. The bottle looks practically full, still. <<else>>Keeping your secret is the still the number one priority, and judging by how full the pill bottle still looks you have a lot of wiggle room to keep taking them before you need to stop. <</if>> <<elseif $tracking.pillcount gte 20>> <<if _var gte 5>>There's a noticeable gap – albeit a small one – in the bottle's number of pills. Most of them are quite clearly still there, however, so you should still be in the safe zone with them. <<elseif _var gte 3>>You look at the pill bottle and struggle to decide if you hate it or not. On the one hand, it helps you keep your secret. On the other hand, your chest is less familiar to with every swallow of one of these tablets. The lesser of two evils, I guess. <<else>>The pill bottle still has a ton of pills left in it. You don't think you're close to the cut-off point, not yet. <</if>> <<elseif $tracking.pillcount gte 15>> <<if _var gte 5>>You aren't sure how many pills are left. There was the night where you dropped a tablet, and then that other time you couldn't remember if you'd taken any or not. You probably still have a lot of time before the effects are no longer temporary. <<elseif _var gte 3>>The bottle is a bit more than halfway full. Still got a few days before I should stop taking these things. <<else>>The bottle is more full than empty, but only by a little. When was the stopping point? Was it halfway, or one third way? <</if>> <<elseif $tracking.pillcount gte 12>> <<if _var gte 5>>The pill bottle is maybe at the halfway point. Yeah, maybe. They never fill those things to the brim, so assuming the starting level was an inch below the top, then you've probably still got, like, a week to keep taking them. <<elseif _var gte 3>>Going by the eye test, there looks to be around a dozen pills left. How many did you start with? Twenty? More? Destiny said there was a month's worth, but which month? February is shorter than January. You shake your head. Whatever, one more pill is probably fine to take. <<else>>You aren't quite sure how many you can take before you should stop. The pill bottle is still, like, halfway full. So you should be good to take another. <</if>> <<elseif $tracking.pillcount gte 8>> <<if _var gte 5>>The pills left take up the bottom third of the otherwise empty bottle. I'm probably almost at the stopping point. One or two more, and then you're definitely done. <<elseif _var gte 3>>There looks to be just under a dozen pills left. The more you think about what Destiny said, the less sense it makes. Stopping at the halfway point? Shouldn't science be a little more exact than that? "Halfway" means different things to different people, after all. Should I take one more and be done? <<else>>Okay, just by going off the eye test there's around ten pills left. So I should stop soon. How many did Destiny say there were? Probably under twenty. <</if>> <<elseif $tracking.pillcount gte 4>> <<if _var gte 4>>There can't be more than half a dozen pills left. Didn't Destiny say she gave you half the prescription, and if you want more to ask her? I think so. It was a while ago. But that just means you won't request more. I'll take however many more I think I need, and then I'll be done. <<else>>There's a handful of pills left in the bottle. The more you think about it, the more confident you are that the pills are safe for you. Destiny said it grows the chest to the size it's meant to be. I'm a dude, so for me that's flat. Obviously your chest will revert once you stop taking them. That means I can take however many I want to. The question is how much bigger do your breasts need to be to help you pass as a girl? <</if>> <<elseif $tracking.pillcount gte 1>> <<if _var gte 4>>You're down to the final <<if $tracking.pillcount gte 2>>few pills<<else>>pill<</if>>. Your chest long ago hit an acceptable size, but you have to admit it's a little fun to watch girls with smaller boobs look at you with jealousy, their men distracted when you walk by. I don't like the attention, of course not, but it's still nice to feel attractive. You've been an air-head about these pills. One fell down the drain, another you lost under the bed. You think you forgot to take them some days. So you'd probably missed more pills than you've swallowed, which means it's totally safe to take these final few. <<else>>The bottle is almost empty. You're worried about what you'll do at that point. How long before your chest goes back to normal? What if it starts happening while you're still masquerading as $name? That would be a disaster! <</if>> <<else>>The bottle is empty. <<if $breastsize gte 21>>You've probably got a day or two before your chest begins to shrink. Before I know it I'll be wearing padded bras again. That sort of sucks. Boobs are like dicks; there's bragging rights if you're above a certain size. It was cool to feel so attractive.<<elseif $breastsize gte 13>>You've probably got a day or two before your chest begins to shrink. That sort of sucks. Boobs are like dicks; there's bragging rights if you're above a certain size. It was cool to feel so attractive.<<elseif $breastsize gte 1>>You've probably got a day or two before your chest begins to change back. That sort of sucks.<<else>>And you didn't even get to take a single pill.<</if>> <</if>> <</if>><><<if $tracking.pillcount>><<if $tracking.pills>> Will you take another pill?<</if>> <<link _linktext1>><<set $tracking.pills += 2>><<set $breastsize += 2>><<set $fem +=2>><<set $tracking.pillcount -= 1>><> <<if $breastsize is 0>><<set _choicetext1 to "is flat when shirtless and not very muscular">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 4>><<set _choicetext1 to "is flat when shirtless">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 7>><<set _choicetext1 to "is looking a little different, you're not sure how else to describe it">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 10>><<set _choicetext1 to "looks the way a girl's would if she were just beginning puberty">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 13>><<set _choicetext1 to "now has visibile, albeit minimal, breasts, probably just enough to fill a training bra">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 17>><<set _choicetext1 to "now has visible, albeit very small, breasts">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 21>><<set _choicetext1 to "now has visible, albeit small, breasts">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 25>><<set _choicetext1 to "has breasts that are just a bit on the small side">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 29>><<set _choicetext1 to "has firm, normal-looking breasts">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 33>><<set _choicetext1 to "has firm, full, normal-looking breasts. If you saw them on someone else you would call them perfect">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 37>><<set _choicetext1 to "has breasts that are starting to get a bit large">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 41>><<set _choicetext1 to "has breasts that are definitely on the larger side">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 45>><<set _choicetext1 to "has quite large breasts">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 49>><<set _choicetext1 to "has breasts like the ones you've seen in porn">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 53>><<set _choicetext1 to "now has more than a handful of breasts, much more">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 57>><<set _choicetext1 to "has a pair of big breasts on it">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 61>><<set _choicetext1 to "has a pair of really big breasts on it">> <<else>><<set _choicetext1 to "has really big breasts">><</if>> <><> <<if $breastsize is 0>><<set _choicetext2 to "You don't see any difference.">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 4>><<set _choicetext2 to "You don't see too much of a difference.">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 6>><<set _choicetext2 to "You aren't sure if it's all in your head or not, so you stop thinking about it.">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 8>><<set _choicetext2 to "You touch your left nipple with a shaking hand. It's incredibly sensitive and you gasp at the sensation. This is temporary, you remind yourself.">> <<elseif $breastsize gte 13 and $breastsize lt 15>><<set _choicetext2 to "For the first time, you have what would clearly be called boobs, even if they are really small.">> <<elseif $breastsize gte 21 and $breastsize lt 23>><<set _choicetext2 to "Your boobs have grown again. Looking at them makes you uneasy. I don't want to grow tits! You remind yourself again why you're doing this.">> <<elseif $breastsize gte 29 and $breastsize lt 31>><<set _choicetext2 to "Your breasts are now the size you always liked the most. You'd give anything to touch these tits if they were on someone else's body.">> <<elseif $breastsize gte 37 and $breastsize lt 39>><<set _choicetext2 to "The boobs on your body look more pert and appealing with every pill. Perhaps this is a good time to stop taking more of them? I'm not halfway yet, there's still time to stop the dosage, you remind yourself.">> <<elseif $breastsize gte 45 and $breastsize lt 47>><<set _choicetext2 to "Your breasts are now objectively perfect, according to every porn site you've ever visited. This does not make you happy.">> <<elseif $breastsize gte 53 and $breastsize lt 55>><<set _choicetext2 to "Your breasts are heavier now, requiring extra support from bras. You don't think you could even manage without wearing a bra, now.">> <<elseif $breastsize gte 61 and $breastsize lt 63>><<set _choicetext2 to "Your tits look huge, especially considering they're "natural" in the sense that they're not implants. They will draw the eye of every straight male in Hope's Point, that's for sure.">> <<else>><<set _choicetext2 to either("You don't think your breasts have grown any since the last time. Or have they?", "Your breasts look like maybe they've grown, just a bit. Or maybe not.", "They've not gotten any bigger, have they? You can't really tell.", "Your breasts are ... wait, that's just you holding your breath. They're probably the same.", "You can't really tell if they're the same or bigger. This would be easier if you had a girl nearby.")>><</if>> <><<replace #choice1>>You take a pill, swallowing it down with water.<</replace>><<replace #choice2>><</replace>><<replace #postchoice>> Afterward you examine your chest to see if there's a change. Your chest _choicetext1. <<ShowImageSet "MC/MirrorMC" 0>> _choicetext2 You decide to focus on something else to keep your mind off of the terrifying orbs that are attached to your body. <<link _linktext3>><<if ndef _goto2>><<goto _goto1>><<else>><<set $control.location to _goto2>><<goto _goto1>><</if>><</link>><</replace>><</link>> <<link _linktext2>><> <<if $breastsize is 0>><<set _choicetext1 to "is flat when shirtless and not very muscular">><<set _choicetext3 to "flat when shirtless and not very muscular">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 4>><<set _choicetext3 to "flat when shirtless">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 7>><<set _choicetext3 to "looking a little different, you're not sure how else to describe it">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 10>><<set _choicetext3 to "looking the way a girl's would if she were just beginning puberty">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 13>><<set _choicetext3 to "looking like you are starting to get breasts">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 17>><<set _choicetext3 to "looking like you have small breasts">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 21>><<set _choicetext3 to "connected to two small breasts">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 25>><<set _choicetext3 to "sporting boobs that are just a bit on the small side">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 29>><<set _choicetext3 to "saddled with firm breasts">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 33>><<set _choicetext3 to "saddled with firm, full breasts">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 37>><<set _choicetext3 to "displaying firm, full, large breasts">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 41>><<set _choicetext3 to "displaying firm, full, large breasts. Most guys would call them perfect">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 45>><<set _choicetext3 to "rocking two full breasts">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 49>><<set _choicetext3 to "showing two full breasts">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 53>><<set _choicetext3 to "connected to two very large breasts">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 57>><<set _choicetext3 to "sporting to two very large breasts">> <<elseif $breastsize lt 61>><<set _choicetext3 to "weighted down by two very large breasts">> <<else>><<set _choicetext3 to "weighed down by a massive pair of breasts">><</if>> <><<replace #choice1>><</replace>><<replace #choice2>>You leave the pills be.<</replace>><<replace #postchoice>> <<ShowImageSet "MC/MirrorMC" 0>> After a quick examination, your chest is still _choicetext3. <<link _linktext3>><<if ndef _goto2>><<goto _goto1>><<else>><<set $control.location to _goto2>><<goto _goto1>><</if>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><> <><<else>><<link _linktext3>><<if ndef _goto2>><<goto _goto1>><<else>><<set $control.location to _goto2>><<goto _goto1>><</if>><</link>><</if>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## AddFem ## Adds to the $fem value. ## Argument is used to set the bonus that is added. ## Lack of argument means the bonus defaults to 1. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget AddFem>><<silently>> <<if def $args[0]>> <<set $fem += $args[0]>> <<else>> <<set $fem += 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## NicknameDanny "arg" ## Changes Danny's name. ## Uses argument to change the $name variable. ## If no argument, changes the $name variable to "Danny" and resets the $legalname variable. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget NicknameDanny>><<silently>> <<if def $args[0]>> <<set $name to $args[0]>> <<else>> <<set $name to "Danny">> <<set $legalname to "">> <</if>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## RenameDanny "arg" ## Changes Danny's legal name. ## Uses argument to change the $legalname variable. ## If no argument, resets the $legalname variable. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget RenameDanny>><<silently>> <<if def $args[0]>> <<set $legalname to $args[0]>> <<else>> <<set $legalname to "">> <</if>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## AddReveal "arg" ## ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget AddReveal>><<silently>> <<if $tracking.reveal[0]>> <<set $tracking.reveal.push($args[0])>> <<else>> <<set $tracking.reveal[0] to $args[0]>> <</if>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## CalculateFemGate ## Does the actual calculations for SetFemGate widget ## Separated from it so that the calculations do not clutter the space, to make it easier to check the values ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget CalculateFemGate>><<silently>> <<set _fem to $fem - $args[0]>> <<set _range to $args[1] - $args[0]>> -------------------------------------------------- <<if _fem gte _range>> <<set _fem to _range>> <<elseif _fem lt 0>> <<set _fem to 0>> <</if>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _femgate to 0>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _fem to _fem * 10>> <<for _fem gte _range>> <<set _femgate += 1000>> <<set _fem -= _range>> <</for>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _fem to _fem * 10>> <<for _fem gte _range>> <<set _femgate += 100>> <<set _fem -= _range>> <</for>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _fem to _fem * 10>> <<for _fem gte _range>> <<set _femgate += 10>> <<set _fem -= _range>> <</for>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _fem to _fem * 10>> <<for _fem gte _range>> <<set _femgate += 1>> <<set _fem -= _range>> <</for>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set $femgate to _femgate / 100>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## ## ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">><<AddFem 4>>When you wake up Monday morning you’re still wearing the yellow princess dress, your blanket pulled up over you to shut out the world. It takes time for you to work up enough courage to get out from underneath the covers of the bed. Once the air touches your skin you suddenly can’t still. You strip, desperate to get the dress away from you. Once it’s off you pick up your phone. You send an email to work, letting them know you’re taking a personal day. You try to keep it polite and professional, with an apology for any inconvenience this gives them. You’d normally feel guilty for bailing on work, but you can’t bear to face the world right now. Not to mention you aren’t really even sure if you still have a job. Did Harry see you? You may be unemployed and not even know it. Even if he didn’t see, enough people in the world did. People know. What will you do? How will you navigate this problem? Things just keep getting worse. You stumble into the bathroom, keeping the lights off. You don’t want to see yourself right now. And the idea of showering in the dark is kind of appealing. [[It fits your mood.|W6M][$control.location to "Morning"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">><<WearOutfit "bath">><<ApplyMakeup "empty">>You take your time, enjoying the feeling of hot water scouring your skin, cleansing it of what happened. If only it were that simple. Your problem is bigger than dirt and sweat, however. You drag the shower on for as long as possible, lost in the luxuriating sensation that reality is outside and can’t bother you. But it comes to an end, as all good showers must. First it’s the heat; eventually the stream is so cold you’re dancing out of it. Next it’s your skin; you prune up and the feeling of your fingers rubbing against one another makes you shudder. Finally, it’s the lingering voice deep inside telling you that you can’t hide in the damn bathroom all day long. By the time you exit what was once a good shower has become instead a rather dissatisfying experience. Your hair wet, you stand still in front of the eWardrobe, unsure what to do. Will you continue on with this charade as if nothing happened? Step back into skirts and dresses? You scowl at the computer. This is all because of this fucking thing. <<if $route.job eq "res" and $flag.unkurt>>Frustrated, [[you go pace through your living room.|W6M][$control.location to "Jumpscare"]]<<else>>[[There’s a knock at the door.|W6M][$control.location to "Morning 2"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jumpscare ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jumpscare">>Your emotions are awhirl. What will you do? How will you deal with this? People saw you naked and exposed. There must be little doubt that you're a boy. Anyone who was there likely knows the truth. Your breathing becomes slightly more panicky. What do I do? What do I do? The problem seems so big. Too big. And the ramifications of it… the sheer scope of this predicament is so large that you have no idea how to go about handling it. Even "predicament" is too soft a word for what you're facing. Crisis? Yeah, crisis is more fitting. Focusing on the semantics is easier than facing the reality of everything. Maybe that's the trick. Put your attention on something else, something more immediate. @@.yellow;"I should go get dressed."@@ It's something to do. One foot in front of the other. Focusing on the next step, rather than the insurmountable, life-ending disaster that looms over you. You head to the eWardrobe to pick something out. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Jumpscare 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jumpscare 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jumpscare 2">>Clothes on, you take a deep breath. Okay. That's one thing down. One "problem" resolved. What next? Your mind strays to the day before, but you pull it back before the memory overtakes you. It's still too daunting to contemplate what happened. So again you settle on a more immediate need. Although you have no appetite, you go into the kitchen to make breakfast. Just think about one thing at a time. Grab bowl, pour cereal, pour milk. Get spoon. Dip spoon, raise to mouth. Chew food. Swallow. Dip spoon. Repeat. You eat mechanically, the motions somehow reassuring. You know exactly what happens next. Dip spoon again. Raise it. Chew food. Swallow. It's a nice mini routine, grounding you in the moment. And then the bowl is empty. What do I do now? Nothing comes to mind. Panic wells up in you. You need something to do, something to focus on. The bowl in your hands is like a physical comfort. You latch on to reassuring weight of it and impulsively clean it. [[The task buys you another thirty seconds of blissful distraction.|W6M][$control.location to "Jumpscare 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jumpscare 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jumpscare 3">>You finish wiping the bowl clean almost immediately, but this time no anxiety claws at you. The bowl gave you an idea of what to do next. You start cleaning the cottage. All of it. You go through the entire little house, cleaning as thoroughly as you did when you first arrived for the summer. More so, even. The bathroom, the bedroom, the living room and kitchen. You practically empty the bottle of Windez scouring everything. You even polish the door of the eWardrobe, despite blaming it entirely for your predicament. You don't stop until it gleams brightly at you, a shiny reminder of the disaster surrounding you. You finish some time after noon. There's nothing left to tidy up. Every corner of the cottage sparkles as if the dwelling were brand new. You need something else. Something to do. To occupy your mind. The idea of television or video games doesn't appeal. Neither does leaving the house. You can only image what would happen if you set foot outside. You'd probably be ambushed by people demanding to know the truth. [[You're still half expecting police to show up at your front door and take you into custody.|W6M][$control.location to "Jumpscare 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jumpscare 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jumpscare 4">>And just like that, the idle fantasy takes over. You can see it now. You'll replace Dante as the town pariah. He'll be old news in the wake of your scandal. Whatever he did with some girl's underwear will be nothing compared to the outrage that will follow you. You just know it. How could it not be? It's not like anything else in this freaking town has gone your way. Will people even wait patiently to hear you out? Will they let you explain what happened, how it was a comedy of errors that made things go this far? Not a damn chance. What will Destiny think? She hates Dante over the rumors of what he did. Will she look at you with the same derision and distaste? She's the closest thing you have to a friend here. Or ever, really. And even that is laughable. <<if $flag.spinlessons>>Other than spin class we <<else>>We<</if>> never hang out outside of work. You hadn't noticed how much you were trembling, just standing there in the cottage. I'm freaking myself out. You have no idea how to occupy your mind. The anxiety is rising more and more, and you can't get your brain to shut off. You stumble in the bedroom and crawl beneath the covers. You pull the pillow over your head and press it against your ears. There isn't any noise to drown out, but that's not really the goal. You want to block out the world. To hide from it. It's small wonder, then, that [[you fall asleep.|W6M][$control.location to "Jumpscare 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jumpscare 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jumpscare 5">><<if $fem gte 680>>You dream of a football arena. It's packed with people. The crowds are so thick that you can't see over them. Not even the field is visible! You're standing in a corridor, hidden in the shadows. The fans are rowdy, drunk from alcohol and loyalty. Every seat has a body in it. Half the people are wearing dark blue, the image of an arrow and the letter B emblazoned on the chest of every jersey. The other half wear light red, the crest a shield with the letter G on it. You look down and yelp, though it's lost in the noise. You're naked! You look around and spot a table. On it are two jerseys. One dark blue, the other light red. Twenty yards away two opposing fans get into an argument. One shoves the other, and then an all out brawl starts. You need to get out of here! But you can't run around naked. You know you should grab one of the jerseys, you need to choose one, but you don't know which. No matter what you choose someone will take issue with it, someone will hate you on sight and make you pay for your decision. But even worse is not choosing at all. Because then inside of picking a side you'll stand out from everyone. You'll be a target for everyone. The fight moves closer and closer to you. You have to grab one of the jerseys and put it on, you know that, but which one? Which one will get you hurt and which one will keep you safe? A body bumps against you, and any moment they'll turn and see you and they'll know you're different and – <<else>>You dream of a wall. A big one. Huge, even. You're on top of it, straddling it like it's a horse. It's so tall you can't even see the bottom. Or maybe it's because there are clouds between you and the ground, blocking it from sight. A harsh wind whips your hair around, buffeting you so hard that you're worried you'll fall off. One of the sides is safe, you know that. At the bottom is safety, wellbeing. But you aren't sure which side that would be. If you choose correctly you know you'll be okay when you land. But the other way is all bad. Something terrible awaits you there. If you choose wrong you'll certainly die. Or worse. Only there's no way to tell which side is correct. And the wind keeps pushing at you. You're worried that at any moment you'll fall and the choice will be made for you. Maybe that would be the best, for something else to take control of your fate. Fear paralyzes you. You can't move. You just want a second for the wind to stop and the clouds to clear so you can think and figure out what you're supposed to do. But the wind only picks up and the clouds thicken and you're going to fall, you know it, what can you do, how can you stop this, you're so terrified you'll choose wrong and you don't know what to do and – <</if>> You wake up, shivering. Your clothes are drenched with sweat, and [[your heart is pounding in your chest.|W6M][$control.location to "Jumpscare 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jumpscare 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jumpscare 6">>Looking outside the window reveals the long shadows of the afternoon sun. There's a certain stillness to the world. Not the kind of stillness caused by anticipation, where you hold your breath and wait for something to happen. This is more restful. More complete. The stillness of holding a baby animal as it sleeps in your arms. The feeling of waking up and realizing you have nowhere to go, that you can sleep in a little longer. The sensation when you settle into the couch with junk food and your favorite movie. Contentment. That's it. Contentment. It's too bad none of that reaches you. Like your cottage is a barrier, the sense of ease stops a few feet short of you. You don't get to participate in the feeling, only observe as it takes over the world. You strip off the wet clothes and go take another long shower. The water is as hot as you can get it. Maybe it will scour away your shame and fear. Maybe it will purify you. It's only when the water loses its warmth that you stop lingering under the stream. You return to the eWardrobe and change into the same outfit you had last time, sans sweat. [[Then you stand there in your clean cottage, with no clue how to occupy yourself.|W6M][$control.location to "Jumpscare 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jumpscare 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jumpscare 7">><<AddFem 3>>You need to think this through. You can't keep mentally running from what happened. With a deep breath, you force yourself to finally contemplate things. You don't let yourself go over what happened. No. Those memories chased you all night long. Instead you think through where to go from here. Nobody has come to your door to arrest you or assault you. If they were going to do that it would have happened by now. Right? So does this mean you're in the clear? Maybe there won't be any fallout over this. Legally, anyways. Maybe nobody cares? Or maybe they didn't get a clear look at your junk? Hope sparks in your chest. That would be the best possible scenario! You can't believe that you're wishing that everyone would still think you're a girl. How strange things are now. A thought occurs to you, and you take a seat at your computer. Some internet sleuthing reveals little until you find some blurry ePhone videos of the fashion show on the town's public social media page. The title of one of the videos is "Fashion FAIL" and it's of you falling. Due to the camera's quality and distance there's no way anything from your downstairs is visible. The video only has a handful of likes and about twice as many comments. You breathe a sigh of relief. People don't know. That's amazing! But then you read the comments. [[The top one is from someone swearing that you're a guy.|W6M][$control.location to "Jumpscare 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jumpscare 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jumpscare 8">>@@.yellow;"Oh no oh no oh no."@@ Your breath hitches in your throat and you feel like you can't breathe. The commenter swears he was in the first row and saw "a frank and beans flop out." He ends it by saying his friend has a video and he'll upload it soon. You scroll further. The next video is one submitted by the user who saw you. Absolute panic washes over you as you hit play. But it eases somewhat as the seconds tick by. The lighting is really poor, and when the fall happens you can't see your dick at all in the video. It's too shadowy. There's a small debate in the comments. Two women are defending you to the uploader, saying he's awful to spread rumors on what must already be an embarrassing day for you. A guy is also chiming in saying he thinks you're gorgeous and the uploader is just jealous that he'll never get a girl as pretty as you are. But someone else backs the uploader's story, insisting they were there and also saw the same thing.<<AddFem 2>> You groan and bury your face in your hands. This is so bad. Well, maybe not bad. [[But it's definitely not good.|W6M][$control.location to "Jumpscare 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jumpscare 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jumpscare 9">>It sounds like some people did see your package, but most everyone else won't believe it. Okay. Good. That's really good. What else? Well, the police haven't arrested you. And Alice hasn't called to fire you. So either the rumors have no traction or no solid proof exists. But what do you do now? The plan was always to stop dressing like a girl and return to being Danny Jones as soon as you possibly could. You even readied a stupid lie about having an identical cousin. That won't work any more. If $name disappears only for Danny to show up people will talk. Especially after this. It will be too obvious. Nobody will believe your lie. They'll know it was the whole time. Which means… Your heart sinks and you groan again. [[It means Danny can't ever come to Hope's Point.|W6M][$control.location to "Jumpscare 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jumpscare 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jumpscare 10">><<AddFem 5>>@@.yellow;"I'm going to have the spend the rest of the summer as a girl."@@ You just don't see any other option. There's no way $name can vanish while a boy who looks just like her appears and starts living in the same cottage. Nobody will believe it, let alone hire you. Especially once the rumors take off. If the townsfolk are half as gossipy as the customers of your restaurant then everyone will figure out the truth in less than a day. You may have gotten away with things after the fashion show, but you'll definitely face fallout if you try to do the gender switcheroo. Okay. Breathe. Come on Danny, you can do this. You give yourself a pep talk. You once marathoned all eight Larry Cotter movies without sleeping. You can do pretty much anything. Right. Sure. You've already spent five weeks pretending to be a girl. What's another six or seven? No big deal. No problem. Not at all. None. You can't even pretend to believe yourself. I'm a shitty motivational speaker. Your eyes flick back to the computer screen. And there's still a problem. Some people out there do know the truth. Right now nobody believes them, but you need to make sure things stay that way. Which means [[you need to give a million reasons for people to think you're a girl and zero reasons for them to think that you're a boy.|W6M][$control.location to "Jumpscare end"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jumpscare end ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jumpscare end">><<AddFem 5>>@@.yellow;"Fuck,"@@ you moan. @@.yellow;"I'm going to have to be even girlier, aren't I?"@@ That means always wearing makeup and acting extra feminine. The works. @@.yellow;"Fuck,"@@ you growl again. @@.yellow;"Fuck!"@@ Despite the shittiness of this new plan to be girly, you do feel a little better now. As terrifying as it is that a few strangers know your secret, it's comforting to know that nobody believes them. Though a part of you rebels over that, too. Why is so far out for people to think you're a boy? It's great that aren't in trouble, but come on. How come everyone finds it so absurd to think you're a guy? Whatever. And at least now you have a new plan with steps to follow. A way to beat this. It reassures you. You go eat a late lunch or early dinner, whatever one might call it. Afterward you retire to your room, bringing your computer with you. You stay in bed, rewatching the Space Battles franchise for the millionth time from the first movie on. If a sand rancher can save the galaxy and overcome the odds, then so can you. Right? It's well past midnight before you finally close your laptop. You don't feel tired at all, but you feel like you should try and get some sleep. It's never that easy, though. Your mind churns nonstop, and another hour passes before [[your eyes finally shut.|W6T]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning 2">><<AddFem 4>>@@.yellow;"One second,"@@ you call out, panicky. What if that’s the police? They might be here to ask you questions. Clad only in your towel, you hurriedly scan the apartment and make a quick decision. For now you have to keep pretending to be a girl. If there’s been a miracle and people don’t know then you’d be foolish to give your secret away now. And if people did see you, well, maybe you can lie. Call it fake news. Not seeing any other alternative, you steel yourself. You have to pull this off. You rush into the bedroom and kick an old Astoria book under the mattress frame. On the inside it says, PROPERTY OF DANNY JONES, back when you still wrote in books. <<if $tracking.pillcount>><<set $tracking.pillcount to 0>>The pill bottle catches your attention next. Shit! Why would a real girl need to grow boobs? Using illegal drugs? You gulp and knock them into the trashcan. Not like you want to be using them. You’ll just have to hope your chest is passable enough as is. <<if $breastsize gte 13>>It certainly feels <<if $breastsize gte 17>>big enough to belong<<else>>like it belongs<</if>> to a real girl.<</if>><</if>> You continue to straighten up, all the while the knocking grows louder. Anything that could give you away is thrown away or hidden. You even quickly clear your browser history, as you’ve done a lot of searches on basic female things, like "what is a camisole?" The knocking increases. Well, the cottage looks ready enough. You nervously [[open the door.|W6M][$control.location to "Morning 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning 3">><<if $route.job eq "res">>The man at the door is a stranger. He has a tuxedo on, along with white gloves. He’s older, with a well-groomed goatee. As you stare at him you feel that he looks somewhat familiar, but you can’t place where. Behind him is a limousine. Someone came to see me in a limo? You’re no stranger to them; you’ve been in plenty with your parents, after all. But you haven’t seen them around town, with the exception of – your eyes widen. @@.green;"If it pleases you,"@@ the Baker’s butler bows. You can see the profile of someone in the back. You’re still only wearing a towel, hiked around your chest like you’re a girl. Kurt wants to talk to you? Why? Maybe he heard about the modeling show. Or worse, maybe he was there. Well, whatever the reason is you can’t talk to him with only a towel on. @@.yellow;"One second? I was in the shower."@@ He nods. You run to the eWardrobe. [[What will you wear?|W6M][$control.location to "Getting ready"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $route.lyle>>The man at the door is a Sail, one you don’t recognize. He’s older than the ones who usually hang around with Lyle. A black bandana hides his hair from you, likewise with his eyes from a pair of black sunglasses. His grizzled face is unshaven with a week’s worth of growth. He wears a dark t-shirt, the signature black vest of the Sails, and faded blue jeans. @@.green;"Let’s go, boss wants a word."@@ You’re still only wearing a towel, hiked around your chest like you’re a girl. Lyle wants to see you? You try not to panic. What could he want? Not seeing any choice, you nod. @@.yellow;"Give me a minute, I was in the shower."@@ You run to the eWardrobe. [[What will you wear?|W6M][$control.location to "Getting ready"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $route.job eq "store">>@@.justine;"Finally. You ditch work and don’t answer your cell, I was worried."@@ Justine strolls past you into the cottage. @@.yellow;"Aren’t you supposed to be at work?"@@ You’re still only wearing a towel, hiked around your chest like you’re a girl. @@.justine;"I was, waiting for you. I got worried when you didn’t show. It took a few hours but I had someone come in to take over."@@ She turns to look at you, frowning. She’s wearing a simple white top and denim cut-offs. @@.justine;"I heard about the show."@@ You bow your head. [[This is it.|W6M][$control.location to "Justine"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine">><<AddFem 2>>This is where she asks you to prove it. Where she demands to know if you’ve been lying to her. What will you say? You bury your face in your hands. It’s barely been a month, but in many ways Justine is easily the best friend you’ve ever had. And you know you’re going to lose her. @@.justine;"Sweetie,"@@ she says gently, taking your hands in hers and forcing you to meet your eyes, @@.justine;"I know you’re embarrassed and upset, but this isn’t the end of the world. All you did was fall."@@ You blink. Wait, what? She thinks you’re embarrassed about falling? Does that mean nobody saw your dick, or does that mean she just doesn’t know about it, yet? @@.justine;"As soon as I heard you’d fallen I knew you’d be hiding in here all upset. Calling out of work just kind of proves it."@@ She sits down on your couch and gives you a sympathetic look. In a way she knows me really well, and in another way she doesn’t at all, you note. @@.yellow;"Yeah."@@ You sit down on the couch’s arm, feeling anxious and vulnerable. All you have on is a towel. What if she did hear about the other thing? Justine might reach over and yank the cloth off you to see for yourself. You gulp and hold it a little tighter against your body. @@.justine;"Hey, it’s okay. It’s really not a big deal."@@ She pats your knee sympathetically. @@.justine;"Did you even want to be a model in the runway show?"@@ You empathetically shake your head no, making Justine bark out a laugh. @@.justine;"I knew it. Fuckin’ Carter,@@" [[she mutters.|W6M][$control.location to "Justine 2"]] <<if $flag.miserybooth>>@@.justine;"But you did kind of have it coming after laughing at me."@@ You glower at her, and she laughs again.<<else>>You blink, not really understanding the refeference.<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 2">>@@.justine;"Why don’t you go get dressed, and then I’m going to cheer you up."@@ You sigh miserably. @@.yellow;"How?"@@ You don’t think you can handle one of Justine’s adventures right now. She grins and reaches into her bag, pulling out a handle of vodka and a still-frosted carton of ice cream. You’re impressed it didn’t melt; it’s not a hot summer, but it’s summer nonetheless. @@.justine;"First, you’re going to put on clothes. Not because I don’t love you naked,"@@ she says with a twinkle in her eye, @@.justine;"but because you look like a scared rabbit when you’re not wearing at least four layers. Then we’re going to get drunk and eat ice cream while we watch one of your stupid shows."@@ Your face lights up. @@.yellow;"Really? Any show."@@ She sighs in mock disgust. @@.justine;"Yes. Any one. Only because you’re emotionally fragile right now, though."@@ Her tone turns casual. @@.yellow;"So, you know, if you wanted to put on The Tech Group, I wouldn’t try to stop you."@@ She nonchalantly crosses her legs and pretends to be checking her fingernails for scuff marks. You have to fight back a grin. The Tech Group was a British show you’d sometimes put on during the hours of waiting you’d do while Justine picked out makeup or clothes. It’s a character comedy about a boss who pretends she’s a computer expert in order to get a cushy job, and the two misanthropic employees she manages. Justine would always complain about it, but you’d sometimes catch her watching out of the corner of her eye and smiling. You’d suspected she was enjoying it, but she always firmly denied it. @@.yellow;"Okay, be right back."@@ [[You head to the eWardrobe to get changed.|W6M][$control.location to "Getting ready"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Getting ready ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Getting ready">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<if $route.job eq "res">> ║ │ <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Lisa">> ║ │ <<elseif $route.lyle>> ║ │ <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Sails">> ║ │ <<else>> ║ │ <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Justine 3">> ║ │ <</if>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>You won't have time to change, so whatever you put on first will have to be good. <<set $eWardrobe.mode to "rush">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "workout"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 3">>You feel more comfortable now than you did in your work clothes, but is this really what you want to wear for the evening? You quickly decide that yes, it is. When you return Justine has the carton open and two spoons already stuck inside. Her shoes are off and the vodka is being judiciously poured into mugs. She’s also set out your orange juice and the kewl-aid powder you sometimes mix into water. @@.yellow;"Want me to get us some bowls for the ice cream?"@@ She blinks. @@.justine;"What do we need those for,"@@ she asks, confused. You chuckle and shake your head. @@.yellow;"Never mind."@@ You sit and open up your laptop. @@.yellow;"Did you seriously already start eating it?"@@ @@.justine;"Shut up, I’m comforting you."@@ <<if $fem gte 530>>@@.yellow;"This bitch,"@@ you tease in a pretend-sigh, @@.yellow;"I bike around all day and gain a pound if I breathe, you eat whatever you want and always look perfect."@@ She snorts. @@.justine;"You sure you don’t got that backwards? I’ve seen you eat more candy than anyone but my kid cousin on Halloween. I swear, you have the metabolism of a teenage boy."@@<<else>>@@.yellow;"Is that what you’re doing,"@@ you comment wryly. @@.yellow;"It looks like you’re eating some of my share."@@ @@.justine;"I’m helping you,"@@ she says around a mouthful of ice cream. @@.justine;"It’s logic. Or like, math. If you eat this you’ll get fat. So I’ll eat it and I’ll get fat."@@ @@.yellow;"How does you being fat help me?"@@ @@.justine;"You’ll be all skinny and sexy, and all the boys will want to get into your panties."@@<</if>> You flinch, her comment reminding you of what happened the before. Your penis flopping out of your panties, instantly telling the world that you’re a boy and not a girl. [[What a nightmare.|W6M][$control.location to "Justine 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 4">>@@.justine;"What’s wrong? Oh shit, I didn’t mean it that way, $name."@@ She frowns. @@.justine;"Wait, so that means you heard?"@@ You look over at her? @@.yellow;"Heard what?"@@ She winces, realizing what she said. @@.yellow;"Heard what, Justine?"@@ She sighs and then shrugs like it’s no big deal. @@.justine;"Some fuckin’ jerks are just being mean,"@@ she says nonchalantly, @@.justine;"and spreadin’ a rumor around that,"@@ she pauses to take a bite of ice cream. You wait, stone-faced, staring at her. She swallows, taking her time to clear her throat and set the spoon back. Finally, she sighs and gives up. @@.justine;"Some folks are sayin’ that when you fell down, you had a penis. They saw it. It fell out, or something."@@ Your face, already pale, gets more so with every sentence your friend speaks. @@.justine;"Did you already know?"@@ She watches your face carefully. You nod. @@.yellow;"Yeah,"@@ you think quickly, @@.yellow;"I heard someone shout it when I left."@@ She frowns. @@.justine;"Oh."@@ She picks her spoon up, but then puts it back down. @@.justine;"Don’t worry, I told everyone the stupid rumor isn’t true. And I told them off for repeatin’ it. I’ve spent more time with you than anyone, I think I’d know if you had a dick instead of a clit."@@ She nudges you with her elbow, trying to get a smile out of you. You try to give her what she wants, but [[your heart just isn’t in it.|W6M][$control.location to "Justine 5"]] @@.yellow;"What did you tell them?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 5">><<AddFem 10>>@@.justine;"The truth."@@ She doesn’t add a "duh," but it’s there in her voice. @@.justine;"That you’ve got a cute little pussy."@@ She says the last three words in a baby voice and points at your groin. You squirm, embarrassed. @@.yellow;"But you haven’t seen it."@@ You’re not sure why you’re pointing that out. In hindsight, you shouldn’t have. You just can’t believe that the idea of you having a penis is so outrageous to her that she won’t even consider it. You’re actually a little hurt by it. @@.justine;"$name, I’ve seen you in lingerie,"@@ she reminds you. @@.justine;"If you had a cock I would have noticed."@@ She makes it sound insignificant? Or non-existent. You think back. All those times Justine had almost seen you nude you’d made sure to cover your crotch. She always made comments about you being modest, so you never worried about rousing her suspicion. Is it possible that she doesn’t actually remember how you’ve always hidden it? Half the time she’s there she’s drunk. Maybe she thinks she did see you naked, and just believes the false memory? @@.justine;"Listen, honey,"@@ she interrupts your frantic attempts to reconcile what’s going on, @@.justine;"it’s a stupid nasty rumor. It’ll be over soon."@@ She rubs your back comfortingly. You let her rock you gently before [[you hit play on the laptop.|W6M][$control.location to "Justine 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 6">><<AddBreath_Medium "pizza">>She hangs out at the cottage for the rest of the day, binging the show with you. She even offers to pay for dinner. @@.justine;"I’ll order pizza, but you have to come to work tomorrow, okay? No more hiding."@@ <<if $fem lt 530>>@@.yellow;"Okay,"@@ you nod.<<else>>@@.yellow;"Fine,"@@ you say in mock annoyance.<</if>>. @@.justine;"That’s my girl,"@@ she smiles. You try not to wince. She’s been calling you "girl" all day, way more than usual. You think it’s just the Justine way of saying don’t believe the rumors, but it just reminds you of two terrible truths: you’re still stuck pretending to be a girl, and the world might know about it. Great. @@.justine;"Put the next one on,"@@ she yawns to you several hours later. @@.yellow;"There isn’t one. That’s the end."@@ @@.justine;"Of the show? What the hell? Really?"@@ You nod. @@.justine;"That’s stupid,"@@ she says a touch heatedly. @@.justine;"They can’t just end a show like that."@@ @@.yellow;"They did,"@@ you tease, @@.yellow;"maybe you should write them and say how upset you are."@@ [[She offers you a glare.|W6M][$control.location to "Justine 7"]] @@.justine;"Well your sass is coming back, so I guess that means you’re feeling better."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 7">><<AddFem 2>>You have to laugh at that. @@.yellow;"Thank you for coming to cheer me up."@@ She makes one of those girly awww sounds that you’ve <<if $fem gte 532>>embarrassingly caught yourself doing before<<else>>not yet been able to replicate<</if>>, and leans in to hug you. @@.justine;"I got your back, girl."@@ You say bye, and wish her a good night. Back in the living room you clean up for a bit, throwing out the now empty ice cream carton and washing the spoons and mugs. No cops had shown up at your house today. You hadn’t been arrested. So far as you know, this might actually blow over. And that means you need to act like nothing’s wrong. You’ve come to a decision. You need to double down on this. Now, more than ever, people need to be convinced that you’re a real girl. How does that make you feel? [[Terrified. You aren’t up to this.|W6M][$control.location to "Justine 8"; $temp.switch1 to false]]<<if $fem gte 530>> [[Maybe excited? It’s a weird blend of feelings.|W6M][$control.location to "Justine 8"; $temp.switch1 to true]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 8">><<if $temp.switch1>><<AddFem 6>>You’re not quite aroused. Or at least, you don’t think you are. But there’s a tingle. You imagine wearing a thong all the time, feeling the touch of hands sliding across your nipples, reaching up inside your vag – Hey now, you jerk your eyes open. That’s the problem with doing this. It feels good and bad all at once. You bite your lip. Why is my breathing so heavy? You don’t like what’s happening to you. Or do you?<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>I’m playing with fire. But you don’t see any other way out. Much to your chagrin, you need to try harder than ever to pass as a girl. I’ve been fighting it this entire time, and now I have to do the opposite, you can’t help but sink into self-pity for a minute. It looks like you’ve lost the luxury of trying to be a tomboy.<</if>> You decide the best thing to do right now is to head to bed. The things running through your mind are too exhausting to deal with. But that brings you to a new problem, one you haven’t wanted to think about. Sleep. Up until now you’ve been sleeping in the nude. But that was probably a bad idea. Jake had gotten into your cottage easily enough. And with rumors about your gender floating around maybe you shouldn’t be rocking out with your dong out. Reluctantly, [[you decide to go see what options you’ve got for nightwear in the eWardrobe.|W6M][$control.location to "Sleepwear"]] Nobody is around, so you can try everything on if you wish to.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sleepwear ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sleepwear">><<set $eWardrobe.link to "Sleepwear 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["sleepwear"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sleepwear 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sleepwear 2">>You check your appearance. You feel like this could work! Thank goodness Sasha had something decent. [[Wear this and go to bed.|W6T]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails">>Now wearing clothes, you head back outside without checking yourself in the mirror. You know your hair is still wet, your face lacking in makeup. Maybe that’s for the best, though. But wait, didn’t you decide to double down on being a girl? Worry grips you. What should you do? What will get you out of this mess? The man sighs. @@.green;"Finally."@@ Tiger is behind him, hands folded over his waist like a silent bodyguard. Or maybe enforcer. @@.green;"Let’s go."@@ The Sail in front of you gestures toward where a pickup truck sits outside. Behind it is a motorcycle. You gulp nervously. @@.yellow;"Where are we going?"@@ The older fellow regards you dispassionately. @@.green;"To the boss."@@ Lyle wants to see me. You’d suspected that, but now it’s confirmed. That isn’t good. He sent two henchmen to pick me up. That’s worse. You don’t see what choice you have. [[You get into the truck with the strange Sail|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 2"]] while Tiger follows on the motorcycle.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 2">>When the older man starts the vehicle the radio comes alive with it. It’s an old country song. The Sail drives in silence, letting the truck’s poor suspension and the twang of a drunk cowboy missing his girl serve as the only soundtrack to the drive. With every pothole the automobile hits you bounce in your seat, knocking against the metal frame at one point and hitting your eyebrow hard enough to leave a bruise. The truck doesn’t even have seatbelts. You would still take that every time over facing Lyle. When the truck gets to the train tracks something curious happens. Instead of going over them and to the Sails’ clubhouse, the truck turns left and drives parallel to the tracks. @@.yellow;"Where are we going,"@@ you start to ask, but then the worst comes to mind. Are they taking you somewhere to kill you? Is this an execution? You glance to the driver. Then that makes him the one holding the axe, or the one delivering you to it. Would Lyle really kill you over finding out your secret? You shiver. Everything that you know about him says he would. The older Sail doesn’t answer, and [[you don’t ask again.|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 3">>After a short stretch of road the truck pulls into a parking lot. You’re outside of a tiny strip of three buildings. @@.green;"Out."@@ The older fellow steps out of the truck’s cab, and you follow. Tiger pulls up in the next parking space over, his bike still humming. He dismounts and follows the other man, beckoning for you to do the same. They walk past the first building door, which you see is the office of an accountant. They walk past the second, a small realty office. They stop at the third. The sign declares it the HOGWASH LAUNDROMAT, with a witch on a broom cackling evilly underneath. The unknown Sail opens the door and beckons for you to go inside. There’s an old woman yanking a shirt out of a dryer. Other than that there isn’t another soul there but for you and her. Where’s Lyle? @@.green;"Move,"@@ the older Sail barks behind you. You flinch and jump to one side. He nods his head at the old woman and then walks toward the back of the room. You assume you’re supposed to follow him. When you look back Tiger has taken a seat by a table covered with magazines. One is already open in his hands. Didn’t think he was an avid golfer. You wish you could be the one reading the magazine, instead of walking into whatever nightmare you were about to walk into. The truck driver leads you to a wooden door. @@.green;"She’s in there waiting for you."@@ He leans against the wall and blows against his fingernails. The message is clear. You’re going in alone. You open the door and in that instant his comment clicks into place. She’s waiting for you? Then Lyle didn’t summon you here? [[If he didn't, then who did?|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 4">>The back room is fairly large, with more space than you would have expected. There’s a broken washing machine in one corner, a computer and desk in another, and two squat lunch tables in the center that have been shoved together. Both of the room’s occupants sit around the tables, with one free chair remaining just in front of you. The man is short and thickset, with hair on the sides of his head but nothing up top. He has a white doctor’s coat on and looks extraordinarily unhappy to be there. The woman looks familiar. She’s in her late forties, perhaps early fifties. She has dark hair that’s been recently styled. Her white top strains against a large chest. You feel like you’ve seen her before, but can’t recall when. <<ShowImage "janet-intro" 610>> @@.janet;"She made it,"@@ the woman sneers. <<if $fem gte 520>><<AddFem 4>>@@.janet;"So this is the little piece that got Lyle into trouble."@@ She looks at the doctor. @@.janet;"They make boys look pretty these days, don’t they?"@@<<else>><<AddFem 2>>@@.janet;"Hell, that’s what Lyle’s been tapping?"@@ She looks at the doctor. @@.janet;"She doesn’t even look like a real woman."@@<</if>> Your face flushes at her comment. Did Lyle tell her about the fashion show? You look around, but it’s obvious Lyle isn’t in the room. Confused, you stand there, unsure what to do. @@.janet;"Have a seat,"@@ the woman gestures to the empty chair. @@.janet;"Let’s talk, girl."@@ For a half second you consider going back out the way you came. But you don’t think the Sails will be too keen on giving you a ride home. More likely they’d force you to sit down. Reluctantly, [[you get into the chair.|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 5"]] @@.yellow;"Who are you?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 5">>The woman snorts. @@.janet;"Who am I?"@@ She leans forward, her eyes glittering dangerously. @@.janet;"I’m your worst fucking nightmare, little girl. I call the shots. I’m the one who runs this shit. I’m the head bitch in charge."@@ She taps her fingernails rhythmically against the table, her long fake nails creating a tempo of urgency and impatience. The leader of the Sails is a woman? She looks like she’s from of those I’m a Pregnant Teenager shows, where her kid got knocked up by another kid and now she’s going to be a grandma. Baffled, you try not to upset her further. @@.yellow;"I thought Lyle was in charge?"@@ At that the woman erupts in laughter, going so far as to brush away faux tears from her heavily made-up eyes. @@.janet;"Oh, that’s adorable. No, dear, he isn’t in charge."@@ You frown. Every time you’ve seen him he’s been barking out orders. The other Sails obey him, seemingly all the time. What’s going on? @@.janet;"Lyle is still being groomed to take over the family business. He’s not ready to run things just yet."@@ @@.yellow;"Family business?"@@ When she says "family," does she mean the mafia? [[What the fuck is going on?|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 6">><<AddFem 6>>@@.janet;"Of course. Every one in this crew is part of our family. And some day Lyle will be their leader. But not today."@@ Her voice drops low, and her dangerous eyes see right through you. @@.janet;"Is that why you dropped your panties for him? Because you thought he was in charge?"@@ She smirks. @@.janet;"Did finding out you’ve been fucking the third man on the totem pole dry your little slit up?"@@ She laughs at you your discomfort. @@.janet;"What am I saying,"@@ she snorts. @@.janet;"You’d need a slit first, right?"@@ She studies your face as you react to her words. @@.janet;"It’s true, then. You’re a little girl with a little willy."@@ Your face red, you stare at the table, unwilling to give her the eye contact she wants. @@.janet;"Don’t be shy. Half the town saw your junk fall out of your dress, dear. Everyone is talking about it."@@ She chuckles. @@.janet;"And it’s causing my family some problems. So, since you’re the little tart who caused the problems, you’re going to help solve them."@@ Confused, you look toward the man, who has been studiously rereading the label on a carton of coffee creamer ever since you came in the door. Seeing no help there, [[you reluctantly turn back to the woman.|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 7"]] @@.yellow;"What do you mean?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 7">>@@.janet;"Lyle,"@@ she says as she rises out of her chair, @@.janet;"has a reputation for being tough. Mean. A nasty sunnabitch."@@ She crosses to the wall and examines a picture frame. @@.janet;"People fear him. Which is good, they need to fear him. And they should."@@ She takes the frame off the wall and holds it in her hands, examining the photo inside. @@.janet;"The strongest leaders are those who know how to inspire fear."@@ She comes back to her seat, returning with the frame. She sets it down in front of you, and for the first time you’re able to make out the picture inside. It’s a family of four. All three males in the picture share Lyle’s features. The oldest one, a man in his forties, has the hard gaze of a person who doesn’t acknowledge limits or boundaries. Then there’s a teenage boy. He’s trying hard to pose the same way his dad is. His hair is light like his fathers. The youngest boy, who couldn’t be more than ten years old, has dark hair like the fourth person in the picture, the only woman. He’s smiling wide, a tooth missing near the front. It’s hard to imagine that in the span of a decade or so this boy would become Lyle. But you can tell that it’s him as a child. You look at the only non-male in the picture. The woman in the picture has hair that’s dark like the youngest boy’s. A few less wrinkles in the photograph than there are now. Her chest isn’t as large as the one sitting across form you; maybe she had a surgery in between now and then. @@.yellow;"He’s your son,"@@ [[you choke out the words.|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 8">><<AddFem 4>>Lyle’s mother kept her eyes on your face the whole you were examining the picture. You don’t think you can keep anything from her. @@.janet;"Ding, ding, ding,"@@ she mocks you. @@.janet;"We have a winner."@@ @@.yellow;"Then that means that,"@@ you pause. You aren’t sure where to go with this information. You connected the dots, but what does this have to do with you? Why should Lyle’s mother care about you? @@.janet;"That means that you,"@@ she continues the sentence for you, @@.janet;"a boy, dressed up like a girl and seduced my son."@@ Her voice takes on an acidic quality. @@.janet;"It’s every mother’s dream to find out their child has been tricked by a perverted slut."@@ Your face flushes again. @@.yellow;"I’m not a perverted slut!"@@ Much to your chagrin, your voice cracks on the last word. @@.yellow;"I didn’t mean for any of this to happen."@@ Your shoulders slump. @@.yellow;"I needed to pass as a girl and he had pills that would help, but he wouldn’t give them to me unless I did things with him and –"@@ @@.janet;"Hey, toots,"@@ [[she impatiently interrupts you|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 9"]], @@.janet;"I don’t care."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 9">><<AddFem 6>>Lyle’s mother glowers at you. @@.janet;"You’re still packin’ in your panties, and my son is going to be a fucking joke once people find out."@@ She takes a deep breath. @@.janet;"Either people will think he likes girly boys, or people will think he can get tricked by any trap in a skirt. Neither of those is good for the future leader of a gang."@@ She scoffs. @@.janet;"How is he going to command respect or instill fear? Huh? What’s he going to do when another outfit tries to move in on our territory? When they bring it up to mock him? He can’t shoot every asshole in the head."@@ She stops talking and studies you, waiting. You get the feeling that you’re supposed to say something. @@.yellow;"I’m sorry?"@@ @@.janet;"Sorry ain’t good enough."@@ You gulp. @@.yellow;"What do you want from me?"@@ She smiles. @@.janet;"We’re getting to that, darlin’. But I’m glad to see you understand what’s going on here. See, you fucked with my family. With my baby boy. And we’ve got some problems because of that. So you will solve them."@@ It comes out as a promise. @@.janet;"I figure what’ll happen is we’ll take a two-pronged approach. Do you know what that means? It means we tackle this from two sides. First,"@@ she holds up her index finger, where a flashy ring with a large diamond sits right on her knuckle. @@.janet;"We deny. You aren’t a boy. You don’t have balls. Never was a boy, never will be. You’re all girl, through and through. Wouldn’t have it any other way."@@ She smirks. @@.janet;"I mean, look at you. Nobody will doubt that.@@ <<if $fem gte 536>>@@.janet;You look like any other bimbo around.@@<<else>>@@.janet;You sure don’t look tough or manly to me.@@<</if>> @@.janet;"And that’s our defense. We tell people you got a dirty gash just like every other groupie slut who comes knockin’ for some Sail cock."@@ @@.yellow;"Okay,"@@ you whisper. Her words burn your ego, but her plan is essentially to lie. Which is what you’ve already been doing. Only now someone will be helping you. It’s not the ally you would have liked to have had, especially since Lyle’s mom seems even worse than him, but [[with her help you might just get away with this.|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 10">><<set $fem +=4>>But still, agreeing to convince people you’re a groupie slut? You’ve never felt less like a man than in this moment. The humiliation of it is like a new weight on your shoulders. She holds up her second finger, making a V shape with the two digits. @@.janet;"Second, we get in front of this. Before anyone can talk we convince them of just how much of a girl you are."@@ You frown. @@.yellow;"Um. Okay. How do we do that?"@@ She smiles coldly, yet you can tell she’s pleased with your question. It takes you a moment to realize that you’re deferring to whatever plan she has. I’m still in control, you try to tell yourself. <<if $fem gte 530>>If only you believed<<else>>You force yourself to believe<</if>> it. @@.janet;"Doctor Murphy."@@ Although she said it softly enough, the silent man startles as if it were a command. @@.otherblue;"Yes?"@@ His reply is a shade too quick; you realize he is as uncomfortable as you are. @@.janet;"Tell her."@@ He nods and swallows nervously. @@.otherblue;"First, just to be clear, I have not been listening whatsoever. I am unaware of the conversation up to this point."@@ He looks at you, but not in the eye. His gaze settles past you, over your shoulder. @@.otherblue;"I am going to have this conversation under the belief that there is no coercion taking place, and everything is aligned with what you, the patient, want."@@ @@.janet;"Get to the fucking point,"@@ [[the woman barks.|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 11"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 11">><<AddFem 4>>@@.yellow;"Patient?"@@ That word stuck out to you over everything else. He stares at the woman, nodding quickly again. @@.otherblue;"Of course, sorry. Yes. So it’s a simple procedure, all told. Stem cell research – "@@ he says the last word like "ruh-SERCH" instead of "REE-serch" – @@.otherblue;"has made huge strides forward, although it remains a hot button issue, politically. It’s a shame. 3D printing and stem cells could save a lot of lives together, and quite cheaply after an initial large stimulus. However, green health, as it was called, has become the new green energy. Ignored and even regulated against, while more archaic methods are allowed to better favor the healthcare industry, as well as the vocal religious minority –"@@ @@.janet;"For fuck’s sake, do you know what "get to the point" means?"@@ She sighs in disgust. @@.janet;"I’m surrounded by idiots."@@ She shakes her head and addresses you next. @@.janet;"We’re going to give you a pussy."@@ @@.yellow;"What?"@@ The words sputter out of your mouth. They want to give me a... you can’t bring yourself to even think the word. Not when it’s in relation to you and your crotch. She sighs and waves at Dr. Murphy. @@.janet;"Explain it to her, doc."@@ @@.otherblue;"In fact, it’s a simple procedure,"@@ [[he says again.|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 12"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 12">>@@.yellow;"I don’t want to do this,"@@ you viciously shake your head back and forth. Your heart threatens to pound its way out of your chest. Procedure? Patient? Pussy? None of that alliteration sounds good when it’s in relation to you. @@.janet;"You don’t have a choice."@@ Her voice is low, threatening. Her eyes shoot daggers. @@.otherblue;"It’s a temporary procedure,"@@ the doctor reassures you. The woman sits back in her chair and crosses her arms with a harrumph. @@.yellow;"It’s temporary?"@@ How in the hell would that work? He nods. @@.otherblue;"Yes. Your male genitalia will still be inside of you, but suspended, as if the entire male apparatus had done a reverse-puberty. The only invasive aspect will be the initial move of said genitalia, as well as some adjusted nerve connections."@@ You look from him to the woman, then back. You’re waiting for the inevitable "but" to come out. @@.yellow;"How is that possible?"@@ You’re not sure you believe it. @@.yellow;"I mean, if it were that easy to do wouldn’t it be on the news? Wouldn't people be talking about it?"@@ @@.otherblue;"I cannot comment on what the media chooses to discuss,"@@ the doctor shrugs. @@.otherblue;"But as to your other questions, typically when someone wants to transition they wish to do so permanently. For a procedure this expensive, having the results only last for a year makes it highly unmarketable."@@ @@.yellow;"A year?"@@ [[It comes out like a shriek.|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 13"]] @@.yellow;"I can’t do – I mean – for a year?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 13 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 13">><<AddFem 4>>@@.otherblue;"At the most,"@@ he says quickly, before the woman can act on the angry glint that started flickering in her eyes the moment you’d had your outburst. @@.otherblue;"A year at the most. It’s theoretically possible for it be longer, but none of the test subjects managed that before trials were pulled."@@ His own train of thought distracts him. @@.otherblue;"An expensive, non-permanent procedure that requires follow-up surgery and violates ethics guidelines is not popular in the market."@@ So this is some dark science shit, you gulp nervously. @@.yellow;"What happens if there is no follow-up surgery?"@@ @@.otherblue;"No idea,"@@ he shrugged. @@.otherblue;"The new anatomy never took flawlessly to the host body, so once tissue degradation became a factor the operations were always undone."@@ @@.yellow;"And there are no side-effects afterward?"@@ You still don’t like this idea. But Lyle’s mother is still glaring at your murderously. Do you have a choice here? Still, asking questions like you’re going along with it makes you want to hang your head in shame. He licks his lips nervously. @@.otherblue;"Correct. It’s safe, and temporary."@@ @@.janet;"Not because I care what you end up as, honey."@@ She shrugs and takes out a cigarette. @@.janet;"You could want to keep your new pussy and I still wouldn’t give a shit, you’re going to do the temporary one either way."@@ She lights her cigarette and inhales. @@.janet;"This shit is fucking expensive, the permanent options are just even more fucking expensive. Not to mention they'd take too damn long."@@ @@.otherblue;"You’ll be able to urinate, of course. And your new equipment will look perfectly normal. It will be functional, ah, sexually,"@@ he coughs and [[you struggle not to scream at what that implies.|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 14"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 14 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 14">><<AddFem 4>>Not a chance you’ll do anything sexual. Sure, Lyle has done… things… to you. With you. To you? But you will not do that. Never. @@.yellow;"So then what? What happens after the operation?"@@ The last word tastes awful as it leaves your lips. Lyle’s mother answers you. @@.janet;"Then we just erase any doubt about your womanhood."@@ You’re afraid you won’t like the answer. @@.yellow;"How?"@@ Her eyes glitter and she blows cigarette smoke your way. @@.janet;"By fucking someone."@@ @@.yellow;"What?"@@ Your resolve that it would never happen, so strong a moment ago, crumbles. No, anything but that. @@.janet;"The only way people can know you have a pussy is if they see it. So you’ll fuck someone and get caught. The whole club will see your slit. I just need to decide who."@@ You shake your head @@.yellow;"I can’t."@@ No. No way. [[You just can’t do that.|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 15"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 15 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 15">><<AddFem 6>>@@.janet;"Oh please,"@@ she laughs. @@.janet;"You’ve sucked my son off. You’ve had at least one dick up your ass. This is where you draw the line?"@@ She snorts. @@.janet;"You’ve done all that. Ride one more cock and you’re home free."@@ She leans in, her tone more cajoling now. @@.janet;"Come on, honey. Just fuck one more guy and you’re done. That’s it,"@@ she says encouragingly. @@.janet;"Nothing you haven’t really done already. And then the problem is solved."@@ She snaps her fingers on her free hand. @@.janet;"Just like that."@@ Your resistannce sways. She has a point. You have done so much already. What’s one more penis? You shudder, unwilling to believe that this is your reality. Your face burns red. You stare down at your hands, too ashamed to raise your head. @@.yellow;"And after that?"@@ @@.janet;"You’re free to go back to who you were. Doctor Murphy can do the second operation; you’ll be a boy again. Or a boy-girl, whatever the hell you want to be, honey. Maybe you’ll want to stay as a girl,"@@ she adds suggestively. When you squirm she laughs. She ashes her cigarette and continues to watch you with a thoughtful expression. <<if $fem gte 550>>@@.janet;"You’re pretty enough you could do some work for the family."@@ You’re pretty sure there’s only one type of "work" she’d have you do for a motorcycle gang.<<else>>@@.janet;"You might find you like cock too much to want to leave."@@<</if>> <<if $fem gte 550>>@@.yellow;"Funny,"@@ you mutter.<<else>>@@.yellow;"Not a chance,"@@ you mumble.<</if>> The suggestion makes your skin crawl. Your mind drifts back to the insane, awful proposal in front of you and you frown .@@.yellow;"I have sex with someone and we’re even?"@@ You wave your hand hesitantly. @@.yellow;"And that’s it?"@@ She nods. @@.janet;"That’s it."@@ Maybe you shoudn’t have made it sound so simple. @@.yellow;"How long do I have to think about this?"@@ Can you really give up your penis? This sounds crazy. But it would get the gang off your back. It’s only temporary <<if $fem gte 550>>She has a point, though. After everything else you’ve done, is this really that unacceptable?<<else>>You can’t believe you’re actually considering this.<</if>> It blows your mind that she half convinced you already. I should be fighting this harder. You remember a time when you would have called your parents and given up if it meant having to wear a dress. [[Where did that guy go?|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 16"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 16 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 16">>The woman’s eyes glitter threateningly. @@.janet;"Didn’t I make it clear, sweetie? You don’t have a choice."@@ She speaks with authority, and you try not to cower in your seat. @@.janet;"There’s no "Plan B" here. You will do this, or so help me I will tear off your dick myself to make sure you look like a girl."@@ You dare to look up, and she holds your gaze. @@.janet;"One way or another, this is happening,"@@ she snarls. @@.janet;"All you get to decide is if it’s hell or just a little unpleasant."@@ The doctor clears his throat. @@.otherblue;"I should go and let you two work this out."@@ He looks at Lyle’s mother. @@.otherblue;"Assuming she’s on board, come to the back of the ER at about sundown, I’ll have someone sneak you inside."@@ He stands up. @@.otherblue;"We have a lot of experience doing special surgeries for local community members in this room."@@ He doesn’t say "I come fix up gangsters when they get shot" but it’s implied. @@.otherblue;"But for something of this nature an O.R. is essential, and for that I need to go fudge some paperwork."@@ Something else occurs to you. @@.yellow;"How do you even know how to do this kind of procedure?"@@ You don’t know why it popped into your head, but isn’t there a special doctor for something like this? For gender surgery? Or for stem cell stuff? How did the Sails get a doctor like that on their payroll. Why would they? @@.janet;"He should know how to do everything,"@@ Lyle’s mother snorts, @@.janet;"He’s the chief physician for the biggest hospital in the state."@@ His face pales. @@.otherblue;"The less details she and I know of each other, the better,"@@ he snaps. Lyle’s mom quirks an eyebrow and his tone quickly changes gears, sounding more groveling. @@.otherblue;"If you don’t mind, of course."@@ @@.janet;"He should be able to do everything,"@@ Lyle’s mother continues spitefully, her glare aimed at him now. @@.janet;"Right, Doctor George Murphy?"@@ She blows a cloud of smoke his way. [[At least you’re not the only one she punishes when she gets resistance.|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 17"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 17 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 17">><<AddFem 4>>He sighs. He slowly nods his head, giving up. Cigarette smoke swarms around him. @@.otherblue;"I am confident that a procedure like this will go just fine,"@@ he tells you. He looks back toward Lyle’s mother. @@.otherblue;"If we’re done here?"@@ She nods her permission. @@.otherblue;"See you tonight,"@@ he says to you. Then with one last deferential nod to Lyle’s mother he leaves. Or tries to. Her voice stops him. @@.janet;"What’s the soonest she can take a dick with it?"@@ You try to disappear into your seat, but it doesn’t happen. He frowns in thought. @@.otherblue;"The main trauma will be where the new body part is connected with our host. Penetration won’t reach that area, however there are still concerns about muscle stimulation and external pressure."@@ He realizes he’s rambling and takes a breath. @@.janet;"What’s the soonest she can take a dick with it?"@@ You get the impression Lyle’s mother doesn’t enjoy repeating herself. Nor that she particularly cares if the doctor gets caught. @@.otherblue;"If we do the procedure tonight, I can do a follow-up examination on Wednesday morning and again on Friday. If there are no complications then Friday night would be fine."@@ [[She shakes her head.|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 18"]] @@.janet;"That’s too late, it needs to be sooner."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 18 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 18">>Somewhat to your surprise, the doctor comes to your defense. @@.otherblue;"Even with the miracle of stem cells there is still some trauma and healing that the body must cycle through."@@ She holds up the hand with the large diamond ring. @@.janet;"I’m not askin’, I’m tellin’. Lyle's out of state right now, but he gets back on Wednesday. How long do you two idiots think we have before he hears the rumors? If we're lucky maybe a day. But this shit will get out. People will realize that the chick with the dick and Lyle’s new bitch are one and the same. If another gang hears, or the wrong person says something, Lyle will go ballistic. We need to quash it before that happens. So we've got to do this right away, and we've got to have her having fucked someone before the dots are connected. Doctor,"@@ she says, her tone dangerous, @@.janet;"I know you’ve got some good shit in that hospital of yours. And I know you live comfortably because of our relationship. So I am tellin’ you, whatever you have to swipe or write off, you will make this happen."@@ She cocks her head to the side. @@.janet;"Are we understood?"@@ He buries his face in his hands. @@.otherblue;"Science doesn’t perform miracles on command. What I already promised is beyond what most people would be gratified with."@@ Is he actually standing up to her? He looks up, and it seems like he’s ten years older. @@.otherblue;"But If I go back now,"@@ he breathes out, and you feel your hope disappear with it. @@.otherblue;"I can use the computer system to have some things be moved around and stored together."@@ He sees your confused look. @@.otherblue;"A number of wealthy and generous allies of our hospital have donated to make sure we have resources ready should one of them need a sudden procedure done with only the most discreet and healthiest of recovery times."@@ It takes you a moment to parse through his statement. Rich people give them money in case they need Botox done in secret? You suppose the idea isn’t that strange. Your own mother had a private clinic where she’d go for "touch ups" and come home sans wrinkles. @@.janet;"I thought you didn’t want to share extra details,"@@ Lyle’s mother laughs. The doctor flushes, evidently realizing he’d let himself ramble again, and inadvertently told you more than he should have in the process. The woman’s gaze hardens. @@.janet;"That’s a yes, then?"@@ The doctor sees something in the expression on Lyle’s mother’s face that disconcerts him. @@.otherblue;"I can requisition some of those supplies,"@@ he finally admits. @@.otherblue;"But if there is an unexpected request I will certainly be found out."@@ Lyle’s mother doesn’t look concerned. [[You can practically her replying, "So?"|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 19"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 19 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 19">>Doctor Murphy sighs. @@.otherblue;"If Camilla can sneak everything from storage to the O.R. then I can have it written off as missing when we do inventory."@@ He bows his head. @@.otherblue;"I’ll do a follow-up examination on Wednesday, and if it goes well then she could have sex by that evening."@@ He boldly lifts his gaze. @@.otherblue;"This will be expensive,"@@ he warns, @@.otherblue;"and of no small danger to myself upon discovery. I’ll need double the usual payment."@@ @@.janet;"Fine,"@@ she replies brusquely. @@.janet;"Stolen rich people shit is still cheaper than paying for a permanent slit."@@ She nods. @@.janet;"You’ll get your money. And Camilla will do whatever you say. Tiger’s outside, tell him to let her know that you’ll be needin’ her."@@ @@.otherblue;"Great,"@@ he mutters sarcastically. @@.otherblue;"I’ll tell the criminal to let one of my nurses know she’s going to be stealing from my hospital."@@ He sighs and shuts his eyes. @@.otherblue;"What has my life gotten to?"@@ @@.janet;"It’s a life,"@@ she answers. @@.janet;"That’s more than you coulda had."@@ She smirks. @@.janet;"And one where you’re about to be richer."@@ He gulps and then [[he leaves without saying anything else.|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 20"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 20 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 20">><<AddFem 4>>@@.janet;"It always helps to have a doctor in your pocket,"@@ she says through another cloud of cigarette smoke. She stands up and raps on the door. It opens and the Sail with the sunglasses pops his head in. @@.janet;"Take the princess home."@@ He nods and beckons to you. @@.janet;"Oh, and Hawthorne, you busy this afternoon?"@@ He frowns and shakes his head. @@.green;"Nah."@@ @@.janet;"Mind babysittin’ for me?"@@ Hawthorne sighs. @@.green;"Really, Jan?"@@ She bites her lip. @@.green;"Alright, fine. 'Till when?"@@ @@.janet;"Tonight. Drop her off at Camilla’s before sundown."@@ His eyebrows climb. @@.green;"Really? Is she joinin’?"@@ @@.janet;"We’ll see,"@@ she says with a shrug. @@.janet;"Not everyone has the right stuff."@@ @@.green;"Huh. Okay."@@ He gestures toward you. @@.green;"Come on, kid."@@ You stand up and go with him, pretending you didn’t hear any of that. Not that it made any fucking sense. What could you be joining? Not the gang; after all, this whole thing is temporary. Lyle’s mother, Jan, taunts you in a low voice as you leave. @@.janet;"Next time I see you you’ll be a real girl."@@ [[You look back but don’t say anything|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 21"]], which just makes her laugh.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 21 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 21">><<AddFem 2>>Tiger is already gone when you emerge from the back room. The old woman doing laundry is still there, though. She gives you a <<if $fem gte 552>>disgusted<<else>>dirty<</if>> look, though you have no idea what for. Hawthorne clears his throat and you hurry to follow him outside and into his truck. He drives you home, again silent for the entire ride. When you get to the cottage he follows you inside. @@.green;"You got a TV?"@@ He looks around your small home, his eyes taking in the couch, tiny kitchen, and the two doors that lead to the bathroom and bedroom, respectively. You shake your head. @@.yellow;"I just use my laptop."@@ He sighs. @@.green;"Kids these days."@@ He sits down on the couch and takes out his phone, squinting at the screen. @@.green;"What about beer?"@@ He looks back up hopefully. @@.yellow;"I’m underage,"@@ you shrug. @@.green;"Great,"@@ he mutters, @@.green;"My first time babysittin’ sober and there ain’t even a TV."@@ He taps on his phone with his index finger, as if the screen needed an insane amount of pressure to register his touch. What a dinosaur. You remind yourself that just because Hawthorne is a grandpa with technology doesn’t change the fact that he’s still a dangerous criminal. A dangerous criminal who is all alone with you in the cottage. Your phone pings. It’s a text from Justine saying she heard about the fall at the modeling show. Another message follows, saying she tried to come by to cheer you up, [[but you weren’t home.|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 22"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 22 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 22">><<AddFem 4>>You gulp. What would have happened if she’d been here when Hawthorne and Tiger came? Does Tiger know your secret? Would he have told her? For that matter, does Hawthorne? How many people did Lyle’s mother tell? The doctor for sure, and maybe that Camilla person you’re meeting later. You aren’t sure who else might know. @@.green;"What about crackers?"@@ Hawthorne’s tired voice breaks through to you. You’d just been standing there, brain running in circles, worrying. @@.yellow;"What?"@@ You’re a little confused by the request. @@.green;"I like crackers,"@@ he says a little defensively. @@.green;"You got any?"@@ @@.yellow;"Um. I don’t think so."@@ He frowns at you and shakes his head. @@.green;"No booze, no TV, no crackers. You must have the snuggest pussy in the world, because I don’t know why else Lyle would keep you around."@@ You flush from his comment, but [[it also makes you a little relieved.|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 23"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 23 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 23">><<AddFem 6>>That’s one question answered. If Hawthorne thinks you have a vagina then Tiger probably does, too. The older man doesn’t seem curious about why Lyle’s mom wanted to see you, or why she asked him to "babysit" you. Maybe the Sails don’t encourage curiosity? Regardless, if Hawthorne doesn’t know the truth then it stands to reason Tiger doesn’t either. Which is a relief, because if Tiger told Justine or Lyle you’d be fucked. You go into your bedroom and shut the door, then sit on the bed. With Hawthorne here you don’t see any way to get out of this mess. Sure, Lyle’s mother didn’t make it seem like you had a choice, but you’d kept assuming you could just not show up. Maybe disappear, stay away from the club. Spend a few nights at Justine’s place or something, until the whole thing blew over. Instead, you’d been given a chaperone. And with that, your hopes were dashed. Which means you’re going to have a pussy soon. You pull your knees up against your chest and rock back and forth.<<if $breastsize gte 13>><<AddFem 2>> Instead of feeling better, the sensation of your limbs rubbing against your breasts reminds you of just how far you’ve fallen. Even worse is how far you could still go.<</if>> [[You’re still in that position when Hawthorne knocks on the door several hours later.|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 24"]] @@.green;"Let’s go,"@@ he drawls. @@.green;"My phone died an hour ago and I don’t think I’ve ever gone this long without a beer."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 24 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 24">>He drives you to a shabby apartment complex that’s fairly close to the Sails’ clubhouse. A young woman waits outside. Her face is pinched, with a long nose and small eyes that are set close together. A cigarette dangles from her mouth. Her mouse brown hair has streaks of neon pink in them, although the color has started to fade and the roots are dark. She’s wearing a black windbreaker and baggy green pants. @@.camilla;"Finally. Fuck Hawthorne, the sun set ten minutes ago."@@ @@.green;"What do you want from me,"@@ he snaps defensively, @@.green;"who the fuck uses the sun to tell time any more? If it had been 6:00pm we’d have been here. If you said eighteen-hundred we woulda been here. But fucking sundown?"@@ He shakes his head. @@.green;"I need a drink."@@ @@.camilla;"Fuckin’ alcoholic,"@@ the girl spits. @@.green;"Watch it,"@@ he growls. @@.green;"You might be Tiger’s piece, but I’ll cut your tongue out if you piss me off."@@ She swallows, suddenly hesitant, a small amount of fear emerging onto her face. @@.camilla;"Sorry."@@ He nods. @@.green;"Only one lady gets to tell a Sail what to do, and you ain’t Janet. You ain’t even good enough to lick her boots."@@ He stares at the girl, who you presume to be Camilla, with open contempt. She gulps even harder. @@.camilla;"Right. I’m sorry, I was out of place."@@ @@.green;"That’s better."@@ Satisfied, [[he gets into his truck and leaves.|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 25"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 25 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 25">>@@.camilla;"Asshole,"@@ she curses at the truck as it pulls out of the parking lot, but not so loudly that Hawthorne could possibly hear. Now that you’re closer to her you can see that her baggy pants are scrubs. Under her windbreaker is a matching green top. @@.camilla;"Come on,"@@ she snaps at you, irritation in her tone. @@.camilla;"We’re gonna be late."@@ You climb into a tiny, beat-up hatchback. As Camilla puts the car into gear you realize this was probably your only chance to run away. Fuck. She lowers the driver side window, but that does little to disperse the heavy cloud of cigarette smoke that lingers in the car. She accelerates rapidly, and the car almost spins out when she pulls out of the apartment complex’s parking lot. @@.camilla;"You really pissed Janet off."@@ It’s the first time the girl has spoken to you. @@.yellow;"The lady who runs the Laundromat?"@@ You’d heard Hawthorne call her Jan. Camilla barks out a stuttering laugh. @@.camilla;"She runs more than that. The gang. And that cheapo nail salon off Third."@@ @@.yellow;"She’s in charge of the Sails?"@@ That’s surprising. But she was giving orders, and going behind Lyle’s back. [[So maybe it isn’t that surprising?|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 26"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 26 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 26">>@@.camilla;"Kind of,"@@ she rasps back. @@.camilla;"Ain’t no women Sails, really, so she’s not in the gang, but she’s married to the Captain, so everyone listens to her anyway."@@ She makes a turn. @@.camilla;"You musta pissed Janet off bad,"@@ she goes back to her earlier comment, @@.camilla;"I never seen her make someone change their dick into a slit before."@@ The girl glances your way out the side of her eye, perhaps to see if she got a reaction out of you. She knows I’m a guy? Outside of the doctor and Lyle’s mother this is the only other person who knows your secret. You’re tempted to ask her how much she knows, and talk further, but she doesn’t have a great vibe about her. The way she switched from nasty to submissive back to nasty when Hawthorne dropped you off made her seem a little hard to trust. She might not be a good person to open up to. Still, you’re short on options and you’d rather be on Camilla’s good side than her bad side. [[Talk with her. Ask her how much she knows.|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 27"; $flag.nursenonsense to true]] [[Don’t say anything.|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 27"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 27 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 27">><<if $flag.nursenonsense>>@@.yellow;"I guess so,"@@ you sigh, and then try to make your voice sound friendly. @@.yellow;"How much did she tell you?"@@ She side eyes you again. @@.camilla;"Careful, bitch."@@ Her voice is low, threatening. @@.camilla;"We ain’t friends. If Janet’s this mad at you then you’re going to be suffering, and everyone close to you will be, too."@@ She frowns. @@.camilla;"I don’t wanna get mixed up in that shit. Janet’s not worth messin’ with, not when I’m just a few years away from easy street."@@ She shakes her head. @@.camilla;"I don’t care what she does with you, just don’t cause trouble when you’re around me. If you get me into shit I will fuckin’ end you."@@ Holy shit. You asked one question. This girl gets set off by everything. @@.camilla;"Don’t look at me like that, it’s not like I’m trying to get into her inner circle. I don’t care about shit."@@ Her eyes flick up and down you, measuring your worth. @@.camilla;"I don’t help Janet, I help the club."@@ She sniffs the air disdainfully. @@.camilla;"The club paid for me to go to nursing school, and helps keep a roof over me and my man’s head. When the club needs somethin’ done, I help."@@ She primps her hair. @@.camilla;"Besides, some day Lyle will be in charge,"@@ she continues gleefully, @@.camilla;"and my man will be second, and I’ll be one of the top bitches. Just a few more years."@@ It doesn’t look like Camilla is<<else>><<AddFem 4>>@@.camilla;"Are you fucking ignoring me?"@@ Camilla demands with outrage. You open your eyes to see her red faced. You gulp. @@.camilla;"Watch your fuckin’ back. I don’t know what Janet has planned for you, but if I see you around I can make your life hell. You will never be above me on the totem pole, got it?"@@ She coughs up phlegm and spits it out the window. @@.camilla;"Stupid skank whore. No manners trash. I’m not some fuckin’ wind-trap you can ignore."@@ Holy shit. You didn’t answer one question and she just went nuts. This is all so exhausting. You feel like everybody today has been awful to you. <<if $flag.bookstoreruckus>><<AddFem 2>>Suddenly you miss Justine. You remember the way she stood up for you at the live-reading. You wish she were here right now to protect you from this, from everyone.<</if>> @@.camilla;"I’m going to enjoy whatever Janet has planned for you. Normally I run when she gets like this, but I’ll be stayin’ around to watch this time."@@ She sucks on her cigarette and coughs. So much for Camilla being<</if>> someone you can trust. While she may not be a fan of Lyle’s mother, her loyalty and devotion lies to the gang. [[Perhaps there may be something to gain by being friendly with her, but you can’t imagine what.|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 28"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 28 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 28">>She turns up the radio and the latest rap hit blares from the speakers. The rest of the drive is spent with her shrieking the lyrics as loudly as she can in time with the music. Between it and her cigarette you have a moment of homesickness, back when the most uncouth thing you had to deal with was the comment section of eyeTube. Eventually you see signs pointing toward the hospital, and a few minutes the car is driving next to what is clearly some sort of medical campus. More signs point toward different departments, like cancer treatment and the emergency room. Camilla goes past the E.R. entrance and around the side, then parks in the back in a half-empty lot. It’s gotten much darker outside, but even so you can make out the shadowy form of Doctor Murphy standing in the night. @@.otherblue;"About time,"@@ he hisses when you get out of the parked car. @@.camilla;"It ain’t my fault,"@@ Camilla quickly tells him. @@.camilla;"Fuckin’ Hawthorne was late bringing her to me, blame him."@@ The doctor holds up his hand and she stops speaking. @@.otherblue;"What’s done is done,"@@ he says, taking a deep breath, @@.otherblue;"but need I remind you of what we talked about? I don’t care if there is no one around, when you are here you will watch your language."@@ @@.camilla;"Yes doctor, sorry sir,"@@ she replies dutifully, but her tone is anything but contrite. [[Apparently satisfied with her lip service, he beckons to you both.|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 29"]] @@.otherblue;"Let’s go."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 29 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 29">><<AddFem 6>>The back door into the hospital is opened easily with a swipe of Camilla’s employee badge. The next two doors are also opened by her. Between that and how familiar she and Doctor Murphy are with each other you wonder if they’ve done this a time or two before. Maybe for the Sails? Sneaking gangsters into hospitals sounds like big trouble. It hits you then that Lyle’s mom and the others have no idea who you really are. Janet is so focused on whom you need to be she hasn’t thought about your male identity. What would she do if she knew your family background? Blackmail your parents? Something worse? What would your parents do if they learned you were about to whore out your body for a gang? In a daze, you follow Doctor Murphy, with Camilla right behind you. You have to keep your two worlds separate, or chaos is going to hit. That’s the only answer. And to do that you need to just do what Janet says, appease her wishes, convince Lyle and the gang you’re a girl, then go back to being yourself. I’m so fucked. The third door spills you out into a corridor. @@.camilla;"I’ll go get what I hid on day shift."@@ Camilla heads one way, while [[Doctor Murphy leads you in the other direction.|W6M][$control.location to "Sails 30"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 30 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 30">>For the first time he uses his own badge to open a door. Your sense of direction is all over the place after the twists and turns just getting to this point. It’s a vulnerable sensation, <<if $fem gte 620>><<AddFem 2>>but you’ve gotten used to feeling vulnerable.<<else>>and not one you like.<</if>> You won’t be able to find the way out on your own. In another first, a hospital employee finally sees you both. @@.green;"Oh, good evening Doctor Murphy."@@ The chief physician gives the young man a small nod. @@.otherblue;"How are you?"@@ He speaks as he walks, charging past the employee. You’re both ten yards past him by the time the young man calls back, @@.green;"I’m doing well, sir, and you?"@@ Doctor Murphy rounds a corner without replying and you follow him, leaving the young man behind. The brisk pace doesn’t let up until you’ve gone through another two doors. Camilla arrives right as the two of you do, a box held in both her arms. @@.camilla;"Good timing."@@ Doctor Murphy ignores her, instead crossing to a small table. The room you’re in is sterile and bare, with a sink on one side next to a doorway. Through it is the operating room, you assume. It looks identical to where every doctor show has surgeries done. @@.camilla;"Get in,"@@ Camilla orders, pointing toward the wall opposite the sink. [[Jutting out from it is a sleek medical eWardrobe.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dark science shit ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dark science shit">>You’ve never had to go in one, but you know of them. You step inside and wait for close to a minute before the door slides open. You’re wearing a hospital patient gown. You’ve heard that the real point of this eWardrobe is for surgery preparation; it sterilizes, marks the skin for incision, and can even administer the first initial mild anesthetic. You sway slightly on your feet. @@.camilla;"That kicked in fast,"@@ Camilla snorts. <<if $fem gte 600>>Your vision clouds over.<<else>>Black spots appear in your vision.<</if>> @@.camilla;"Sit."@@ The nurse’s voice is distant. You blink. Where did she go? Why is she so far away? Pressure on your shoulders forces you down. A chair miraculously appears in the nick of time, so instead of tumbling to the floor you settle down comfortably. @@.otherblue;"How much did you give her,"@@ a second voice demands. @@.camilla;"I don’t know, I don’t have admin on any of the closets on this floor."@@ Someone shuffles past you. @@.otherblue;"They’re eWardrobes, not closets,"@@ the second voice says absent-mindedly. @@.otherblue;"The dosage looks correct. Perhaps she is overly sensitive to synthesized chemicals."@@ [[You wonder why they’re both so far away now.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dark science shit 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dark science shit 2">>@@.otherblue;"Okay, $name,"@@ Doctor Murphy says soothingly, @@.otherblue;"You’re going to stand up and then sit down on this gurney."@@ Someone grips your hand. @@.otherblue;"Stand."@@ You’re pulled onto your feet. @@.otherblue;"Sit."@@ You sink down, your butt finding resistance at a much higher level now. @@.otherblue;"Camilla, grab her legs."@@ Your legs are lifted up and you’re rotated. You settle down onto your back, immensely comfortable. You're so relaxed you could fall asleep. You zone out at that point, and the voices talk over you for a while. Someone shakes your shoulder and you realize they’re speaking to you. @@.otherblue;"You need to answer some questions."@@ Your vision gradually focuses and you recognize Doctor Murphy. @@.yellow;"Okay."@@ @@.otherblue;"Do you have any allergies that you know of?"@@ You shake your head. @@.otherblue;"Surgeries in the last three years? Broken bones? Family history of heart attack? Stroke? High blood pressure?"@@ You shake your head no to everything. @@.otherblue;"Do you drink?"@@ You nod. @@.otherblue;"Smoke?"@@ You think about Justine and giggle. @@.otherblue;"How about prescription drugs?"@@ <<if $tracking.pills>>You think of the pill bottle you’d thrown out back at home. @@.yellow;"Not any more,"@@ [[you tell him confidently.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 3"]]<<else>>You think of the pills you'd never actually taken. You hoarded them in case you needed them, and kept coming back for more. It’s gotten you into so much trouble. @@.yellow;"Nungh,"@@ [[shake your head no.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 5"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dark science shit 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dark science shit 3">>@@.otherblue;"What does that mean? What was the drug?"@@ An exasperated sigh comes from everywhere around you. @@.otherblue;"Janet said something about Lyle selling prescription drugs to this girl. Do you know anything about it?"@@ @@.camilla;"Yeah, hold on, I got the name from Tiger. One second. Here, I wrote it down ‘cause I couldn’t say it right."@@ @@.otherblue;"You couldn’t read it? You went to medical school! Give it here. I don’t recognize the brand name, let me look it up."@@ Silence. @@.otherblue;"I’ve heard of this. It’s almost done with clinical trials, but not yet in the open market. How the hell did Lyle get ahold of a script for it?"@@ @@.camilla;"Doc, you know we ain’t the only medical professionals on club payroll, right?"@@ @@.otherblue;"It’s doctor, not ‘doc,’ and neither of us are on their payroll."@@ A sniff. @@.otherblue;"My arrangement with the Sails is... complex. And you,"@@ pause, @@.otherblue;"I don’t know what you are to them. The girlfriend of one of their members?"@@ @@.camilla;"My daddy was a Sail,"@@ comes the angry reply, @@.camilla;"my man is a Sail and when I have babies they’ll be Sails. I ain’t just a girlfriend, I’m family."@@ @@.otherblue;"Camilla, the more you speak the more perturbed I am by your employment here."@@ @@.camilla;"You can’t fire me,"@@ [[she crows back.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dark science shit 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dark science shit 4">><<if $breastsize gte 49>><<AddFem 14>>@@.otherblue;"Incredible. She gave no thought to her back or the future, did she? This looks like a teenage boy’s idea of how breasts should be, rather than something naturally grown."@@<<elseif $breastsize gte 41>><<AddFem 12>>@@.otherblue;"Judging by the size it appears she was trying to achieve a particular look. I’m surprised your family didn’t find her more popular."@@<<elseif $breastsize gte 33>><<AddFem 9>>@@.otherblue;"I assume she chose to stop at this size. Any larger and it would have looked out of place on her slight frame."@@<<elseif $breastsize gte 25>><<AddFem 7>>@@.otherblue;"Her breasts do look almost too flawless. Observe how gravity has not yet begun to affect them. Even for her age these are perkier than average."@@<<elseif $breastsize gte 21>><<AddFem 6>>@@.otherblue;"Look at this. Small by western standards, but average if she were to visit the east. I wonder if she was pursuing a natural look; so many young women these days think bigger is better."@@<<elseif $breastsize gte 17>><<AddFem 4>>@@.otherblue;"Curious. Preteen girls start wearing training bras at this size to acclimate their bodies. I wonder if she found that prospect unnerving."@@<<elseif $breastsize gte 13>><<AddFem 3>>@@.otherblue;"Interesting. Breast growth stopped as soon as a female form was achieved, albeit a small one."@@<<elseif $breastsize gte 7>><<AddFem 2>>@@.otherblue;"Fascinating. It looks like the breasts of a young girl beginning puberty."@@<<else>>@@.otherblue;"There’s extra sensitivity here."@@<</if>> The cold poke stops. @@.otherblue;"All because of the drug she got from Lyle, I assume. Of course, we have no idea how many of those pills she ended up taking, or how recently."@@ The fabric on your chest is restored to its previous position. @@.otherblue;"I find this intriguing. As far as I know this medication was being tested and branded specifically for women. The female clinical trials all found encouraging breast growth, but never to unnatural limits, and all reversible if the dose stopped within a month. Male trials were less promising. In some cases the men experienced unnaturally large breast growth, others actually lost mass in their pectorals. In some men the results were gone shortly after they stopped taking the drug, but in others the side-effects never went away. I wonder if she knew the risks when she took it? Or if she planned on fully becoming a woman from the start. Oh, well. No matter now. Let’s move on."@@ [[There’s the sound of paper rustling.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dark science shit 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dark science shit 5">><<if $tracking.pills>>Paper rustles. @@.otherblue;"$name, can you hear me?"@@ You nod blearily. @@.otherblue;"Excellent. Janet directed me to take care of your chest in addition to our other task. Let’s be quick, there is much to accomplish tonight."@@ @@.otherblue;"Now, what to do about your chest size? Janet sent instructions."@@ He pauses, as if reading. <<if $fem gte 600>>@@.otherblue;"Janet said you had attitude with her earlier, so she can’t wait to see your new look. Keep in mind this can be easily undone during the second surgery. Here are your options,"@@ he continues. <<if $breastsize lt 13>>@@.otherblue;"We can give you an implant to give you large breasts, which Janet said she prefers. Or we could do a smaller implant to give you a more medium-sized chest."@@ [[Medium.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 29; $fem += 10]] [[Large.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 37; $fem += 14]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $breastsize lt 29>>@@.otherblue;"We can give you an implant to give you extra large breasts, which Janet said she prefers. Or we could do a smaller implant to just give you a large chest."@@ [[Extra large.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 49; $fem += 18]] [[Large.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 37; $fem += 14]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $breastsize lt 43>>@@.otherblue;"Janet specified that you have to get a chest implant. It will bring you up to an extra large breast size"@@ [[You don’t get a say in the matter.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 49; $fem += 18]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.otherblue;"It’s difficult to go any larger without these being obviously fake, but Janet said that didn’t matter. I’m afraid your chest may look cartoonishly big after this, but I suppose that’s your problem."@@ [[You have to get implants that increase your breast size to cartoonishly large proportions.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 63; $fem += 22]]<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>>@@.otherblue;"Janet said she will be gracious and give you some say in the matter, but she hopes you pursue the right "look", whatever that means."@@ As if he didn’t already know. @@.otherblue;"Keep in mind this can easily be undone during the second procedure. Here are your options."@@ <<if $breastsize lt 13>>@@.otherblue;"Janet said you should at least get an implant to a small-sized chest. We can also give you a bigger implant for a more medium-sized chest. The last option is the biggest, and you'd have large breasts. Janet stated her preference for you selecting that one, but the choice is yours."@@ [[Small.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 21; $fem += 6]] [[Medium.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 29; $fem += 10]] [[Large.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 37; $fem += 14]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $breastsize lt 25>>@@.otherblue;"Janet directed that we give you implants to bump you up to an average-sized chest. We could go even bigger and you'd have large breasts. Her ultimate preference for you was that you go even bigger than that, which would give you an extra large chest. What do you think?"@@ [[Extra large.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 49; $fem += 18]] [[Large.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 37; $fem += 14]] [[Medium.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 29; $fem += 10]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $breastsize lt 33>>@@.otherblue;"Janet specified that you should get implants. She particularly favored these bigger ones, which would give you an extra large chest. However, these other ones are slightly smaller and you would only have a large chest. What's your choice?"@@ [[Large.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 37; $fem += 14]] [[Extra large.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 49; $fem += 18]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $breastsize lt 43>>@@.otherblue;"Janet directed that you get implants. Because of how large your chest already is, I don't recommend going above these ones here. That would leave you with an extra large breast size. Or, we could just leave them alone. As I said, they're certainly big enough on their own."@@ [[Stay with what you have.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 6"; $flag.boobtf to false]] [[Extra large.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 49; $fem += 18]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.otherblue;"Janet insisted you get breast implants. Because of your current chest size it’s difficult to go any larger without making your breasts obviously fake, but she said that didn’t matter. I’m afraid the end result may look cartoonishly big, but I suppose that’s your problem. She did say your chest is big enough that we could also just leave it the way it is, if you’d rather do that."@@ [[Stay with what you have.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 6"; $flag.boobtf to false]] [[Get the cartoonishly big implants.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 63; $fem += 22]]<</if>><</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>>@@.otherblue;"Okay, one last thing."@@ The gown’s fabric is pulled down from your torso. @@.otherblue;"Because we’re already here doing a procedure Janet insisted we examine your chest, as well. Her instructions stated that if you didn’t have clear breasts we should give you implants.@@ <<if $fem gte 620>>@@.otherblue;She said they should be big enough to give you an average-sized chest, but hinted she preferred you end up larger."@@<<else>>@@.otherblue;She said the implants could be any size, so you may end up with a small breasts if you wish, but she did say she would prefer something larger."@@<</if>> The gown is restored to where it was. <<if $fem lt 620>>[[Small.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 21; $fem += 6]] <</if>>[[Medium.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 29; $fem += 10]] [[Large.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 37; $fem += 14]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dark science shit 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dark science shit 6">>@@.otherblue;"That’s everything,"@@ the distant voice says approvingly. You feel a surge of joy for having pleased them. @@.otherblue;"$name, in a moment Camilla is going to count backwards from twenty. I want you to count with her. When you wake up we’ll be all done."@@ @@.yellow;"Kay."@@ You smile, or try to. You aren’t sure if your lips actually move. @@.camilla;"Twenty."@@ @@.yellow;"Twenty,"@@ you repeat, your voice thick. @@.camilla;"Nineteen."@@ @@.yellow;"Nineteen,"@@ [[the words come out slowly.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 7"; $flag.tf to true]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dark science shit 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dark science shit 7">><<if $fem gte 630>><<AddFem 4>>You dream that you’re weighted down, hardly able to move. The world is a wasteland. You cower in the ruins of a city. Above you massive hands, connected to long arms, reach through the sky. There are many of them, too many to count. They’re so large you can’t see past any of the elbows. You have no idea what kind of creatures could be so big. The hands throw things everywhere, some of which land on you. Huge collars that sink down and loop around you like the world’s biggest hula-hoop, floppy dog-tags hanging off that are bigger than your head. More objects rain down. You see nametags that are the size of minivans. You try to evade the labels being thrown at you, but you’re too heavy.<<else>><<AddFem 2>>You dream of flying. You have the means to escape to anywhere. You soar through the sky, visiting every city and natural wonder you can think of. You don’t stop there. You rise above the earth, streaking through space at an ever faster pace. You visit Mars, then Venus. The secrets of the universe are at your fingertips. So you would like to believe. But flight has made you incorporeal. You can’t speak to anyone on earth, nor can you interact with any objects. You’ve seen the true symphony that our galaxy rotates to, but you can’t tell a soul. You’ve flown through a black hole, and can never share the experience.<</if>> Then your dream changes. You’re in a convertible, suddenly normal again. You try to steer but there’s no wheel. There are pedals, but they’re locked into place and serve as support for your feet. Then you hear a voice behind you. @@.camilla;"Come on, let’s get you home. Shift change is coming in ten, so we gotta hurry."@@ You must have a backseat driver! They are the worst of companions. There’s no rearview mirror to see this scoundrel. The walls are white, and the floor is tile – wait, why isn't there pavement? What happened to the road? [[The convertible hits a speedbump.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 8"]] @@.camilla;"Shit."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dark science shit 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dark science shit 8">><<AddFem 4>>You open your eyes, your head thick and woozy. A small figure is tugging up on your armpits, trying to lift you. It’s dark outside. Where are you. @@.yellow;"Wha?"@@ @@.camilla;"Thank fuck, you’re awake. Try to stand up, I can’t get you into my car by myself."@@ That’s right! You’re at the hospital. There was a surgery… your eyes widen. Oh no. Did they make you a girl? @@.yellow;"S'my penis?"@@ @@.camilla;"Stand up, come on!"@@ You stagger to your feet and immediately almost fall down. The figure catches your weight. @@.camilla;"Fuck, why do I always have to do this shit by myself? I never get help with anything."@@ You’re eased down, if somewhat roughly, into a seating position. @@.camilla;"Fuckin’ hell, princess, you better be grateful when you wake up. Talkin' "kiss my ass" grateful."@@ [[Your eyes shut again.|W6M][$control.location to "Dark science shit 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dark science shit 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dark science shit 9">>@@.camilla;"Wake up!"@@ Someone shakes you by the shoulder. You open your eyes. You’re in a car, you think. A convertible? No, that can’t be right. That had to have been a dream. Your head is propped up against a glass window. Through the windshield you recognize a small, square building. Home. There’s a loud sound and then a figure crosses in front of the car before coming round to your side. Your pillow is pulled away from you as the door is opened. @@.camilla;"Come on, we’re here,"@@ comes an impatient voice. @@.yellow;"Ice cream."@@ @@.camilla;"I can't decide if you're annoying or funny."@@ A sigh. @@.camilla;"Faded bitch."@@ You’re pulled up, and your legs buckle as soon as you get them in front of you, but you don’t fall. @@.camilla;"Come on, walk."@@ You try, and maybe it works, because a second later you’re on your couch. @@.camilla;"Okay. I’m leaving you here. Janet will call you tomorrow. I don’t think you can fuckin’ hear me, so I’m taking a twenty from your wallet for cigarettes. Don’t worry, I’ll pay you back later. I'll definitely remember to."@@ With that, [[you fall asleep.|W6T]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa">>Now wearing clothes, you head back outside without checking yourself in the mirror. You know your hair is still wet, your face lacking in makeup. Maybe that’s for the best, though. But wait, didn’t you decide to double down on being a girl? Worry grips you. What should you do? What will get you out of this mess? Mr. Goatee is still there. He leads you to the limo and opens a door, letting you climb inside. Kurt isn’t there, but his mother is. Lisa Baker has a bright blue dress on that completely covers her shoulders, arms and chest. It ends just above her knees. Her slender legs are bare. Dainty, gold heels complete the outfit. A matching bag sits next to her on the seat. Across from her is a woman you’ve never seen before. Her sandy blonde hair is back in a tight ponytail, with a similarly severe pair of glasses on the bridge of her nose. A woman’s blazer and pantsuit completes the look. A smartphone is in her hands, her thumbs furiously typing across the screen. She doesn’t look up at all when you enter. <<ShowImage "lisa-intro" 610>> @@.lisa;"$name, thank you for joining me."@@ It’s probably the friendliest Kurt’s mother has ever been to you. [[That just makes you more wary.|W6M][$control.location to "Lisa 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 2">>@@.yellow;"Did I have a choice?"@@ She smiles. @@.lisa;"No."@@ The limo’s engine, which had never turned off even while you were rushing to get clothes on, revs as the vehicle pulls away from the cottage. @@.yellow;"Where are we going?"@@ Lisa looks out the window. @@.lisa;"That depends a great deal on you, $name. But for now we’re just driving in circles."@@ She looks back at you. @@.lisa;"What did you think of my husband’s announcement for candidacy?"@@ @@.yellow;"Um."@@ Did she come to the cottage just to ask you that? That doesn’t seem likely. What is this actually about? @@.yellow;"It was great?"@@ @@.lisa;"It was, wasn’t it?"@@ She smiles beatifically. @@.lisa;"I’m glad you thought so. Harry is a marvelous speaker. He’s an old friend of ours, you know. The announcement had the perfect blend of fervor, energy, patriotism, fear."@@ She purses her lips and the smile disappears. @@.lisa;"A consulting group helped craft that speech. Cost us a bundle. We tested it on focus groups. The National Committee even reviewed our message."@@ She cocks her head to one side. @@.lisa;"Do you know how expensive that was? We thought it overkill, actually. The amount of resources spent on what is really just a local race is already far above the mean. But speeches from years ago flood the Internet. People share campaign gaffs with relish."@@ She tsks and shakes her head. @@.lisa;"Honestly, where is the sense for propriety? Holding politicians – who are really just patriotic citizens – to task for something they said years earlier, it’s deplorable."@@ [[She picks her bag up from the seat of the limo and opens it.|W6M][$control.location to "Lisa 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 3">><<AddFem 4>>@@.lisa;"Daniel and I knew that the only way to beat such unscrupulous opposition was to be perfect. We have a strong, winning, mistake-free campaign planned down to the finest detail."@@ She pulls out a compact mirror and checks her reflection in it. @@.lisa;"Step one was the announcement. First impressions matter."@@ She shuts it and puts it back, taking out a smart phone next. She doesn't do anything with it, however, other than hold it. The purse she sets down beside her again. @@.lisa;"The speech went as planned."@@ She smiles at you, briefly, before her mouth twists into a frown. @@.lisa;"Except, here is where reality and our expectations diverged. The crowd, still riding the energy of Harry’s speech, should have gone home talking about nothing but my husband. We should be dominating all headlines this morning, as well."@@ Something in her expression changes, and you can’t help but shiver at the new tone of her voice. @@.lisa;"Instead, a stupid girl fell. And everyone agreed that it was so sad, because the <<if $fem gte 530>>pretty<</if>><<if $fem lt 530>>scared<</if>> little girl looked so upset. Can you believe it? Instead of town pride everyone was swept up the viral cringe moment of the week. They sympathized with this poor girl."@@ Her eyes blaze into you. @@.lisa;"One clumsy troll of a brat dashed all of our planning."@@ She leans forward. @@.lisa;"But it gets worse, $name. In the sea of pity were whispers of something else. A few people who had been sitting up front swore that the girl was not a girl at all."@@ You swallow, a panicky feeling ascending in your chest. The limo does a hard right and you sway in your seat. @@.lisa;"An hour before that, this was posted on my son’s page."@@ She holds the phone out to you. [[You take it and your eyes widen.|W6M][$control.location to "Lisa 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 4">><<if $flag.photovariant eq 2>><<AddFem 8>>It’s a picture of you talking to Kurt outside the restaurant. He’s in his car, and you’re leaning against the passenger side window talking to him. He’s reaching over and touching your hand affectionately. There’s a caption with it: "Only Kurt would pick up his girlfriend from work and make it look like he’s hiring a prostitute!"<<elseif $flag.photovariant eq 1>><<AddFem 6>>It’s a picture of you and Kurt outside the restaurant. He’s loading your bike into the back of his car, while you look grateful and step into the passenger seat. There’s a caption with it: "Bet that isn’t the only backseat Kurt’s gonna be stuffing tonight!"<</if>> @@.lisa;"I paid a generous fee to a risk analyst this morning. The assessment is that once my husband’s candidacy is reviewed by a serious member of the opposition then our family will come under scrutiny. Our relationships will be investigated."@@ She takes the phone from you, her eyes trained on your face. @@.lisa;"$name, you may have just singlehandedly sunk my husband’s run for office before it even began."@@ You want to look away, but can’t find the strength to break eye contact with her. @@.lisa;"As well as destroyed my family’s chance at someday becoming a political dynasty."@@ Is that why you’re in the limo? Is it taking you somewhere so that Baker family can get revenge? The car makes another turn, and you’re jostled enough to look away. You and the woman in the pantsuit lock gazes for a brief moment in the turn, but she offers you no help. Instead she blinks and then resumes typing furiously on her phone. @@.lisa;"Are you listening to me, $name?"@@ Kurt’s mother has taken on a demanding tone. <<if $fem gte 530>>@@.lisa;"Now is not the time to be a ditz, child."@@<<else>>@@.lisa;"Did I speak too quickly for you?"@@<</if>> @@.yellow;"Sorry,"@@ you mumble, taking the opportunity to [[look down at your hands.|W6M][$control.location to "Lisa 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 5">><<AddFem 6>>Silence fills the limousine. Nobody speaks. You can feel Mrs. Baker’s scrutiny on you, the weight of her stare suffocating. Desperate to relieve the tension, you say the only thing you can think of. @@.yellow;"What do you want me to do?"@@ @@.lisa;"I’m glad you asked me that,"@@ she says, her voice instantly smug and satisfied. @@.lisa;"This entire affair really is your fault, after all. And the burden of fixing it lies on your @@<<if $fem gte 536>><<AddFem 4>>@@.lisa;dainty@@<<else>><<AddFem 2>>@@.lisa;scrawny@@<</if>>@@.lisa; shoulders."@@ You dare to peek up, and you find that Mrs. Baker is coldly regarding the woman in the pantsuit. The stranger seems to sense the look; her fingers slow to a crawl and then she sets her phone down. @@.lisa;"This is Doctor Linda Kovak. She’s the best reconstructive surgeon in this hemisphere. I flew her in as soon as I finished meeting with my Chief Strategist."@@ You can’t help but tremble slightly. @@.yellow;"Why do we need a plastic surgeon?"@@ Sure, you'd sort of implied you’d help out, but having your face cut to look more girly or something is not what you want to have happen. @@.lisa;"Because, $name, you’re going to temporarily have a vagina. Just for the short term."@@ @@.yellow;"I’m going to what?"@@ [[That is so much worse than having your face made girlier!|W6M][$control.location to "Lisa 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 6">>@@.lisa;"Explain it to her, Linda."@@ The woman sighs. @@.finalblue;"I’m billing you by the hour and you want me to spend time doing this?"@@ She inhales and then finally acknowledges you. @@.finalblue;"For the right price, healthy human organs are available to those who need them. My lab grows product and stores it, in the event that something untoward should happen."@@ You have no idea what that means. The doctor perceives your confusion immediately and frowns impatiently. @@.finalblue;"If you’re in a car accident and get an ugly scar, we have genuine, healthy, unblemished skin ready to graft on at a moment’s notice. Hair follicles, pigment, we match what was there before."@@ She smiles haughtily. @@.finalblue;"Yes, I’m that good."@@ @@.lisa;"Linda, dear, less self-aggrandizing please."@@ She sighs, breathing out through her nose. @@.finalblue;"I state facts. It’s not my fault if the facts prove my genius."@@ She sounds calm, logical. To the doctor this is all evident and she is merely voicing what is known, like that the sky is blue. @@.finalblue;"A number of new mothers miss the body they once had. A natural birth leaves many women unable to accept the natural progression of the female body. The recent trend among cosmopolitan twenty-somethings is to replace the vagina post-pregnancy with a new one that hasn’t experienced the drama of birth. However, harvesting human organs is despicable. The far superior option is to grow your own using cellula praecursoria. All human, all natural, ethically ambiguous."@@ @@.lisa;"You didn’t come here to sell,"@@ [[Lisa Baker prompts.|W6M][$control.location to "Lisa 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 7">><<AddFem 6>>The doctor flutters her eyes. @@.finalblue;"I am a strong woman, I can multitask."@@ Nonetheless, she changes subject. @@.finalblue;"We’ll compact and suspend your testicles and penis; internally, they’ll be where your uterus was if you were actually a woman. The vagina we give you will have the feel, function, lubrication; everything as if you were an actual woman. You will not menstruate, you cannot get pregnant. All the perks, none of the risks, you lucky girl."@@ It takes a second for you to realize that the last sentence is a joke because her voice doesn’t change whatsoever – not an ounce of intonation variation. So maybe it wasn’t a joke? @@.finalblue;"As long as a second surgery is done before the end of the year there will be no permanent damage. As far as scarring, for an additional fee we can use more cellula praecursoria to lessen whatever marks remain. You’ll be as good as new."@@ @@.yellow;"Second surgery? A year? Scarring?"@@ You can’t keep track of which thing to freak out about first. @@.finalblue;"If you elect not to get the reversal surgery we would need to perform an annual touch up to keep things alive and going. We call that the subscription package. If you do neither you’ll find problems start occurring down there, and it gets unpleasant."@@ [[You have no idea what to say.|W6M][$control.location to "Lisa 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 8">><<AddFem 6>>@@.lisa;"Breathe, $name,"@@ Kurt’s mother snaps her fingers near your face, making you blink. @@.lisa;"Don't have a panic attack on me, girl. Listen to me. Everything is already accounted for. A few weeks, a month at most, and Doctor Kovak can do the reversal surgery and have you back to your male self."@@ @@.finalblue;"If you’re concerned about the timing, don’t be. As I said, we have twelve calendar months to perform the reversal surgery. Your male equipment will be unharmed and will function perfectly fine once it’s done. Four weeks will be no problem."@@ You shake your head, still unable to respond. They really want to give you a vagina. And then what? What would they want you to do with it? Mrs. Baker laughs. @@.lisa;"The look on your face. I see you’ve finally reached the big question here."@@ You finally manage to squeak something out. @@.yellow;"I don’t want to do this."@@ Her gaze grows even colder. @@.lisa;"You don’t have a choice, $name. Do you think I want to waste so much money on such an expensive operation, squandering precious resources on a useless tramp like yourself? I assure you, I would rather open up a new scholarship fund at a private academy in perpetuity for twenty years. Which is where that money would have gone."@@ Her next words would be comical in their absurdity if weren’t for the gravity of your situation. @@.lisa;"I had to outbid a duchess for this vagina."@@ [[What. The. Fuck.|W6M][$control.location to "Lisa 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 9">><<AddFem 4>>@@.finalblue;"As we agreed,"@@ Doctor Kovak interrupts, @@.finalblue;"the message will be that my clinic is restarting her product to give her the freshest of options."@@ @@.lisa;"$name,"@@ Mrs. Bakers continues as if she didn’t hear the doctor speak, @@.lisa;"do you have any idea how much I paid to get you a working vagina on no notice? Do you grasp the price of royal genitalia?"@@ @@.yellow;"I didn’t ask for this,"@@ you sputter desperately, @@.yellow;"it’s not my fault that you did this!"@@ @@.lisa;"Yes it is,"@@ she barks back, making you cower in your seat. @@.lisa;"This was the only option you left me. And believe me, had we identified a cheaper route forward I would have taken it. It would have cost next to nothing to just perform cosmetic surgery, but the recovery time and scarring would make it clear what had occurred and would never hold up to casual scrutiny, let alone anything else."@@ You wonder what "anything else" could mean. @@.lisa;"The fastest way to convince people you’re a girl,"@@ she says bitterly, @@.lisa;"is also the most expensive."@@ Her chin lifts. @@.lisa;"I am telling you now, you will go through with this surgery and you will convince everyone that you’re a woman."@@ You feel like you’re taking crazy pills. You just cannot believe this is happening. @@.yellow;"How am I supposed to convince them?"@@ [[What does she expect you to do here?|W6M][$control.location to "Lisa 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 10">><<AddFem 4>>Mrs. Baker sits back, her aggressive demeanor gone in a split second. @@.lisa;"Excellent question, $name."@@ She nods as if you’re continuing a contract talk rather than being strong-armed into a sex change. @@.lisa;"I have a plan for every detail, but for the moment let’s just say that after the operation you will convince everyone that you are a woman. When the time is right my son will end things between you. You will then be allowed to go back to yourself."@@ She smiles. @@.lisa;"It’s relatively simple, when you get right down to it. The key is in the details."@@ There’s so much she isn’t telling you. How will you convince people you’re a girl? And she said earlier it would be "a few weeks, a month at most." Why do need to be stuck as a girl for so long? She’s going to make Kurt dump you in a month? Will you have to pretend to be his girlfriend the whole time? You decide to just start the beginning. @@.yellow;"How can I convince everyone I’m a girl, they just saw me –"@@ She holds up a hand to silence you. @@.lisa;"A few people saw you. We were very fortunate that nobody cared enough to have their phones recording at the end of the night. We already had professional shot footage destroyed. Incredulity is on our side, and as long as we silence doubt in the minds of those who didn’t see you it will not matter what those who did see you say. That is all I’ll say for now. We’ll talk more tomorrow once the operation is done."@@ Your jaw drops. @@.yellow;"It's happening tomorrow?"@@ [[There’s no fucking way.|W6M][$control.location to "Lisa 11"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 11">><<AddFem 4>>@@.lisa;"Don’t be ridiculous,"@@ she scoffs, @@.lisa;"it’s happening tonight."@@ @@.yellow;"That’s too soon,"@@ you shake your head anxiously. This is insane. How did this happen? You suddenly need to get out of the limo. Everything feels so claustrophobic. @@.lisa;"It has to be tonight,"@@ she sniffs, @@.lisa;"you will understand later when the timing is proper."@@ @@.yellow;"Why does it have to be so soon,"@@ you whine. Horrible guesses for the future run through your mind, and you gulp. @@.yellow;"Are you going to make me prove it by forcing me to screw Kurt tomorrow?"@@ Kurt’s mother gasps. @@.lisa;"Don’t be obscene,"@@ she scowls, @@.lisa;"The last thing I would ever wish for is to have your wretched body anywhere near a child of mine."@@ Distaste rolls off her in waves. @@.lisa;"You will not do anything with him, you heartless tramp, is that understood? It’s bad enough that my son is interested in you, but I would never forgive myself if he slept with you through something I did."@@ <<if $fem gte 600>><<AddFem 2>>It’s stupid, and it’s not like you wanted to sleep with him, but you do feel hurt by her response. You’re not a real girl, but there are still worse girls out there.<<else>>Finally, something we can agree on, you think sourly.<</if>> There’s a moment of silence in the limo before [[Lisa Baker continues speaking.|W6M][$control.location to "Lisa 12"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 12">>@@.lisa;"If you must know, I’ll tell you."@@ She says primly. @@.lisa;"It’s for a social media campaign. More modeling. Yes, modeling got you into this and it will get you out. Don’t squirm, it’s unbecoming. You’ll do what girls your age do; you’ll upload bikini pictures and photographs of you in yoga pants to every social media account there is. We’ll make sure things are tasteful,"@@ she promises, @@.lisa;"none of garbage with camera-whoring. Not because I care about your ego, mind you, <<if $fem gte 600>><<AddFem 4>>for you camera-whoring sounds just right. <</if>>I won’t have trash associated with my son."@@ @@.yellow;"Why can’t we just use PictureShop?"@@ It comes out <<if $fem gte 600>>more plaintively than you’d have liked.<<else>>with no force, like you’ve already given up hope.<</if>> She gives you a patronizing look. @@.lisa;"Really, edit the photos? Think three steps ahead, dear. What happens when you’re actually at the beach? Or when you have your next mishap, like last night?"@@ Her voice grows condescending. @@.lisa;"The pictures are step one of the plan. Have faith."@@ @@.yellow;"I don’t have social media accounts as a girl. So your plan won’t work."@@ It’s a last ditch effort, and you know it. You don’t expect the simple fact to really derail this whole ride, but it is true. You have some throwaway Peddit accounts, but nothing else. It was always depressing to see how much fun everyone else had in their lives, when all you had to share was your killstreak record in Call of Deity. She laughs. @@.lisa;"I’ve taken care of it."@@ Of course she has. @@.lisa;"I bought the account names of a girl who looks a bit like you from a distance. We’ve removed most of her pictures except the ones where it could be you. A few of the town’s more vocal citizens, such as Jenny Kim, have already been followed by the new account. As many people as possible must be exposed to the reality that you’re a girl. We’ll post shots of you and your new look tomorrow."@@ [[Crazy bitch thought of everything.|W6M][$control.location to "Lisa 13"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 13 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 13">>She looks at her watch. @@.lisa;"Enough talk,"@@ she announces. The limo comes to a halt. @@.finalblue;"That’s my cue to leave,"@@ Doctor Kovak checks her phone and opens the door. @@.finalblue;"Let me know if we’re still on for tonight, Lisa."@@ She gets out of the car and shuts the door. @@.lisa;"The time for conversation has passed. You will go through with this,"@@ Kurt's mother insists. @@.lisa;"You will obey my instructions. We will fix your mess together. And then once the dust settles you may return to your life."@@ @@.yellow;"How long do I have to think about it,"@@ you whimper. @@.lisa;"You have right now."@@ Her eyebrow arches.<<if $fem gte 400>> @@.lisa;"As an added incentive, $name, I can pay you. Surely some money would make your life easier."@@ That catches your attention. If she really is willing to pay you, and it’s reversible, and there’s no sex...<</if>> You hesitate. There’s no way you can agree to this. Right? Or is there? But what will Kurt’s mom do if you say no? As if reading your mind, Lisa speaks up again. @@.lisa;"Don’t test me,"@@ she warns you. @@.lisa;"I already dislike you a great deal. You complying is the best path forward, I assure you."@@ Her voice gets colder. @@.lisa;"Things could get be much worse."@@ If you say yes, you’re agreeing to let her give you a vagina. That’s crazy! But what will she do to you if you say no? Could it somehow be worse? What if it just makes her mad and she ends up forcing you go through with it anyway? What will you do? Will you agree to become a girl? <<if $fem lte 400>>[[Absolutely not.|W6M][$control.location to "Parents"; $flag.lisaresponse to "parents"]] There’s no way you can agree to doing this. You’ve fought everything every single step of the way and preserved your male identity really well. You won’t do it.<<else>><<if $fem lt 600>>[[Refuse.|W6M][$control.location to "Lisa 14"; $flag.lisaresponse to "no"]] Nothing is worse than what she’s suggesting, and you can’t imagine how she could force you to do this.<<else>>[[Try to refuse.|W6M][$control.location to "Lisa 14"; $flag.lisaresponse to "maybe"]] You don’t think you can talk her out of this, but you’re just not comfortable with any of this.<</if>> [[Do it.|W6M][$control.location to "Lisa 14"; $flag.lisaresponse to "yes"]] You’re not happy about it, but everything feels out of control right now. And she’s made a pretty compelling argument for you to do it. It’s extra money for school, and all you’ll have to do is a little modeling.<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 14 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 14">><<if $flag.lisaresponse eq "yes">><<if $fem gte 600>><<AddFem 12>>@@.yellow;"It’s only for a little while, right?"@@ You know the answer, but you need the confirmation if you’re really going to do this. She nods smugly. @@.lisa;"Of course. I want to minimize my son’s exposure to you. Every moment longer than absolutely necessary is a travesty in my eyes."@@ You look down at the floor of the limo. Evidently agreeing to her plan doesn’t mean the torrent of insults will stop. @@.lisa;"Don’t pout,"@@ Kurt’s mother admonishes you. @@.lisa;"Think of how much better you’ll feel when you’re depositing my check. Step out here, I’ll send a car to pick you up tonight."@@ <<else>><<AddFem 10>>@@.yellow;"It’s just for a little while, right?"@@ The words are barely audible, little more than a whisper. She nods with the satisfied smile of someone who knows they’ve already won. @@.lisa;"Absolutely. I don’t want you around my son any longer than is necessary."@@ @@.yellow;"I might be more convinced if you didn’t keep insulting me,"@@ you mutter. @@.lisa;"Don’t sulk. And I’m not doing this to make you feel good,"@@ she reminds you. @@.lisa;"You can make yourself feel better when you cash my check."@@ She nods once. @@.lisa;"Good. Step out here, I’ll send a car to pick you up tonight."@@<</if>> You get out of the limo and shut the door behind you.<<elseif $flag.lisaresponse eq "no">>@@.yellow;"Just because I fell down doesn’t mean your husband can’t be mayor, and it doesn’t mean I owe your family anything."@@ You gulp, but continue speaking before she can interrupt you. @@.yellow;"I’ve done a lot more than I ever thought I would to make money, but there’s a limit to how far I’ll go."@@ Her face twists into a heavy grimace. @@.lisa;"You’re making a mistake, Miss Jones."@@ @@.yellow;"I don’t think so,"@@ you answer honestly. You get out of the limo and shut the door behind you.<<elseif $flag.lisaresponse eq "maybe">><<AddFem 4>>@@.yellow;"I know I fell,"@@ you stammer, @@.yellow;"but, like, can’t your husband still be mayor?"@@ Her expression darkens and you quickly continue. @@.yellow;"I just, even for money, I don’t want to do... that."@@ You finish lamely. She glowers at you. @@.lisa;"So you think you can just be a sexual predator without consequences, Miss Jones? Other people have to do nice things, but you can use and trick anyone you want to?"@@ @@.yellow;"Of course not,"@@ you try to explain. @@.lisa;"Excellent,"@@ she says intently. @@.lisa;"Then you’ll accept the consequences of your actions for lying to my son about your anatomy."@@ She leans forward. @@.lisa;"You do want to make this right, don’t you, $name?"@@ @@.yellow;"Yeah, but – "@@ @@.lisa;"Then I will send a car for you tonight. Don’t worry, $name. Once this is all over you’ll have money to spare."@@ She hits an unseen button near the door handle next to her, and the limo door closest to you opens up. You’re tempted to argue more, but the opportunity to escape it too appealing to pass up. You get out of the limo and shut the door behind you.<</if>> That felt... how did it feel? [[Scary.|W6M][$control.location to "Lisa 15"; $temp.switch1 to false]] [[Good.|W6M][$control.location to "Lisa 15"; $temp.switch1 to true]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 15 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 15">><<if $flag.lisaresponse eq "yes">><<if $temp.switch1>><<AddFem 12>>Okay. This is a good thing. Really. Sure, it doesn’t quite seem like it. You’re being forced into changing your gender, after all. Sort of. But you’re going to get some money out of it. And if you’re being honest with yourself, you need some protection right now. It already sounds like people are asking questions, and you have no idea how to stop it. But clearly Mrs. Baker does. You just need to deal with her for a while. So that’s all. You’re doing it for the money. And the security. Not because any part of you likes the prospect of fully being a girl, or anything. Having someone slide his hands down your body, caressing your skin, leaving gentle tingles wherever his fingers trail against you. Dipping ever further, finding a smooth mound, ready and open, eager to feel him inside of you – You shake your head. I have no idea where I got that from. It must be the plot to a porno, or something. Time to focus on the matter at hand.<<else>><<AddFem 6>>You can’t believe it’s come to this. You thought things were bad enough after last night, but now you have Kurt’s crazy mother trying to stick a vagina into you. And you’re actually going to let her. It’s insane. But she’s offering you money, and you don’t see what other choice you have. I didn’t even think to ask how much she’s going to give me. Well, whatever it is, it’ll help you go to college. The idea of attending your dream school isn’t quite as comforting as it used to be. Instead of helping you feel like you can make it through the latest of conflicts, the fantasy seems further away than ever. But that’s crazy; the money will only push you closer to achieving your goal. Right? I miss the days when I didn’t doubt everything I’ve done.<</if>><<elseif $flag.lisaresponse eq "no">><<if $temp.switch1>>That felt good. Maybe even great. You’ve been jerked around so damn much the last few weeks. Finally being able to put your foot down and take control of your life feels really damn good. Although, you don’t think Kurt’s mother is just going to roll over about this. Is she going to retaliate against you? You think it through. If she does it wouldn’t be anything too overt. After all, she wants as little attention as possible. You resolve to be ready, just in case something happens.<<else>><<AddFem 2>>What the fuck is going on? You thought things were bad enough after last night, but now you have Kurt’s crazy mother trying to stick a vagina into you. Somehow things are worse than ever. What is Kurt’s mother going to do now? Will she try to get revenge on you? You shiver. What if she has you killed or something? I’m losing it. If she’s worried about a political scandal then it’s unlikely she’d have you killed to cover it up. Well, whatever does happen, you have the feeling you won’t like it. You just hope it won’t be too bad.<</if>><<elseif $flag.lisaresponse eq "maybe">><<if $temp.switch1>><<AddFem 4>>That went well, you try to tell yourself. You’re not sure you believe it, but you’ve read that telling yourself positive things will make you think positively, and you could sure use some of that right now. You told Kurt’s mother you wouldn’t do it. She didn’t quite come to the same conclusion, but maybe you can convince her more tonight. Surely the two of you can figure something out. You’ve shown her your backbone, and she’s willing to throw money at the problem; there must be some unseen option here. You do still have the problem of the rumors being spread about you, so you shouldn’t quite alienate her altogether. That’s the only reason you didn’t stand up more for yourself, of course. For now, you just want to get home. Lately it’s always one thing after another.<<else>><<AddFem 2>>You thought things were bad enough after last night, but it’s hard to believe that now you have Kurt’s crazy mother trying to stick a vagina into you. It’s insane. She’s offering you money, and acting like you don’t have a choice. Of course I do, you try to tell yourself. But you’re uneasy. She seemed so put together and prepared, and how are you going to put the rumors to rest without her help? For now, you just want to get as far from Lisa Baker as possible.<</if>><</if>> <<if $temp.switch1 and $flag.lisaresponse neq "maybe">>As you walk away from the limo you try to<<else>>You step further away from the limo and<</if>> get your bearings. [[Where the hell are you?|W6M][$control.location to "Arthur"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur">><<AddFem 4>>According to the street signs, you’re at an intersection you’re not familiar with. You’re standing in the parking lot of a pilates studio; Doctor Kovak is nowhere in sight. The limo pulls away and you turn in a circle, trying to spot a recognizable landmark. In the end, you have no choice but to start walking. You make it a good distance before you get to a hardware store. Just outside of it you see a truck you recognize. <<if $route.arthur>>Even better, the person just now getting inside it is a friendly face. @@.yellow;"Arthur!"@@ You wave wildly, trying to get his attention before he drives away. The country boy smiles at you through the driver side window. @@.arthur;"$name,"@@ he drawls as he rolls it down, @@.arthur;"what’s up? Funny running into you here."@@ He glances toward the hardware store, clearly wondering what you’re shopping for. @@.yellow;"Yeah, I was in the area, but my ride bailed,"@@ you lie. @@.yellow;"Mind giving me a ride home?"@@ He smiles, and the sight of it comforts you. @@.arthur;"Hop inside."@@ With that,<<else>>The person just now getting inside is a familiar face, but not one you think will want to see you. @@.yellow;"Arthur!"@@ You wave wildly, trying to get his attention before he drives away. The country boy sees you and grimaces through the driver side window. @@.arthur;"$name,"@@ he slowly drawls as he rolls it down, @@.arthur;"how’s it goin’?"@@ He refuses to meet your gaze, likely because of the earlier awkwardness between you two. @@.yellow;"I’m really sorry to ask you this,"@@ you say sincerely, @@.yellow;"but can you take me home?"@@ His mouth twists with displeasure. You wrap your arms around yourself, suddenly feeling overwhelmed and vulnerable. The last twenty-four hours had been utter shit, and now you can’t even get home. You just want to cry. He sighs. @@.arthur;"Hop inside,"@@ he says gruffly. He slowly<</if>> [[he leans over and opens the passenger side door.|W6M][$control.location to "Arthur 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 2">><<if $route.arthur>>@@.arthur;"Everything alright,"@@ he asks, giving you a shy glance. A hint of a smile lingers just beneath the surface, as if happiness is never far off for him. <<if $fem gte 600>><<AddFem 2>>You idly wonder if it’s because he’s looking at you.<<else>>Lucky fucker, you half muse.<</if>> @@.arthur;"You called out of work for the first time today. I was a little worried,"@@ he continues a hair too casually. Well, it doesn’t seem like Arthur’s heard of last night’s events, at least. @@.yellow;"I wasn’t feeling great today,"@@ you tell him. That’s true, at least. @@.arthur;"So you went DIY shopping but came out empty-handed?"@@ You have to laugh. @@.yellow;"I thought they had something to fix my mood, but nothing looked right."@@ His eyes widen with sudden understanding. @@.arthur;"I gotcha,"@@ the words come out slowly, as if he’s carefully choosing them, @@.arthur;"I dunno about the city, but here hardware stores don’t see that stuff. I can stop at a convenience store, if you like."@@ Confused, you raise an eyebrow. @@.yellow;"Why would we do that?"@@ He inhales through his teeth. @@.arthur;"Wow, the city is really different if convenience stores don’t even sell feminine products."@@ [[He’s half-teasing, but half-questioning.|W6M][$control.location to "Arthur 3"]]<<else>>He pulls out of the parking lot, not speaking to you or looking your way. You shift uncomfortably in your seat. There’s tension in the air between the two of you. @@.arthur;"How are things goin’,"@@ he asks, his gaze still refusing to meet yours. His mouth is a straight line, his jaw strong and defined. <<if $fem gte 600>>It’s unfair that you’re mistaken for a girl while this guy looks like he’s going to star in the next superhero movie.<<else>>You’d thought being friends with him would be more, well, friendly.<</if>> You wonder if he heard about last night’s events. @@.yellow;"It’s been one of those days,"@@ you answer candidly. His brow furrows, and despite himself the next words carry a hint of concern. @@.arthur;"Is everything okay?"@@ It’s nice to have someone genuinely care about your well-being. @@.yellow;"I don’t know."@@ You put the heel of your palm against your forehead. @@.yellow;"I don’t know."@@ He sighs. @@.arthur;"I’m sorry."@@ @@.yellow;"Thanks."@@ After that it’s a quiet ride home for you. When Arthur drops you off at your front door you give him a big thank you and get a grunt in response. [[You head inside.|W6M][$control.location to "Afternoon"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 3">><<AddFem 4>>Now it’s your turn for your eyes to widen in sudden understanding. Arthur thinks you’re on your period and needed a tampon, or something? You try not to cringe. It’s a humiliating thought, but at least it gives you an excuse to miss work and be at the hardware store. He must think I’m dumb. @@.yellow;"I just didn’t realize you’d figured it out,"@@ you say clumsily, trying to salvage the situation. @@.yellow;"This is so embarrassing."@@ @@.arthur;"No worries,"@@ he smiles. @@.arthur;"It’s natural, and not that weird."@@ Twenty minutes later you emerge from the convenience store, red-faced and clutching a plastic bag very tightly. You had no idea what to get, and the chubby male cashier was not someone to ask. You’d ended up getting a box of "heavy-duty pads" and "super plus extra" tampons. You figure if they’re strong then this way you can claim to only need one of each per period, and that way you’ll never have to get more again. @@.arthur;"All set?"@@ @@.yellow;"Yup,"@@ you quickly nod, @@.yellow;"Got enough for a year now."@@ You pat the bag. @@.yellow;"This is the strong stuff."@@ @@.arthur;"Great,"@@ he says awkwardly. When you pull up to the cottage he leaves the engine running. @@.arthur;"I have to get home and help my dad,"@@ he says apologetically. @@.arthur;"I wish we could have more time together, but it was nice to spend a little bit with you."@@ You realize he’s referring to coming inside. @@.yellow;"No problem,"@@ you say lightly. You pat your plastic bag. @@.yellow;"I got these guys to keep me busy tonight."@@ [[Why would I say that?|W6M][$control.location to "Arthur 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 4">><<AddFem 2>>Uncertainty flickers on his face. @@.arthur;"Okay, right."@@ And now it’s super awkward. You decide it’s best to just end this before you say something else dumb. @@.yellow;"Thanks for the ride."@@ You smile and open the door. Before you can exit his truck he leans in for a kiss. You hesitate. Things with you and Arthur have been confusing, to say the least. When you last met you’d sort of agreed to date him. If you kiss him, you need to accept that you’re leading him on. Or, you’re going to be genuinely dating him. Both of those are bad for a boy pretending to be a girl. <<if $flag.lisaresponse eq "yes">>You don’t trust Kurt’s mother. Having her as an ally isn’t reassuring.<<else>>You probably pissed off Kurt’s mother earlier. Which leaves you with precisely no allies.<</if>> If trouble starts you may want to have Arthur on your side. He already was invaluable with the ride home. If you don’t kiss him, he’ll probably be disappointed. Can you afford to make him unhappy? <<if $fem lt 610>> [[Kiss him. Commit to the lie for now.|W6M][$control.location to "Kiss"]] You can do the right thing later, right now you need some time to think. Kissing him will get him away quicker than a big talk.<</if>><<if $fem gte 550 and $fem lt 610>> [[Kiss him. Don’t think about it, just do.|W6M][$control.location to "Kiss 2"]]<</if>><<if $fem gte 610>> [[You kiss him. You don’t think about it, you just do it.|W6M][$control.location to "Kiss 2"]]<<if $flag.lisaresponse eq "yes">> [[You kiss him. And you mean it.|W6M][$control.location to "Kiss 3"]]<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kiss ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kiss">><<AddFem 6>>You lean in, your lips locked against his. It’s slightly more aggressive than you would have liked, and you can tell you took him by surprise. A second later Arthur’s hand gently cups your face as recovers from the move. You do a few quick waves with your tongue, wondering if you’ve hit the minimum requirement yet for an acceptable kiss. You can let him down later. For now, your mind is preoccupied with the limo ride. What Lisa Baker demanded you do. Arthur doesn’t appear quite done, but you can’t sit around making out any longer. For all you know someone is photographing you right at that moment! You give Arthur one final peck on the lips. @@.yellow;"I’ll see you later,"@@ you promise him. He nods, his eyes tracking you as you exit out the truck, a small smile on his face. [[You head inside the cottage.|W6M][$control.location to "Afternoon"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kiss 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kiss 2">><<AddFem 10>>Your chin ducks in the barest of nods, nearly imperceptible. Arthur sees it, however. His lips touch yours, a gentle caress that grows in pressure as he tastes you. Arthur’s hand cups your face, steady and strong. His tongue should be gross. He’s a guy, after all. But it’s not. The way he kisses you steals your breath. And that’s not even because you’ve temporarily lost access to air. You don’t know what this kiss, this contact means. For a handful of seconds you are lost in the passion and heat of a great fucking make-out session. But it can’t last. Lisa Baker’s voice whispers in the back of your thoughts, reminding you her demands. There’s a whimper as you break away. To your embarrassment it comes from you. Arthur gives you a wry grin and you shut your eyes as you flush red. @@.arthur;"I love how expressive you are,"@@ he marvels. @@.arthur;"You have the cutest reaction when you’re embarrassed."@@ Well, of course him saying that doesn’t fucking help. You flush harder and he laughs. @@.yellow;"I need to go."@@ And of course that comes out really fucking breathy. His eyes twinkle as they follow you out of the truck, a ready smile on his face. [[You head inside the cottage.|W6M][$control.location to "Afternoon"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kiss 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kiss 3">><<AddFem 16>>You agreed to Lisa’s offer. So, from an objective point of view, you’re practically a girl already. And Arthur is a boy who is interested in you. So you should see where this goes. For science. For the future. And research. And adventure. Or something. It’ll make you more prepared later, when you revert back. On some level, though, you want it so badly. @@.yellow;"Kiss me,"@@ you exhale in the tiniest of whispers. His eyes open and he sees you, like really sees you in a way that scares and excites you all at once, in a way that makes your heart pound. Your blood beats to a rhythm set by his stare. When he finally kisses you it’s with the intensity of a dehydrated man finding water. It’s not desire, it’s need. Intimate need. His kiss is gentle and strong. Your heart hammers harder and a heat is carried with it, one that grows with every second. Arthur’s arm wraps around you, his hand square against the middle of your back, the gesture one of connection and possession. On some level you would have once found kissing any guy to be disgusting. Now the only word you could use is exhilarating. For several minutes you luxuriate in his embrace. To your surprise, it's Arthur who breaks away first. @@.arthur;"I’ve got to get going,"@@ he whispers with equal parts chagrin and self-control. It’s just as well, considering you should be getting ready for tonight’s big event. But you can’t deny that you wish the kiss could have continued. Sure, Arthur is a guy. But it’s more about just losing yourself in the interest of another person. Having someone feel that for you. That’s what you tell yourself as you watch his truck drive off. With a breathy sigh [[you go inside the cottage.|W6M][$control.location to "Afternoon"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Parents ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Parents">>You try to keep your voice calm, your tone reasonable. @@.yellow;"I’m just not comfortable with this,"@@ you choose your words carefully, @@.yellow;"and I won’t be bullied into something I don’t want to do."@@ You straighten your back and look her in the eye. It took all your resolve to say no, but you won’t be someone’s pawn. Surprisingly, Lisa Baker doesn’t look perturbed. @@.lisa;"I thought you might say that. I also thought you might misconstrue this as a choice."@@ She smiles coldly. @@.lisa;"In fact, I made a phone call this morning because I assumed you would say no."@@ She regards you like a cat looking at a mouse. @@.lisa;"You know something about old money, $name? It always recognizes its kind. My son couldn’t help but tell me all about you; your whole story, dear. It was tedious. But something about it nagged at me. I had this vague feeling that somewhere in your drab life story was an inconsistency. Normally I wouldn’t spare a second thought about someone as meaningless as you, but I’ve learned to trust my instincts."@@ You gulp. Where is she going with this? @@.lisa;"The only interesting thing about you, dear, is your dead aunt. I never met Bernice, though I sent an invitation to her for tea once. She didn’t reply, which was fine, it gave me pretext to be offended and not have rabble in my home."@@ Why would Lisa Baker want to invite your aunt over? @@.lisa;"People said she went insane. Ah, I can see you’re wondering how I knew your aunt. Why would I send an invitation to an insane woman? You’re always one step behind, dear."@@ You bristle at yet another insult, but stay silent. She seems to enjoy these drawn out speeches. @@.lisa;"Because old money knows old money, $name."@@ She narrows her eyes, and you see a ruthlessness hiding just beneath the surface. @@.lisa;"Bernice’s sister and I float in many of the same circles."@@ Oh no. @@.lisa;"We’ve attended the same fundraisers."@@ Oh shit. Shit. Shit.@@.lisa;"She and I were seated next to each other once at a mutual acquaintance’s Easter dinner."@@ FUCK. @@.lisa;"Our sons went to the same summer camp a decade ago."@@ All of the blood had long ago drained from your face. If it hadn’t it would all over again. @@.lisa;"That was something she and I had in common, you see. A shared fact. Despite how much we wanted one, neither of us had a daughter."@@ [[Oh no.|W6M][$control.location to "Parents 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Parents 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Parents 2">>You gulp and desperately try to derail this train, though you know it’s not possible. @@.yellow;"Oh, you must know my other aunt, Aunt Brittany."@@ You doubt Lisa doesn’t already know your entire family tree, but you need to try. @@.yellow;"I have two aunts, her and Bernice. Brittany’s great. We sure miss Bernice. Big family. You know, Brittany’s son and I are almost identical cous– "@@ @@.lisa;"Do you know what else Brittany Jones and I have in common, $name,"@@ Lisa purrs. @@.yellow;"Um."@@ Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuckoh fuckoh fuchohfuckohfuckohfuck. She knows my mom. And she isn’t buying any of your lies. @@.lisa;"We each have just one sibling. When my brother died Brittany sent me a condolence card. Naturally, I did the same when Bernice passed."@@ You give it one more try. @@.yellow;"Right, they don't have any other siblings because Bernice is my aunt through marriage, her husband was,"@@ you frown in concentration for a millisecond, @@.yellow;"my dad’s brother and – "@@ She holds up her hand, palm out. @@.lisa;"Enough, dear. Danny Jones, I have already spoken with your mother."@@ Time comes to a halt. @@.yellow;"You did what?"@@ [[Oh no.|W6M][$control.location to "Parents 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Parents 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Parents 3">>She smiles, and you can see the pleasure behind it. She’s enjoying this.@@.lisa;"This morning. I didn’t figure it out until I heard about your fall. $name Jones is a common name, after all. I did not piece it all together immediately, although I should have. I knew something was wrong after you came here for your little playdate with my son, but it was the fall that made everything click together."@@ She laughs. @@.lisa;"Do you want to know how?"@@ Delight breaks through, mingling with the ruthlessness. She looks maniacal. @@.lisa;"As soon as I heard you had a penis, it made sense. You weren’t feminine enough, darling.@@ <<if $breastsize lt 13>>@@.lisa;You always looked like a boy in a dress.@@ <</if>>@@.lisa;And there was something artificial in your manners, like you were playing a part rather than living a life."@@ She snorts. @@.lisa;"You made a mistake, $name. You didn’t commit fully enough. And now you will pay the price."@@ She takes a deep breath, her face gradually easing from ecstasy to something more focused. @@.lisa;"Once I knew the truth, it was obvious what had to be done. And even more so that you would never agree. When playing chess, $name, you don’t try one tactic to get checkmate. You make sure that you have every piece in play to guarantee victory. So I made a phone call to my old friend, Brittany Jones."@@ She rolls down her window. @@.lisa;"Come in."@@ The door on the opposite side of her opens. @@.pink;"Hello, $name."@@ [[Your heart stops in your chest.|W6M][$control.location to "Parents 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Parents 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Parents 4">>Your mother slides in. She’s wearing her usual "mainstream feminine" attire; her dress hints at cleavage and suggests the curve of her body, but no more. Her heels are pronounced but not so high that she would stand over most men. Her hair, bottle blonde, sometimes darkens at the roots, but only ever tastefully. She’s a natural brunette, but you have no memory of her true hair color. Her back is straight, like a warrior's. Her face radiates disappointment and cold fury. No no no no no – Your father comes in after her, thunder on his brow. Instinct kicks in and you try to make yourself as small as possible so you aren’t the spark that sets him off. He’s easy to miss in a crowd, the prototypical unassuming man. He’s about average height, slightly attractive, light brown hair. His suit is tailored and nice, but not showy. The only thing remarkable thing about him is the color of his eyes; a winter green that would be lovely on a woman, but your father keeps them obstructed by thick glasses, preferring to hide their expressive nature from others. He’s not wearing glasses today. @@.lisa;"Normally I would leave and give you a polite amount of time to,"@@ Lisa pauses, taking her time to glance from you to your parents, making a show of it, @@.lisa;"adjust. But given both of our family’s reputations are on the line because of one foolish child, I must regretfully insist we come to terms first, and your private moment afterward."@@ Your mother dips her head, [[a nod that communicates respect amongst peers|W6M][$control.location to "Parents 5"]], not deference.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Parents 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Parents 5">>@@.pink;"As you wish, Lisa."@@ Your mother looks at you while she speaks, taking in your appearance, your clothes. She reveals nothing of what she thinks of your new look. If your father is thunder then your mother is winter; cold, isolated, distant. You can’t bear to let this go on. @@.yellow;"Mom, do you know what she wants me to do?"@@ Neither of your parents speak. A new tension fills the limo. @@.yellow;"Look, I know how I’m dressed, but I can explain everything."@@ Your parents are no strangers to upper society, and they have always cultivated a careful image. You have to try to clear the air before Lisa Baker can make you out to be some serial deviant. @@.yellow;"It was all a misunderstanding. It just got out of control and I kept thinking it was almost over and then more stuff would happen."@@ You worry you aren’t explaining this well enough. You desperately look back and forth between them. Your mother is inscrutable, your father is – well, you just look back at your mother. @@.yellow;"I promise you, I didn’t want any of this. I’m a straight guy! I swear. I just had no choice, I – "@@ Your father’s nostrils flare and he exhales. @@.red;"Quiet."@@ His voice makes you flinch. With one word he silences you. You know better than to defy him. Your body trembles and it’s all you can do to choke back a sob. @@.red;"Look at you,"@@ he says in disgust. @@.red;"So weak."@@ The old resentments bubble forth. It’s the same criticism he’s always had for you. @@.lisa;"If we may get back to negotiations?"@@ The voice of Kurt’s mother is almost welcome. The tension between you and your parents swells for one more beat before someone exhales. The atmosphere feels less strained by the moment. @@.pink;"Of course, Lisa. Apologies for the interruption."@@ Your mother affords you a measured look. @@.pink;"It won’t happen again."@@ [[It’s not unusual for her to make promises on your behalf.|W6M][$control.location to "Parents 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Parents 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Parents 6">><<AddFem 4>>@@.lisa;"We all know what’s going on here,"@@ Lisa continues. @@.lisa;"I think it’s clear for a variety of reasons directly relevant to both of our families that the truth can not come out."@@ Your mother does her "respectful but equal" nod again. @@.pink;"Of course."@@ She looks at your father. He stares out the limo’s window without speaking, a vain pulsing in his forehead. Your mother sighs and looks back at Lisa. @@.pink;"On the jet ride over I kept thinking, how can we minimize this? What if we announce he’s gay? That would be chic."@@ She says it as if you aren’t sitting there, listening. Kurt’s mother frowns at your mother’s statement. @@.lisa;"It would be problematic if –"@@ @@.yellow;"Mom,"@@ you whisper, @@.yellow;"I’m straight, I – "@@ Your mother speaks implacabaly over both of you. @@.yellow;"But if we say he’s gay, how would that explain him wearing a dress?"@@ Lisa stops speaking and waits, her frown still in place. Your mouth is so dry you can’t swallow. @@.pink;"We could announce he was crossdressing, which would be... odd."@@ She waits to see if anyone will interrupt her, but no one does. [[You know better, and Lisa appears intent to hear your mother’s reasoning through.|W6M][$control.location to "Parents 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Parents 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Parents 7">><<AddFem 8>>@@.pink;"Odd, but in this climate, workable. Except how would he explain him committing identity fraud to a local employer because he masqueraded as a girl for a month?"@@ She sighs, her back no less straight and rigid than when she first came in. @@.pink;"It would be headline worthy if we announced our son was transgender. Good enough for our own excuse to enter politics, don’t you think?"@@ She smiles wryly, and you can see potential scenarios playing across her eyes. @@.pink;"Us coastal elites do love our personal causes."@@ Then she returns to the present and her smile vanishes. @@.pink;"But that story carries a problem."@@ Lisa nods. @@.lisa;"My son."@@ It’s a reminder, a threat, a warning. @@.lisa;"When he and I find out we will react poorly. It will be revealed that my son was tricked."@@ @@.pink;"Quite,"@@ your mother muses. You can’t believe Lisa Baker spent money on some consultant. Your mother didn’t need anyone else to see several steps ahead. @@.pink;"And suddenly my child is a sexual predator."@@ She looks at you bitterly. @@.pink;"And our name loses much because of it."@@ You avert your gaze, a sick feeling growing within you. @@.lisa;"Then you are agreeable to my proposal?"@@ Lisa sounds surprised. Your mom looks to your dad. He doesn’t say a word, nor does he give her any signal. He just remains staring out the window. Your mother turns back and nods. @@.pink;"The only path we see out of this is if we never had a son to begin with. A daughter, however."@@ [[She lets the suggestion linger in the air.|W6M][$control.location to "Parents 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Parents 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Parents 8">><<AddFem 6>>You can’t believe it. @@.yellow;"Seriously?"@@ Your parents are actually going along with this? You can tell they’re upset, but don't see how that can mean they’re okay with this of all things. Your mother ignores you. @@.pink;"It won’t be that hard to backdate some documents. We talked to our lawyers after you called Lisa, and they think they can retroactively edit enough paperwork that it will believable."@@ She waves a hand dismissively and her voice goes falsetto. @@.pink;"Oh, that certificate says male? Wouldn’t you believe it, so does this transcript. But this card and this diploma both say female. Such a bother."@@ @@.yellow;"You’re just go rewrite my life history?"@@ Your mother exhales though her nose, her attention now focused solely on you. When she speaks you can hear her anger, but her voice is quiet, controlled. @@.pink;"This morning we hired an agency to do a thorough, yet discreet, search through your personal history to see what people remembered about you. Your teachers don’t recall much. Other acquaintances gave such varying descriptions of you that nobody was accurate. With some leading questions a few were even convinced you’d been a girl, and falsely recalled you as a tomboy."@@ Your father clenches a fist so hard that every knuckle cracks, the first movement he’s made since getting into the limo. You wince. @@.pink;"Nobody should question it. So long as no undue attention is brought out way, that is."@@ Your mother continues, rather wistfully. @@.pink;"No politics. No lobbying. Only the most careful of brand expansion. Otherwise we will invite scrutiny, and this ruse will be discovered."@@ Your mother sounds more disappointed about that than anything else. Is that why you’re parents are so upset? You’ve always known they were driven people, but could they really care more about their ambition than your identity? [[The very idea of it hurts you.|W6M][$control.location to "Parents 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Parents 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Parents 9">><<AddFem 6>>Lisa nods. @@.lisa;"I agree. The best course of action is for to $name to play the part of a normal, young girl."@@ Hope hitches in your throat when your mother doesn’t immediately agree, but then her small nod back to Lisa tells you to stop kidding yourself. @@.lisa;"Then it’s settled. $name will go through with the procedure. My son will dump her at the right time and in the right fashion,"@@ she bows her head, @@.lisa;"and out of respect for your family it will not be too demeaning. Though, you understand that we are the wronged party, so there will be a certain amount of poetic justice applied."@@ Your mother quirks an eyebrow. @@.pink;"Don’t get petty, Lisa."@@ It might have been intimidating if she looked even halfway serious. Mrs Baker’s eyes flash. @@.lisa;"It’s not pettiness, Lisa. Keep in mind I’m going to be tricking my son into kissing another male while also preserving your family’s new shameful secret."@@ She sniffs. @@.lisa;"But don’t worry, I’m not thinking anything particularly vengeful. Just satisfying. It will stay in character, of course. Perhaps after he dumps her she will post an emotional video on social media, crying and begging for him to come back. Mascara tears, hyperventilating, all characteristics of a desperate girl in love. A bit embarrassing for her, sure, but nothing consequential for your family name."@@ Your mother thinks it over. @@.pink;"The terms are agreeable."@@ You want to scream. @@.lisa;"One more thing,"@@ [[Lisa adds.|W6M][$control.location to "Parents 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Parents 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Parents 10">><<AddFem 4>>Your mother’s rigid back somehow stands even straighter. @@.pink;"You’ve already asked for, and been granted, much."@@ A faint smile ghosts Mrs. Baker’s lips. @@.lisa;"I just have a question, that’s all. Will you be turning her back when this is over?"@@ Your mother regards you coldly. @@.pink;"We shall see,"@@ she says simply. With the amount of gravitas those words carried you’re surprised she isn’t cast as an aged wizard in a fantasy franchise. @@.lisa;"Ah,"@@ Lisa smiles sardonically. @@.lisa;"Whatever you do, you’ll be discreet. Of course."@@ @@.pink;"Of course."@@ Lisa Baker nods. @@.lisa;"Very well. I’ll give you a few minutes."@@ The door nearest to her opens as if on cue and she exits the limo, [[leaving you alone with your parents.|W6M][$control.location to "Parents 11"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Parents 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Parents 11">><<AddFem 4>>@@.yellow;"Mom,"@@ you try. A part of you thinks it’s no use, but you’ve got to do something. @@.red;"Quiet."@@ Your father says in a tone that will broker no defiance. You shiver. You’ve rarely seen him this angry. @@.pink;"Do you have any idea what you’ve done?"@@ You have no idea if you’re supposed to answer or remain silent, but you hope that your mother’s question is an invitation to speak. @@.yellow;"Let me explain."@@ @@.pink;"What’s there to explain?"@@ Your mother responds dismissively. @@.pink;"We know your work thinks you’re a woman. We know you’ve been romantically linked to the oldest Baker boy, and that he has no idea you’re not a woman. What you’ve done, tricking him? In this day and age? Having a sexual relationship with someone without their full awareness and consent is social suicide. If word gets out there will be pitchforks at our front doors."@@ She squares her shoulders like a sailor facing a storm. @@.pink;"The scandal would give our rivals too much ammunition. We’re in the middle of a new business venture and cannot afford to stand out right now. Logically, the only option is to sweep this under the rug. We need Lisa Baker’s cooperation for that, and these are her terms. You have yourself to blame for that."@@ If all of this hinged on your parents doing a business deal then you’re as good as screwed. [[They’d never pick you over the company.|W6M][$control.location to "Parents 12"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Parents 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Parents 12">>@@.yellow;"Wouldn’t it be easier to have me be me,"@@ you implore, @@.yellow;"Changing an entire person’s life is a lot of work."@@ @@.pink;"At one point that might have been possible,"@@ your mother concedes, @@.pink;"but the Baker family has leverage on us. They have cause. And they cannot afford an ounce of scrutiny. Even if that means eviscerating us to come out on top."@@ She says this all very matter-of-factly. @@.pink;"I would do the same to them, if I could."@@ Again that wistful look. @@.pink;"However as I said earlier, due to your actions that option is off the table."@@ @@.yellow;"Please don’t make me do this, mommy."@@ You beg her. Now both of your parents look at you in disgust. @@.pink;"You are an adult. Behave like one."@@ You shrink in your seat. They aren’t going to help you. @@.pink;"You have made serious blunders, and for those reasons, you will be forced to deal with the consequences. Lisa Baker will destroy our family if you do not do as she demands. And your father and I will not allow that to happen. So you will do exactly as she says."@@ <<if $fem gte 380>>You bow your head. You have no idea how to convince them. Your mother’s voice demands you look up and meet her gaze @@.pink;"Do I make myself clear? You will do as we say.@@<<else>>@@.yellow;"Or what?"@@ You surprise yourself with your boldness. Your mother raises an eyebrow, as surprised as you are by your reply.<</if>> @@.pink;"You are an untrained, uneducated, penniless adult who has been masquerading as a member of the opposite sex. @@<<if $fem gte 380>>@@.pink;It does not matter whether you have manipulated events to this end or if you are so hapless that you let events manipulate you. Our word on this is final. We will announce that our son is on sabbatical, and he will disappear forever. You will obey. Should you not obey us@@<<else>>@@.pink;We will announce that our son is on sabbatical, and he will disappear forever. Meanwhile,@@<</if>>@@.pink;you will be cut off and stuck here, with no prospects, no money, and no identity. You’ll be forced out of your aunt’s cottage. We’ll close your bank accounts. We’ll take your passport and license."@@ She stares you down, her eyes like rock. @@.pink;"You think me cruel, but imagine the position you’ve put us in."@@ She hisses. @@.pink;"Our only son playing sexual predator. We’re blackmailed into playing along. And if we must disown you to save us then so be it."@@ She takes a deep breath. @@.pink;"This is for the family, Danny. You must do this for all of us. @@<<if $fem gte 380>>@@.pink;We will force you to, if necessary. @@<</if>>@@.pink;Or we will not survive the backlash."@@ [[Your father stands up|W6M][$control.location to "Parents 13"]] @@.red;"Enough."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Parents 13 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Parents 13">><<AddFem 4>>Your mother nods. @@.pink;"Let’s be done with this."@@ She rap on the limo window, and the door opens instantly. @@.pink;"She’s all yours, Lisa. She’ll do everything you say."@@ Your mother looks back at you impassively. @@.pink;"If you think you have a choice, then make it. But you don’t."@@ Both of them exit the limo, leaving you shaking and alone, but only for a minute. Lisa Baker comes back in. @@.lisa;"I’m afraid you need to get out here. I have a meeting I must be off to. I’ve called you a taxi."@@ You nod numbly, and get out, stretching as you do. Your parents are nowhere in sight, but a sleek car is just pulling away. A yellow cab idles nearby. You cross over to it and get inside. The driver already has your address up on the GPS, [[so you don’t need to speak as he takes you home.|W6M][$control.location to "Afternoon"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Afternoon ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Afternoon">><<if $flag.lisaresponse eq "parents">><<AddFem 4>>Your mind whirls as soon as the cottage door shuts. Your parents are actually on board with this. You have no hope of stopping this from happening. Maybe. You remember your mother’s words about them maybe keeping you as a girl. Before today you wouldn’t have believed it, but now you aren’t sure. You know your parents. They’re dangling the chance to be a boy again in front of you because the price is clear. They want total submission. Complete compliance. And maybe, that stupid magic word, maybe if they get it they will be benevolent and change you back. You thought you could be a new person in Hope’s Point. Someone people remembered, someone with friends. That part you’d been right about. You’d also thought you could reinvent yourself. That was where you went wrong; you never had control of your image. You’ve been the backseat passenger to your own life. [[And you’re still one now, it seems.|W6M][$control.location to "Afternoon 2"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You slump down onto your couch<<if $route.arthur>>, the taste of Arthur still in your mouth<</if>>. You can’t believe the day you’ve had. What Lisa Baker said. What you replied back with. Sure, you know what you told her, but you still have time to decide. If you don’t go through with the procedure tonight then her whole plan is fucked. She won’t kill you or anything. Probably. And you can keep yourself from crossing a really big line. But she did say it could be reversed. And that it was safe. And that she’d pay you. What will you do? Will you go through with this procedure, and try once again to dig yourself out of this mess? Or will you take the reigns of your life back? Will you have sex with Kurt in an effort to regain manhood you haven’t yet lost? [[What a fucking day.|W6M][$control.location to "Afternoon 2"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Afternoon 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Afternoon 2">><<if $flag.lisaresponse eq "parents">><<AddFem 4>>The whole world feels skewed. You’ve been so terrified of your parents finding out what’s been happening; you figured you’d be immediately shipped off to military academy if they knew about a tenth of it. Instead they’re demanding you freaking transition to another gender. You sit there, listless, staring at your hands. These fingers don’t belong to Danny Jones, they belong to $name Jones. You [[squeeze your eyes shut and lay down on the couch.|W6M][$control.location to "Night"]]<<else>>Normally you feel safe in the cottage, but right now you feel vulnerable, as if you’re being watched. Would the Bakers have someone nearby, keeping you under observation? It’s a scary thought. The paranoia is getting to you. You decide you just need to make a choice. Forget what you told Lisa before, make the real decision now. You can try to get out of this, and maybe keep your manhood, but in the process you’ll upset some powerful people. Or you can take their offer, get paid, and in a few months be laughing as you attend your new school with the perfect life. You just have to surrender your male life in the process. [[Try to avoid it. You didn’t act feminine in order to become a girl, and you won’t cross that line.|W6M][$control.location to "Resistance"]] [[Take the deal. Get paid. Trust that Lisa needs you more than you need her, and that this will all work out.|W6M][$control.location to "Night"; $fem += 12]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Resistance ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Resistance">>You have to think of a plan. <<if $fem gte 660>><<AddFem 4>>It’s hard to keep your thoughts in order. You wish someone else were here to help. <<if $route.arthur>>Like Arthur, maybe? You shake your head. Why would you think of that?<<else>><<if $route.val>> Like Val, maybe? You shake your head. You have no idea what to do about her. She thinks you’re a girl.<</if>><<if $route.dante>> Dante would be useful. He’s really smart. Although he’d probably be more concerned about you being a boy than with helping you.<</if>><<if $route.kurt>> Kurt would be great. You wish his confidence were here to cheer you on. You don’t think he’d be helpful, though.<</if>><<if $route.jake>> If Jake were here he’d take charge, for sure. But he also might freak out if he knew you weren’t a girl.<</if>><</if>> Distracted and unable to concentrate, you decide to get back to basics. You latch the windows and shut the curtains. You turn off all the lights and go hide. You’ll pretend you aren’t home. You wait, and the light gradually fades. [[You hear a knock at the front door.|W6M][$control.location to "Fail"; $flag.resisttf to "home"]]<<else>>You focus, pushing everything out of your mind. The trick here is to assume the worst, right? Well, they’re most likely watching you. Assuming the worst, they’ll follow you wherever you go. If you stay at the cottage, they could just force their way inside and take you with them. So you have to leave.<<if $route.job eq "res" and $flag.activitysignup and $flag.activityroute eq "lake">> You could go to the bookstore. <<if $route.val>>[[You still have a key to it from Val.|W6M][$control.location to "Resistance 2"; $flag.resisttf to "book"]] You both got so drunk she never asked for it back.<<else>>Wait, that won’t work. You gave it back when you left.<</if>><</if>><<if $flag.destinysplace>> You could [[go to Destiny’s place.|W6M][$control.location to "Resistance 2"; $flag.resisttf to "destiny"]] You remember where she lives, and how tough it is to get into her apartment. Of course, if she’s not home then you’re screwed and going to be caught.<</if>><<if $route.jake>> You remember the date you went on with Jake a few weeks earlier. <<if $flag.jakedateroute eq "ghost" or $flag.jakedateroute eq "cat">>The abandoned hospital place.<<elseif $flag.jakedateroute eq "art">>The bridge with the graffiti.<<elseif $flag.jakedateroute eq "boat">>The open security door, with the boat and the lake.<</if>> Maybe you could [[go hide there?|W6M][$control.location to "Resistance 2"; $flag.resisttf to $flag.jakedateroute]]<</if>> If nothing else, you could just [[wing it and hope for the best.|W6M][$control.location to "Resistance 2"; $flag.resisttf to "random"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Resistance 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Resistance 2">>Your destination decided on, you hurry out the door. You don’t think you have much time. Indeed, as you exit the cottage you can see the glow of headlights coming toward you. You rush to your bike on and climb on. The car is coming up the road, so you have no choice but to pedal through the field behind the house. You’ll get out to the main road, hopefully. It’s tough going. Riding a bike on pavement is one thing, but riding on dirt and grass is something different. The old bicycle isn’t made for traversing rough terrain; every movement is a battle as you struggle to keep it going. <<if $flag.spinlessons>><<AddFem 2>>Fortunately, you’ve experienced much worse in spin class. I never thought I’d be grateful for the days we did steep inclines. You burst out onto the main road and pedal harder. A quick look back shows the headlights are still outside the cottage. [[You’re actually going to escape!|W6M][$control.location to "Resistance 3"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Unfortunately, your only experience riding your bike is when you’re going to work or coming home. You aren’t used to riding off-road, and you fall twice. You end up finding it easier to walk next to your bike and push it. By the time you get to the road you’re exhausted. When you look back toward the cottage you can see the headlights of the car already coming your way. [[A second later they illuminate you.|W6M][$control.location to "Fail"; $flag.resisttf to "road"]] Fuck.<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Resistance 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Resistance 3">><<if $flag.resisttf eq "book">>You pedal toward the bookstore, desperate to escape. You’re familiar with the route by now, thank goodness, and between that and your head start you feel confident that you can get away in time. In the store’s parking lot you hide your bike in a shadowy corner. You circle to the back door and with shaking fingers you try to open the lock. The trembling slows you down, but you finally get it open. You lock the door behind you. Perfect! You’re safe. [[You can hide out here until morning.|W6T]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $flag.resisttf eq "destiny">>You pedal toward Destiny’s apartment, desperate to escape. You’re not very familiar with the route, but you think you remember how to get there. At least you have a head start; you feel confident that you can get away in time. You reach Destiny’s apartment, but much to your chagrin her white car is nowhere in sight. Shit. You don’t have a key to her place, either. How will you get inside? You look around for a fake rock or a doormat, somewhere the key might be. After several minutes of fruitless searching you decide you’re wasting time. If you can’t stay here then you should go somewhere else. You wheel your bike away from the apartment, but before you can enter the road a car pulls up and stops in front of you.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $flag.resisttf eq "random">><<AddFem 4>>You pedal forward. You aren’t going anywhere in particular, but you hope that the sheer fact that you’re moving will keep you hidden. Riding your bike in the dark to evade capture from people who want to give you a vagina is a weird way to spend your Monday night. It’s also physically and emotionally exhausting. After a half hour you feel spent. Pedaling through the field earlier had been bad enough, but by now you’re wiped out. Not seeing any other choice, you stop and take a rest. You don’t recognize the area; there’s a small convenience store in front of, with a small coffeestand not too far away from it. After a few minutes you feel better, but before you can resume running away (well, riding away) a car pulls up and stops in front of you.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $flag.resisttf eq $flag.jakedateroute>><<AddFem 2>>You pedal forward. It’s been a few weeks and you aren’t sure if you remember the way to where Jake took you on your date, but you do your best. You head <<if $flag.jakedateroute eq "ghost" or $flag.jakedateroute eq "cat">>toward where you think the abandoned hospital is. You’re half skeptical you won’t find it, but much to your relief you do. You use up a lot of time, though, which isn’t good. The building is just as spooky as you remember. You hide your bike behind some of the jagged furniture on the front lawn, then with a fearful glance backward you open the door and [[head inside.|W6M][$control.location to "Resistance 4"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $flag.jakedateroute eq "art">>toward where you think the graffiti bridge is. At first you’re very confident about what direction it’s in, but as you ride down different streets you begin to worry. The terrain isn’t changing like you expected it to, and before much longer passes you realize you’re lost. Turning back doesn't seem like a good option, so you just keep riding out in the open, hoping that you’ll lose the car by staying constantly moving. It isn’t long before you’re found, though. You hit a dead end in a suburban neighborhood. Headlights illuminate you and you shield your eyes. A dark figure steps out of the car and speaks clearly. @@.green;"Come along, miss Jones. I’ll have someone to see to your bike."@@ The door on the other side opens and a large man steps menacingly out of the car, ready to spring at you. It appears you don’t have a choice. [[You get into the car.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $flag.jakedateroute eq "boat">>down the route that you think he took. You manage to get the house quite easily; normally you don’t have the best sense of direction, so you’re pleased with yourself. You hide your bike in some bushes and sneak over to where you remember the side door is. As you get close you hear someone talking. Frowning, you slow down and try to get extra sneaky. You peak out from behind a tree and spot someone leaning against the door. Shit! He’s a thin man, with a light blue button-down shirt and dark slacks. He has a navy blue vest on, with the word "Security" emboldened in white on the left breast. He’s on the phone, talking in a low voice. You hesitate. You can’t afford to wait around and do nothing, but you can’t move forward either. [[Go back and try something else.|W6M][$control.location to "Resistance 4"; $flag.resisttf to "office"]] [[Listen.|W6M][$control.location to "Resistance 4"]]<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $flag.resisttf eq "destiny" or $flag.resisttf eq "random">> The rear passenger side door opens. A figure with a familiar goatee steps out and regards you soberly. @@.green;"Come along, miss Jones. I’ll send someone to see to your bike."@@ The door on the other side opens and two large men step out of the car, both looking ready to spring forward and chase you down. It appears you don’t have a choice. [[You get into the car.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Resistance 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Resistance 4">><<if $flag.resisttf eq "cat" or $flag.resisttf eq "ghost">>The inside is as eerie as you remember. <<if $flag.resisttf eq "cat">><<AddFem 2>>The last time you were here you and Jake had explored and found a cat masquerading as a ghost. With sure feet and your smartphone’s flashlight you head for the room the cat was in. When you get there you’re surprised; the black feline is in the same position on the windowsill. It regards you for a second and then turns away. Idly it licks its paws. Figuring it’s willing to share the room you hide in a corner. It isn’t long before you hear a distant door opens. You freeze. The audible tread of heavy boots grows closer as your pursuers move through the halls of the hospital. Just then the ghostly wail happens. You squeak in surprise and fear, but it’s lost in the loud echo of the cat’s cry. You watch it stretch its throat and emit another harsh growl. You hear a far off crashing sound and then cursing. The cat continues its haunting screech, the echoes bouncing through the building in the eeriest of fashions. Eventually the footsteps stop and the main door slams shut. You’re safe! For now at least. Not seeing any other choice, [[you stay where you are.|W6T]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 2>>The last time you were here something had scared you and Jake. You don’t want to exchange being given a vagina with being eaten by a ghost, so you don’t go far into the hospital. You leave the main room into a hallway and then stop in the first patient room you find. This will have to do. You hunker down behind an overturned bed and wait. It isn’t long before the front door opens. You freeze. The audible tread of heavy boots grows closer as your pursuers move through the main room. Just then the ghostly wail happens. You squeak in surprise and fear, not loudly, but enough that you’re heard. Someone comes into the room and shines a light on you. @@.green;"Miss Jones,"@@ a familiar voice says, @@.green;"Now that we’ve found you, if you’ll please join me. There’s a car waiting to take you to your appointment. I’ll send someone to fetch your bike."@@ Behind the figure two large men emerge, each one easily twice your size. Not seeing any choice, [[you go with them.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure"]]<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $flag.resisttf eq "boat">>@@.blue;"How can you say that? You do this every time I work. No, you do. Stop it, let me finish. We haven’t slept together since winter. Since winter. That’s ridiculous. You used to always stay awake for me and we’d fool around. Or remember when you’d sneak over and we’d fool around here? It’s been so long. Yes, that’s it. It isn’t whiny, it’s – this is classic you. Fine, go out to the bar. Make some other poor asshole miserable."@@ He hangs up and swears. You shift your balance and there’s the audible crack of a twig snapping. @@.blue;"Who’s there?"@@ The guard shines his flashlight right onto you. <<if $fem gte 650>><<AddFem 4>>@@.blue;"You shouldn’t be here,"@@ the guard frowns. @@.blue;"You need to go."@@ You think quickly, trying to come up with a good excuse. You remember what Jake said all those weeks ago about this being Maureen’s house. @@.yellow;"I was hanging out with Maureen by the lake and took a call inside. I got turned around and ended up out here."@@ The guard’s frown eases. @@.blue;"Oh, okay. I can call her right now."@@ @@.yellow;"That’s fine,"@@ you quickly reply, @@.yellow;"you can just let me inside."@@ He stops and his frown returns, this time much more suspicious. But you can also see his eyes dart up and down you. He clearly finds you attractive. <<if $tracking.blowjob>><<AddFem 8>>You’ve given head before. You could do it again, especially to save your manhood. [[Come onto him.|W6M][$control.location to "Resistance 5"][$resisttf to "boat"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 2>>Your skin crawls and you back up and rush away. Gross! Without thinking you plunge back the way you came.<</if>><<else>>@@.blue;"This is private property! Get out of here,"@@ he shouts. You hurry back the way you came.<</if>><<if $fem lt 650 or $tracking.blowjob eq false>> Right as you get back to the road a car pulls up. The rear passenger side door opens. A figure with a familiar goatee steps out and regards you soberly. @@.green;"Come along, miss Jones. I’ll send someone to see to your bike."@@ The door on the other side opens and two large men step out of the car, both looking ready to spring forward and chase you down. It appears you don’t have a choice. [[You get into the car.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure"]]<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $flag.resisttf eq "office">>You skirt back toward your bike. There’s still no car in sight, so you have some time. You ride away, trying to think of somewhere else you could go. You could head toward the restaurant, maybe? Except you called out sick today. You aren’t scheduled to work right now, and it’s not like you could just sit down and order a meal after calling out. As you pedal you get the sinking feeling that you’re running out of time. Whatever you can do to hide, you need to do it quickly. Then you spot a small office park. You turn in and pedal furiously behind it. Two employees mill about near the rear entrance, talking at the end of a long workday. You dump your bike behind some bushes and walk toward the door. The plan is simple: you’re pretend to be looking for your dad, and then you’ll just hide in the bathroom. This is a terrible idea. It’s simple. It’s stupid. It’s stupidly simple. One employee says goodbye and leaves. The remaining employee has a large gut and a balding head. He regards you blearily. <<if $current_outfit.id eq "sasha_angel">>@@.red;"Need some help,"@@<<else>>@@.red;"Where do you think you’re goin’,"@@<</if>> he eyes you suspiciously. You shake your head. @@.yellow;"Just running in to talk to my dad."@@ You hurry past him. <<if $fem gte 650 or $current_outfit.id neq "sasha_angel">>@@.red;"Hold on a second,"@@ [[he barks, and you freeze.|W6M][$control.location to "Fail"]]<<else>>@@.red;"Have a good night,"@@ [[he grumbles after you.|W6M][$control.location to "Resistance 5"]]<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Resistance 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Resistance 5">><<if $flag.resisttf eq "boat">><<AddFem 14>>@@.yellow;"You’re really hot,"@@ you tell him. It’s an absurdly dumb thing to say, but it’s all you can think of. Not because it’s true, it isn’t. Obviously. But you saw it in a porno once and you need to say something. He flushes. @@.blue;"Well, you know, a man in uniform."@@ @@.yellow;"Sure,"@@ you purr, glancing behind you. @@.yellow;"Do you have a shiny badge?"@@ You edge closer to him. @@.blue;"No, but I have a certificate to drive the security cart."@@ @@.yellow;"That’s amazing."@@ You’re in front of him now. It’s now or never. This is for my penis! You reach down and grab his crotch, squeezing his dick and balls through his pants. He gasps, his dick quickly growing hard at your touch. @@.yellow;"Can we go somewhere private and have you show it to me?"@@ He nods eagerly and unlocks the door next to him. You slip inside. As he comes in after you there’s the sound of several bodies stomping through the brush. @@.blue;"Stay right there,"@@ the guard says with a frown, @@.blue;"let me check on that."@@ He goes back outside and locks the door shut. You stay where you are and listen. You hear the guard talking with a familiar voice, and the voice ask if anyone had come by. @@.blue;"No one but residents and registered visitors. This is closely monitored private property, please leave."@@ You realize now is your chance. You stumble down to where you remember the boat is. It’s scary in the dark, but you’ve done it before. When you find it you duck down into it and hide inside. The guard comes by a short time later, cursing and whispering loudly for you. @@.blue;"Fuck, where did she go? I’m so fucked. Screw this; I’m not reporting it. If someone asks me I’ll say she snuck in. I’m not losing my job over some jailbait whore."@@ He leaves. You got away and you didn’t even have to give head! You feel proud of yourself. [[You also remain where you are.|W6T]] But what the fuck, jailbait?<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $flag.resisttf eq "office">><<AddFem 2>>Relieved, you speed walk around a few corners. There’s a flight of stairs in front of you. You head up them and wander around a little more. What am I doing, you chide yourself. You spot a bathroom in front of you, and figure you may as well stick to your plan. It’s one of those large women’s restrooms with multiple stalls. You lock the first door, then duck into a stall and lock that one too. [[You pull your knees up to your chest and wait.|W6T]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Fail ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Fail">><<if $flag.resisttf eq "home">><<AddFem 4>>A moment later, you hear the knob being turned and the door opens. Are you fucking kidding me. In your distracted state you forgot to lock the door. The worst part is that this isn’t even the first time that has happened. The same damn thing happened with Jake a few weeks earlier. You hear footfalls. In less than a minute the bedroom door opens. You catch your breath, hoping they don’t find you in your hiding place. It’s all for naught, however. The eWardrobe’s door slides open. Staring back at you is the Baker butler. With him are two tall men in dark suits. @@.green;"Good evening, miss Jones. If you’ll be so kind."@@ Not seeing any other your choice, [[you step out of the eWardrobe.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $flag.resisttf eq "road">>The car reaches you and the rear passenger side window lowers. A face with a familiar goatee regards you soberly. @@.green;"Come along, miss Jones. I’ll send someone to see to your bike."@@ Behind him you can see two large men in the car, both looking ready to spring out and chase you down. It appears you don’t have a choice. [[You get into the car.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $flag.resisttf eq "office">><<AddFem 8>>@@.red;"Who does your dad work for?"@@ You gulp and squint toward the wall just past the entrance. A reception desk sits there with a directory just above it. You read the first business name you see. @@.yellow;"My dad works for Scape Services."@@ He ambles in front of you and stops, his bulk sort of cornering you away from the entrance and leaving. You could walk immediately backward alongside the building wall, but it would be opposite the way you’d come. @@.red;"What do you know, I work there, too."@@ He smiles hungrily. @@.red;"I didn’t know any of my coworkers had such a lovely daughter."@@ He holds out his hand. @@.red;"I’m Scott."@@ You take his hand. Right now you could be caught by him in a lie, or caught by your pursuers standing outside in the freakin’ doorway. You try to shake his hand and just hurry past him, but he grips you tightly, which you didn’t expect. Apparently he didn't expect you to move that much, so he’s caught off balance and almost falls against you into the doorway. The result is less than ideal. You’re pinned against the reception desk by Scott, his arms around you and his face buried in your neck. @@.red;"Oh,"@@ he whispers huskily. @@.red;"It’s like that, is it?"@@ A car pulls up right then. The rear passenger side door opens and a familiar goatee frowns at you. @@.green;"Miss Jones. I see that you are in the middle of other matters, but we really must be going. Your appointment is at hand."@@ Scott instantly pushes off of you. @@.red;"Hey buddy, don’t look at me. I wasn’t doin’ nothin’. She came on to me and pulled me down onto her, I’m not into little girls."@@ Mr. Goatee ignores Scott. @@.green;"Miss Jones?"@@ [[With a heavy heart you join him in the car.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Night ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Night">>It’s a curious thing, accepting that your gender is about to change. You stay where you are, trying to come to terms with the concept. You almost feel detached from the idea, like it’s a distant thing that’s happening to someone else, and you’re nothing but a casual observer. The light fades from outside. You only notice because the living room gets gradually darker. Before it’s totally gone [[there’s a knock at the door.|W6M][$control.location to "Night 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Night 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Night 2">>You don’t even bother to move. After a moment the knob turns and the Baker butler frowns at you from the doorway. @@.green;"Ah, miss Jones. If you’ll come with me, please."@@ Your mind numb, you get to your feet and [[follow him outside.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Procedure ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Procedure">><<AddFem 2>>Once in the car you stare out the window hopelessly. There was no point in putting up a fight, not when you’re clearly out muscled. When it stops you look out the window and see a tall building. Three nurses in medical scrubs stand outside with an empty wheelchair. You exit the car, and one nurse immediately gestures for you to sit down. @@.hotpink;"Right this way, ma’am."@@ You don’t recognize them. When you look back toward the car you see it pulling away, leaving you no choice but to sit in the wheelchair. They take you inside, and you go through a succession of doors before you arrive at a room covered in plastic. All of the equipment looks expensive, but also like it’s just been set up. It’s like an office building has been converted into an operating room. Dr. Kovak is there, in a dark blue surgeon’s garb. @@.finalblue;"Hi there, $name. Good to see you again. We’ll have to start calling you Danielle when this is all over, eh?"@@ You flinch at the offhand remark. @@.finalblue;"Esme is going to get your readings."@@ @@.yellow;"We aren’t going to a hospital?"@@ @@.finalblue;"Everything we need has been brought here. The local hospital isn’t a great place for discretion. I’ve heard rumors that the chief physician is connected to some gang activity. Unless we want your little secret getting shared with the criminal community we should stay here."@@ She nods toward the nurse. @@.finalblue;"Esme."@@ The nurse who spoke earlier comes closer to you. @@.hotpink;"Hold still, please."@@ She presses a small device against your forehead, then takes it over to a computer and plugs it in. The doctor gestures toward a portable eWardrobe in the corner. @@.finalblue;"Go ahead and get changed."@@ The other two nurses lead you to the sliding door. [[You step in, and feel the hum and slightly unstable shake of the portable eWardrobe working.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Procedure 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Procedure 2">>When you step out you’re wearing a patient’s gown. You feel slightly woozy, likely from the anesthetic it had administered. That was the main reason hospitals started using eWardrobes; their quick and exact pre-surgery preparations were far superior to the old way, where nurses would prep the patient. @@.finalblue;"Good,"@@ the tall doctor nods when you step out. @@.finalblue;"Esme?"@@ You sway slightly on your feet. @@.hotpink;"No allergies. BP looks good."@@ She turns back and looks at you with a frown. @@.hotpink;"Are you taking any prescription medications?"@@ You frown in concentration, but before you can speak the two nurses bring you to the operating table. They help you sit down on it. A moment later you feel dizzy, and rest your head against one of their arms for support. Esme’s voice reaches you far from away. @@.hotpink;"Prescription medications,"@@ she prompts you again. You think of the <<if $tracking.pills>>pill bottle you’d thrown out back at home. @@.yellow;"Not any more,"@@ [[you tell her.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure 3"]]<<else>>pills you'd never actually taken. You hoarded them in case you needed them, but you never dare to swallow a single one. @@.yellow;"No,"@@ [[you shake your head no.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure 5"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Procedure 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Procedure 3">><<AddFem 10>>@@.hotpink;"When did you stop? What was it called?"@@ You frown. @@.yellow;"Um, I’m not sure. A friend gave it to me. She said it helped small-chested women reach their potential, or something. She said she got it from a doctor she knew."@@ Doctor Kovak comes over and interrupts. @@.finalblue;"You took an unknown drug from a friend to grow breasts?"@@ She scowls. @@.finalblue;"That is one of the least intelligent things I’ve ever heard. I’m beginning to think this procedure is a crime against women everywhere. You’re just going to reinforce stereotypes of air-headed females. An unknown drug, honestly. You’re an idiot."@@ You blush, and look down. @@.finalblue;"And thin-skinned, too. If you don’t want to be called an idiot don’t do idiotic things. Will you take an unknown drug ever again? No? Good, then we’ve made progress. Lower the gown,"@@ she orders. You obey her instructions. She crosses over to you and stands close, staring and prodding at your chest. @@.finalblue;"When did you first take the medication? How often did you do it?"@@ You hesitate, unsure of the exact answer. @@.finalblue;"It’s fine if you aren’t positive, give me an estimate."@@ You think and try to give her your best guess. @@.finalblue;"Well, there’s only one refined substance that I know of that could give this effect this quickly."@@ The latex of her gloves feels strange and foreign against your chest. @@.finalblue;"If it’s what I’m thinking of, then you played with fire. That drug is perfectly safe for women, and will be branded only for women. Human testing on female candidates was very successful, with promising and natural breast growth in every patient, and a clear timeline for permanent effects or reversal. Human testing on men was less encouraging, which is why you shouldn’t have taken any of the drug. Some men had hyperactive and unnatural breast growth, while others saw their chests actually lose weight and become concave, or even inverse. In some men a single pill had permanent effects, and in others a hundred were reversible. The unpredictable results made it a non-starter for anyone in the trans community, and it was ultimately decided to be used only for women."@@ Your head swims, but you feel like this is important. When did you last take a pill? When should the effects start to go away? [[Is she saying this is permanent?|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure 4"]] What have you done?<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Procedure 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Procedure 4">>@@.finalblue;"If your chest didn’t instantly lose size within a day of not taking a pill then my guess is you’re one of the ones with permanent effects."@@ She shrugs, and her voice goes cheery. @@.finalblue;"Oh well, that doesn’t really affect me. But I suppose we could still do some work on them, honey.@@ <<if $breastsize gte 49>><<AddFem 14>>@@.finalblue;"Just like every other teen boy, you think breasts should be as big as possible. After a few months you’re going to regret that, silly girl."@@<<elseif $breastsize gte 41>><<AddFem 12>>@@.finalblue;"Your large breasts tell me you think every woman should be an erotic film star,"@@ she mutters sardonically, @@.finalblue;"but I suppose I can see why Lisa thinks you have such loose morals."@@<<elseif $breastsize gte 33>><<AddFem 9>>@@.finalblue;Well, your chest is a bit big for my tastes, but it still looks natural, if barely. People will think you won the genetic lottery..."@@<<elseif $breastsize gte 27>><<AddFem 7>>@@.finalblue;Your breasts are very tight without being too large. I approve of stopping here."@@<<elseif $breastsize gte 21>><<AddFem 6>>@@.finalblue;You have small, pert breasts. Very pretty."@@<<elseif $breastsize gte 17>><<AddFem 4>>@@.finalblue;If you were my niece I'd suggest you start wearing training bras to prepare for when you need the support."@@<<elseif $breastsize gte 13>><<AddFem 3>>@@.finalblue;Feminine nipples and areola, the slightest swelling. Like a flat-chested young woman."@@<<elseif $breastsize gte 7>><<AddFem 2>>@@.finalblue;You have the chest of a young girl beginning puberty."@@<<else>>@@.finalblue;Looking at it, your chest appears extra sensitive."@@<</if>> The doctor shrugs again. @@.finalblue;"Put your gown back in place. In any case, do you want to modify your breasts at all?"@@ [[She asks you.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Procedure 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Procedure 5">><<if $tracking.pills>>@@.finalblue;"As far as options go,@@ <<if $breastsize lt 13>>@@.finalblue;we could give you a tiny implant, just to add some size to you. Or we could give you a bigger implant, which would leave you with a medium-to-average chest size.@@<<if $fem gte 620>>@@.finalblue; We could even go bigger and give you large breasts, if you wanted. I guess we could also keep yours the way are, if you’d rather do that. The sky is the limit!"@@<<else>>@@.finalblue;"@@<</if>> <<if $fem gte 620>> [[Stay as you are.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure 6"]]<</if>> [[Small.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 21; $fem += 6]] [[Medium.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 29; $fem += 10]]<<if $fem gte 620>> [[Large.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 37; $fem += 14]]<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $breastsize lt 25>>@@.finalblue;the implant I'm thinking of would leave you with a medium-sized chest. Or we could do a bigger implant, if you wanted, and you'd have large breasts.@@<<if $fem gte 620>>@@.finalblue; I guess we could also keep yours the way are, if you would rather do that. It's your choice."@@<<else>>@@.finalblue;"@@<</if>> <<if $fem gte 620>> [[Stay as you are.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure 6"]]<</if>> [[Medium.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 29; $fem += 10]] [[Large.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 37; $fem += 14]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $breastsize lt 49>>@@.finalblue;your chest is big enough that I don’t recommend you go any larger, but it’s up to you. Lisa gets billed either way.@@<<if $fem gte 620>>@@.finalblue; If you want, we could leave your breasts the way they are. Or I could even make you a little smaller with a minor reduction procedure. What do you think?"@@<<else>>@@.finalblue;"@@<</if>> <<if $fem gte 620>> [[Go down to a size medium.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 29]]<</if>> [[Stay the way you are.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure 6"]]<<if $fem gte 620>> [[Go to an extra large sized chest.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 49; $fem += 18]]<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.finalblue;"If your breasts get any larger it’ll be obvious that they're fake, but I suppose there’s a type of woman who enjoys that look. It’s on Lisa’s dime regardless.@@<<if $fem gte 620>>@@.finalblue; We could just leave you the way you are, or even do a minor reduction procedure and go a bit smaller. It’s up to you."@@<<else>>@@.finalblue;"@@<</if>> <<if $fem gte 620>> [[Go down to a large chest, rather than your current extra large chest.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 37]] [[Stay the way you are.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure 6"]]<</if>> [[Go as big as possible.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 63; $fem += 22]]<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>>@@.finalblue;"One more thing."@@ The gown’s fabric is pulled down from your chest. @@.finalblue;"If we’re going to give you a vagina, we should really give you something up top. My recommendation is two tiny implants, which would give you small sized chest. Or slightly bigger and we could give you average sized breasts."@@ She moves your gown back into place.<<if $fem gte 620>> @@.finalblue;"Of course, we could also leave you alone as you are. Or even give you big implants so you have large breasts, if you wanted.@@<</if>> <<if $fem gte 620>> [[Stay as you are.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure 6"]]<</if>> [[Small.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 21; $fem += 6]] [[Medium.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 29; $fem += 10]]<<if $fem gte 620>> [[Large.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure 6"; $flag.boobtf to true; $breastsize to 37; $fem += 14]]<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Procedure 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Procedure 6">>@@.finalblue;"It’s settled, lay back now, $name."@@ Dr. Kovak’s voice sounds further and further away. @@.finalblue;"Is the sedative ready? Excellent, I’ll administer it. See you on the other side, Danielle."@@ [[You sleep.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure 7"; $flag.tf to true]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Procedure 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Procedure 7">><<AddFem 2>>You dream <<if $fem gte 632>><<AddFem 8>>that you are a child’s doll, incapable of moving. In the mirror you can see your blonde hair and ultra-girly frame. Hands with no arms pick you up and twist you into different poses. You’re put in a myriad of different outfits, from pink dresses with a matching purse and heels to cheerleader uniforms. Every time your expression and stance changes to match the personality of the clothes. You’re the "Little Black Dress Doll" and then you’re the "Student Doll." It’s never ending. You don’t hate it, though.<<else>>of adventure. You stride confidently through a jungle, a sword at your side. When a low growl reverbs through the bushes to both sides of you there is no doubt of what you must do. You unsheathe your sword and hold it confidently in front of you, the hilt comfortable in your hand. A dark shadow leaps at you from your left, a mass of fangs, claws, and chaos. You hold still, timing the swing of your blade for when the shadow is at its highest. Your sword cuts through it quite cleanly. Smirking, you wipe the blood off on the creature’s carcass and then continue on your way. You find nothing but more monsters in the jungle. Frustrated, you leave after months of searching. But when you return to civilization everyone has vanished. More of the shadow beasts await you instead. You are able to fight them off, but it’s like that everywhere you go. You travel the globe, alone in a world of monsters, the sole human on the planet. You finally give up, your sword dropping from your hand. The shadow beasts pounce and consume you, but you don’t die. Your body warps and you become one of them. You are twisted to be like the rest of them.<</if>> @@.finalblue;"She’s sensitive to anesthetic, but we cut her off early. You can take her now, she’ll be more awake in a few minutes."@@ An amused tone takes over. @@.finalblue;"It’s official, Danielle."@@ Then it disappears. You try to open your eyes, but it takes a while. When you manage to you’re in a car, belted in. You feel heavy and sore. A tablet next to you is on. [[You stare at it, trying to bring its picture into focus.|W6M][$control.location to "Procedure 8"]] @@.lisa;"Hello, $name."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Procedure 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Procedure 8">>You blink and when you open your eyes again the car has come to a halt. @@.lisa;"She was supposed to be awake,"@@ someone complains. @@.lisa;"No matter. We’ll talk tomorrow. Bring her inside."@@ Heavy hands grab you. You turn your head, but they’re gone. You’re in your room, alone. [[You’re so tired.|W6T]]<</daypassage>>

<<widget "eWardrobeMenu">><> <<set $appearance.outfitvar to either(1, 2)>> <<set $appearance.makeupvar to either(1, 2, 3, 4)>> <><<include "eWardrobeMenu passage">><</widget>>

<<silently>> <<if ndef _eWM_startup or _eWM_startup eq false>> <<eWM_Startup>> <</if>> <<eWM_AvailabilityCheck>> <<if def _eWM_lastAction>> <<if _eWM_lastAction eq "outfit">> <<eWM_ComfortCheck>> <<else>> <<eWM_LastActionCheck>> <</if>> <</if>> <<set _delaytime to random(90, 120) + "ms">> /* 49 for top, 22 for normal, 20 for added, 13 for bottom*/ <</silently>>@@.eWardrobe;╔═════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║<<eWM_GreetingsDisplay>>║ ║<<eWM_CategoryDisplay>>║ ╠════════════════════════╤════════════════════════╣ ║<<eWM_ButtonNormal 0>>│<<eWM_ButtonNormal 5>>║ ╟────────────────────────┼────────────────────────╢ ║<<eWM_ButtonNormal 1>>│<<eWM_ButtonNormal 6>>║ ╟────────────────────────┼────────────────────────╢ ║<<eWM_ButtonNormal 2>>│<<eWM_ButtonNormal 7>>║ ╟────────────────────────┼────────────────────────╢ ║<<eWM_ButtonNormal 3>>│<<eWM_ButtonNormal 8>>║ ╟────────────────────────┼────────────────────────╢ ║<<eWM_ButtonNormal 4>>│<<eWM_ButtonNormal 9>>║ ╠══════════════════════╦═╪═╦══════════════════════╣ ║<<eWM_ButtonRoutines>>╟┬┴┬╢<<eWM_ButtonWork>>║ ╠═════════════╦════════╩╧═╧╩════╦═════════════════╣ ║<<eWM_ButtonBack "top">>║<<eWM_ButtonCustom "top">>║<<link " Settings ">><<replace #settings>>Password required<</replace>><</link>>║ ║<<eWM_ButtonBack "bottom">>║<<eWM_ButtonCustom "bottom">>║ ║ ╚═════════════╩═════════════════╩═════════════════╝@@<<silently>> -------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if _eWM_mode eq "prologue">> <<eWM_displayPrologue>><<else>><<if _eWM_tagList[0] eq "work" and ndef _eWM_tagList[1] and $tracking.lastworkoutfit and $current_outfit.id eq "">> <<eWM_WorkShortcut>><</if>><<if _eWM_hairWashCount or _eWM_oralWashCount or _eWM_bodyWashCount or _eWM_depilateCount or _eWM_faceWashCount>> <<eWM_displayRoutines>><</if>><<if $current_outfit.id>> <<ShowOutfit>> <<Appearance_ShowHairstyle>><</if>> <<if $current_makeup.id>> <<ShowMakeup>><</if>><<silently>> -------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $current_outfit.id>><<if _eWM_outfitComfort>><<if _eWM_availableMakeup and $current_makeup.id eq "">> You still need to apply makeup. Time to visit the routines.<<else>> <<eWM_continueButton>><</if>><<else>> <<if _eWM_restrictionID gte 0>><<print _eWM_restrictionText[_eWM_restrictionID]>><<else>><<print $current_outfit.reqtext[_eWM_discomfortID]>><</if>><</if>><</if>><</if>>

<<widget ShowOutfit>><<silently>> <</silently>><<outfitlist>><<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╚══════╝ ║ │ ║ │ Sasha set ║ │ ╠═══╧═══╗───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╔══════╗ ╚═══════╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩══════╝ <</silently>><<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ School ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_schoolgirl">>\ You're wearing a white collared blouse that is semi-transparent and a pleated black mini-skirt with white lines near the hem. Under the blouse you are wearing a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> red bra. It's <<if $breastsize lt 13>>created a suggestion of breasts on your chest<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>adding to your breasts and making them look larger than they are<<else>> helping pull attention to your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts<</if>>. The red color of the bra fabric is visible through your shirt. On your feet is a pair of black mary-janes with a heel, and a pair of lacy white socks. You're also wearing a red thong under your skirt. You have a black purse to complete the look.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_overit">>\ You're wearing a red t-shirt and a pair of black leggings. Under the t-shirt you are wearing a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> white bra. Its cups <<if $breastsize lt 13>>created a suggestion of breasts on your chest<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>are adding to your breasts with the padding and making them look larger than they are<<else>> are helping your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts get some attention<</if>>. On your feet is a pair of red-and-white sneakers. You're also wearing a white thong. A large canvas tote bag sits on one shoulder.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_gym">>\ You're wearing a white t-shirt and a pair of women's pink gym shorts that end at your upper thigh. The t-shirt has a breathable mesh that's supposed to make you sweat less, so half the back is pink instead of white. Under the t-shirt you are wearing a white sports bra. <<if $breastsize lt 13>>It doesn't look good on your flat chest<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>There's two small mounds where your breasts are under the bra<<else>>Your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts push against the bra, making them quite noticeable<</if>>. On your feet is a pair of white-and-pink running shoes. Underneath the shorts you are wearing a white thong. A pink duffel bag completes the look.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_cute">>\ You're wearing a pink top that clings tightly to you and a pair of low-rise denim jean shorts that end at your upper thigh. You also have on a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>>, lacy white bra. Its cups <<if $breastsize lt 13>>push out the blouse, creating an impression of cute, small breasts on your chest<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>add the padding to your breasts to make your cute breasts look a bit larger<<else>> are filled with your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts, as if trying to get others' attention<</if>>. The bra has a tiny pink bow on the front of it. On your feet is a pair of converse. Underneath the shorts you are wearing a white thong. A pair of white knee-high socks completes the look. You're also carrying a light brown backpack that has a drawing of two bears, one white and one pink, on it.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_hangover">>\ You're wearing a loose beige sweater that hangs off of both your shoulders. The lacy and feminine pattern of your <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> white bra is clearly visible as it clasps around your neck<<if $breastsize gte 13>>, and so are your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>small <</if>>breasts <</if>>. You have on a very tight pair of white pants. Your thigh gap is apparent, as is every curve and muscle of your legs. Your feet are in a pair of white flats. Under your pants you're wearing a white g-string. You have a white handbag with you.<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Workout ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_powergirl">>\ You're wearing a black sports bra and a pair of pink workout shorts. The sports bra looks like a top, but it leaves your belly visible. <<if $breastsize lt 13>>It also doesn't look good on you, not with your chest being so small<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>It looks quite good with your breasts under it<<else>>Your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts push against the bra, making them quite noticeable<</if>>. On your feet is a pair of sneakers. You are wearing a pink thong under your shorts.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_dance">>\ You're wearing a sleeveless black crop top made of mesh and a pair of nude dance tights. Underneath the top you are wearing a nude sports bra. <<if $breastsize lt 13>>It doesn't look good on you, not with your chest being so small<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>It looks quite good with your breasts as they are<<else>>Your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts push against the bra, making them quite noticeable<</if>>. On your feet is a pair of ballet flats. You have a black thong on.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_sbgym">>\ You're wearing a pink tank top that has a graphic of a barbell with a bow on it and black yoga pants. Under the shirt is a white sports bra. <<if $breastsize lt 13>>It doesn't look good on you, not with your chest being so small<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>It looks quite good with your breasts as they are<<else>>Your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts push against the bra, making them quite noticeable<</if>>. Your feet are in a pair of athletic shoes. Under the yoga pants you are wearing a black thong.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_hotyoga">>\ You're wearing a black sports bra and a pair of tight, neon pink spandex shorts. <<if $breastsize lt 13>>Your chest is a little too small to wear a sports bra and nothing else so it doesn't look good<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>Your breasts may not be the biggest, but they are enough to make the outfit look good on you<<else>>Your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts push against the bra, making them quite noticeable<</if>>. Your feet are in a pair of sneakers. You are wearing a pink thong under your shorts.<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Sleepwear ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_sleepover">>\ You're wearing an old, faded band t-shirt, and gym shorts with the waistband rolled down twice. Under the shorts you’re wearing black hipster panties. On your feet is a pair of warm, fuzzy pink socks.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_naughty">>\ You're wearing an enticing red babydoll. It's mostly see-through, only hiding your breasts, but the patterns of lace all around them make that even hotter. <<if $breastsize lte 13>>Or at least would have if you had breasts.<<if $flag.tf eq false>>Or if a girl wore it. <<elseif $fem gte 900>> You should have gotten them when you had a chance. <</if>><<elseif $breastsize lte 21>>Or at least would have if your breasts were big. <<if $flag.tf eq false>>Or if a girl wore it. <</if>><<elseif $flag.tf eq false>>Or at least would have if a girl wore it. <</if>>Under the babydoll you are wearing a red g-string that is so tight it looks like it was painted on. Your feet are currently bare.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_kitty">>\ You're wearing a pink chemise with a scooping neckline. It's opaque, but it ends higher than a mini-skirt, making it easy for anyone to see the pink thong you're wearing underneath. Your feet are bare.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_naked">>\ You're pretty much naked, your junk and your chest visible to everyone. How is that any different from sleeping naked? Why is this called "hot"?<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Casual ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_starbucks">>\ You're wearing a light pink top that hangs off of one of your shoulders and a pair of tight, trendy jean shorts. Underneath your shirt you're wearing a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> red bra, one of its straps visible from the way your shirt sits. Its cups <<if $breastsize lt 13>>have created an impression of breasts on your chest<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>are adding to your breasts with the padding and making them look larger than they are<<else>> are helping your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts get some attention<</if>>. On your feet is a pair of untied boots. Under your shorts you are wearing a red thong.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_mall">>\ You are wearing a white low-cut top and a jean mini-skirt. Underneath your top you are wearing a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> nude bra. It's <<if $breastsize lt 13>>created a suggestion of breasts on your chest<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>adding to your breasts and making them look larger than they are<<else>> helping pull attention to your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts<</if>>. On your feet is a pair of laced-up boots. Under your skirt you are wearing an animal print thong.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_hungover">>\ You are wearing a red tank top and a pair of black yoga pants. Underneath your tank top you are wearing a black sports bra. <<if $breastsize lt 13>>It's flat against your chest and looks odd with the tank top<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>It's got small mounds where your breasts are<<else>>It's clear that you have a pair of <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts under it<</if>>. On your feet you are wearing a pair of sandals. You are also wearing a red thong.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_angel">>\ You are wearing a demure white blouse and a cute knee-length skirt. Underneath your blouse you are wearing a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> white bra. It's <<if $breastsize lt 13>>created a suggestion of breasts on your chest<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>adding to your breasts and making them look larger than they are<<else>> helping pull attention to your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts<</if>>. On your feet you are wearing a pair of cute, white flats. Under your skirt you are wearing a purple thong.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_funday">>\ You are wearing a black tube top that exposes your midriff and a pair of tight, trendy orange shorts. This outfit does not include a bra, so <<if $breastsize lt 13>>your flat chest looks ridiculous in it<<elseif $breastsize lte 21>>your small chest looks quite good in it<<else>>the nipples of your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts poke through the top<</if>>. On your feet is a pair of brown boots. Underneath your shorts you are wearing a black thong.<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Classy ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_lbd">>\ You're wearing a black dress that narrows at the waist and flares out to your mid-thigh. Under the dress you are wearing a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> black bra. Its cups <<if $breastsize lt 13>>push out the dress, suggesting you have breasts, albeit small ones<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>push out the dress, helping your breasts look larger<<else>> are full of your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts<</if>>. On your feet is a pair of silver heels that strap around the ankle. Under your dress you have on a black g-string. You're also carrying a small black purse.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_party">>\ You're wearing a short, pink dress with a high neckline and a slit in the middle that exposes your midriff. Under your dress you have a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> white bra. Its cups <<if $breastsize lt 13>>push out the dress, suggesting you have breasts, albeit small ones<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>push out the dress, helping your breasts look larger<<else>> are full of your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts<</if>>. Your feet are in a pair of gold heels. You also have a white g-string on.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_serious">>\ You're wearing a white blouse with a white cardigan over it and a black-and-white striped skirt that ends at the knee. You're also wearing a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> nude bra. Its cups <<if $breastsize lt 13>>push out the blouse, suggesting you have breasts, albeit small ones<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>push out the blouse, helping your breasts look larger<<else>> are full of your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts<</if>>. Your feet are in a pair of black flats. Under your skirt you have on a white thong. You're also carrying a black purse.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_schooldance">>\ You're wearing a short, pink dress with a high neckline and a slit in the middle that exposes your midriff. Under your dress you have a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> black bra. Its cups <<if $breastsize lt 13>>push out the dress, suggesting you have breasts, albeit small ones<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>push out the dress, helping your breasts look larger<<else>> are full of your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts<</if>>. Your feet are in a pair of silver heels. Under your dress you have a black g-string on. You're also carrying a small silver purse.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_goodgirl">>\ You're wearing a brown sleeveless dress that ends a bit above your knees, and a beige cardigan over it. Underneath the dress you are wearing a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> beige bra. Its cups <<if $breastsize lt 13>>push out the dress, creating an impression of small, modest breasts<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>push out the dress, giving your breasts that little extra bit<<else>> are full of your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts<</if>>. On your feet is a pair of soft, feminine, light brown sheepskin boots with a small heel. Under your dress you have on a pair of nude tights, and a beige thong. You're also carrying a beige purse with light brown details.<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Going out ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_tease">>\ You're wearing a dark gray shirt that's knotted right where your breasts would be, if you had them, and a blue skirt that barely covers your ass. Under the shirt you have a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> white bra. Its cups <<if $breastsize lt 13>>push out the shirt, and it looks like you have breasts, albeit small ones<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>push out the shirt, makig it look like your breasts are a bit bigger<<else>> are full of your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts<</if>>. Your feet are in a pair of black heels that strap around the ankle. You have a white g-string on. You're also carrying a small black purse.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_slut">>\ You're wearing a tight shirt meant to push two breasts together and up, emphasizing cleaveage and a mini-skirt. You're also wearing a bra meant to help the shirt form cleavage. <<if $breastsize lt 13>>It's padded so it looks like you have small breasts<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>It's slightly padded so your breasts look a bit bigger in it<<else>> Your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts show that the bra is good at doing it<</if>>. Your feet are in a pair of black heels. You aren't wearing any underwear under your skirt.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_drunk">>\ You're wearing a pink dress with no back and a tight waistline. Underneath it you're also wearing a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> red bra. Its cups <<if $breastsize lt 13>>push out the dress, creating the image of breasts on your chest<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>are adding to the image created by your breasts<<else>> are full of your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts<</if>>. On your feet is a pair of red heels. Under the dress you're wearing a pink thong. You're also carrying a red purse.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_hardtoget">>\ You're wearing a tight black dress with long sleeves and a neckline to your collarbone, but it ends just under your ass. Under the dress you have on a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> black bra. Its cups <<if $breastsize lt 13>>push out the blouse, suggesting you have breasts, albeit small ones<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>push out the blouse, helping your breasts look larger<<else>> are full of your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts<</if>>. Your feet are in a pair of black heels. You're also wearing a black g-string. It is very tight, so you stand and move with an odd tilt to your hips that comes off as very feminine. It's topped off with a small black purse that you are carrying.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_stockings">>\ You're wearing a black babydoll that is transparent except over the <<if $breastsize lte 13>>chest<<else>>breasts<</if>> and crotch. Under the babydoll is black lingerie. Black stockings rise to your mid-thigh, with a garterbelt connecting them to the babydoll. Your feet are bare right now, aside from the stockings.<<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╚══════╝ ║ │ ║ │ Store route - Justine set ║ │ ╠═══╧═══╗───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╔══════╗ ╚═══════╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩══════╝ <</silently>><<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Workout ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<outfit "justine_gymflirt">>\ You're wearing a neon pink thing that sort of looks like a one-piece bathing suit. It says "Flirt" in black italics across the front. Underneath them is a pink thong. Between the thong and one-piece you have black tights on. Pink leg warmers in the same shade as the one-piece go from ankle to knee. You've got white sneakers on.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "justine_gymbunny">>\ You're wearing white yoga pants, the waistband of which is bright pink. A matching pink sports bra is the only thing on your upper body, revealing your body all the way from lower hips to chest. Underneath the yoga pants you've got on a white thong. White and pink sneakers complete the look.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "justine_gymhussy">>\ You're wearing a pair of dark yoga pants with transparent panels running up and down the sides of your legs, as well as the front and back of your thighs. Underneath them is a frilly yellow thong. Your top is a black sports bra. White running shoes complete the outfit.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "justine_nononsense">>\ You're wearing tight blue spandex shorts that leave little to the imagination. For underwear you've got on a tiny thin thong. Your top is a brown sports bra. Your feet are in a pair of white sneakers.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "justine_gymhottie">>\ You've got a white sportbra on, with a yellow top over it. The top's sides are scooped so that your ribs and bra are visible. You've got grey shorts on. They have a dangly white drawstring, but it's more for aesthetics than function. A pair of grey sneakers are on your feet.<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Casual ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<outfit "justine_tease">>\ You're wearing a beige skirt that ends at your mid thigh. A white crop top, held up by thin straps, sits above it. Beneath both you've got on a ruby red matching bra and panty set with lacy dominating the edges. Your feet are in a pair of white flats.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "justine_shopping">>\ You've got a long sleeved turtleneck on. It's eggshell white, but the bottom ends several inches above your navel<<if $tracking.piercing.includes("navel")>>, revealing your bellybutton piercing<</if>>. Baby blue shorts that end at your upper thigh sit quite a few inches below it, with a huge black belt wrapped arouthem. A matching black purse hangs from one arm. Animal print flats complete the look.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "justine_hot">>\ You're wearing a strappy white sundress. It scoops so low in the back that everything from your neck to your waist is visible. The front starts at your breasts, and the skirt ends at your mid-thigh. You're not wearing a bra. Your pale yellow thong has a dainty bow on the front of it. Your feet are in a pair of black flats.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "justine_steamy">>\ You're wearing teensy black jean shorts with a black thong beneath them. Your tank top is white and so thin that your lacy black bra is partially visible through the fabric. Your feet are in a pair of white and black sneakers.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "justine_devil">>\ You're wearing a red tube top and low-rise jean shorts. A brown belt goes around e shorts, not that they need it. Beneath the shorts you're wearing a sheer red thong. You're wearing brown cowgirl boots.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "justine_country">>\ You've got white leggings and a tank top in the colors of the America flag on. Beneath the leggings is a white g-string, and beneath the top is a green pushup bra to make your boobs look bigger. Brown boots go all the way up to your lower calves.<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Going out ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<outfit "justine_sexydevil">>\ Your dress is fire engine red, held up by two thin straps that dig into your shoulder. Horizontal slits are cut into the sides of it, exposing your ribs and frilly black bra. The dress goes to mid thigh. Underneath it you're wearing a pair of opaque tights. Under those you've got one a frilly black thong. Your shoes are red heels.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "justine_naughtydevil">>\ Your dress is fire engine red, held up by two thin straps that dig into your shoulder. Horizontal slits are cut into the sides of it, exposing your ribs and frilly black bra. The dress goes to mid thigh. Underneath it you're wearing a frilly black thong. Your shoes are red heels.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "justine_nightsex">>\ Your blouse is dark and so sheer it's practically transparent, revealing pretty much all of your upper body. If it weren't for your black bra your chest would be on display, too. Your pants are also black, clinging so tightly to your ass that your worried your butt will inhale them. Fortunately your g-string – also black – is blocking the way. Your feet are in a pair of gold strappy heels.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "justine_angelslut">>\ You're wearing a whitdress that knots around your neck. You can't wear a bra with it, and you find that the fabric is so thin that it's easy for your nipples to poke out of the material. Your underwear is a lacy pair of white boyshorts. Your feet are in white heels.<<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╚══════╝ ║ │ ║ │ Store route - Camilla set ║ │ ╠═══╧═══╗───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╔══════╗ ╚═══════╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩══════╝ <</silently>><<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Casual ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_bitch1">>\ You're wearing a teeny jean skirt that ends at your upper thigh. A gaudy gold sequin belt hangs loosely around your waist. Underneath the skirt you're wearing a black thong. You've got a very low- cut white top on that ends just above your bellybutton. Underneath that is a black bra, the color of which is partially visible through your shirt's fabric. Ridiculously large sunglasses sit on top of your head. Your feet are in a pair of flimsy sandals.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_bitch2">>\ You're wearing a leopard print dress that knots behind your neck and goes to your mid-thigh. There's no bra. Your panties are black with bows all along the waistband. You're wearing a pair of black flats on your feet.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_bitch3">>\ You're wearing a white top that's held up by two thin straps. Underneath it is a navy blue bra. For bottoms you've got on some faded denim cutoffs. A navy blue thong is under the shorts, with tiny sequins all over the outside front panel. A leather jacket is unzipped and sits tight against your thin arms. For shoes you're wearing sneakers.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_bitch4">>\ You're wearing a white tube top that barely covers your breasts and a white skirt that only goes from your hips to your upper thigh. Above both you've got on a on pink fishnet dress that sits higher than the top – it starts at your collarbone – and goes lower than the skirt – to your knees – but doesn't do much in terms of coverage. White heels finish off the outfit.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_bitch5">>\ Your dress is strapless and in a horizontal pattern of yellow and green. It starts just above your chest and ends at your knees. Your underwear is an orange thong. There's no bra. You've got huge red heels on your feet.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_wutever">>\ You're wearing tight, low-rise jean shorts with a pair of yellow boyshorts underneath. The lacy waistband of your boyshorts is higher than the waistband of the jean shorts, making them visible regardless of how much tugging you do. You've got a white bra on, and over it is a flannel shirt that's knotted right underneath your breasts. The top buttons are undone, emphasizing your cleavage. A pair of huge sunglasses dangles from the middle of the knot, further highlight your chest. Your feet are in a pair of cheap flipflops.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_ellipsis">>\ You're wearing a short red skirt that ends at your upper thigh, and a pair of purple hipster panties underneath it. Your bra matches your hipsters. You've got a black tank top on, and a flannel shirt unbuttoned over it. Your feet are in a pair of white heels.<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Going out ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_dumb1">>\ You're wearing tight skinny jeans and a black t-shirt with the sleeves cut off. Your underwear is a matching polka dot bra and panty set, a strangely girly contrast to the tough outerwear. Huge black heels are on your feet, and a necklace with a metal pair of lips dangles above your breasts.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_dumb2">>\ You've got a black tube top on, with a sleeveless leather vest buttoned over it. You're wearing leather pants with a black g-string underneath them. Leather boots with a high heel finish off the outfit.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_dumb3">>\ You've got denim booty shorts on with a white thong underneath them. A matching bra is partially covered by the flannel shirt above it, but only somewhat because the shirt is knotted at your stomach. You're showing a great deal of skin, both on your chest, stomach and legs. Your feet are in a pair of heeled cowboy boots.<<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╚══════╝ ║ │ ║ │ Restaurant route - Destiny set ║ │ ╠═══╧═══╗───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╔══════╗ ╚═══════╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩══════╝ <</silently>><<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Workout ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<outfit "destiny_gymgirl">>\ You're wearing a light pink pair of running shorts and a matching sports bra. Underneath the shorts you've got a very soft, stretch nude thong on. Over the bra you're wearing a white tank top. Your shoes are white sneakers.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "destiny_treadmill">>\ You're wearing a pink crop top that ends above your navel and scoops low to show a little bit of cleavage. Uerneath it you've got a black sports bra on. Your yoga pants end at the knee and are striped vertically with black and pink. Your thong is black. Your feet are in a pair of pink sneakers.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "destiny_casualworkout">>\ You're wearing a blue t-shirt with a picture of the Eiffel Tower on it. Beneath it you've got a white sports bra on. You're wearing grey sweatpants that tighten with a drawstring. Underneath them you've brown boyshorts on. Your feet are in a pair of black sneakers.<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Casual ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<outfit "destiny_sundress">>\ You're wearing an olive green summer dress that's held up by two thin straps. Beneath it your brownish-black bra is somewhat visible. The dress ends at your mid-thigh. You're wearing a plain black thong beneath it. Your feet are in a pair of white flats.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "destiny_romper">>\ You're wearing a striped thing that sort of looks like shorts and a top, but it's all one piece. It ties behind the back of your neck. The "romper" is alternating colors of white and black. You don't have a bra on with it. Your white thong is frilly and has two small bows placed equidistant between the front of your groin and your hips. Your feet are in a pair of strappy black heels.<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Going out ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<outfit "destiny_midi">>\ You're wearing a long-sleeved black dress. The neckline starts above your chest but well below your throat, with no straps to keep it in place. The eWardrobe says this is a off- the-shoulder style. It zips up the back. Because of the neckline you can't wear a bra with it. Your black thong is lacy around the waistband. You're wearing a black necklace that is so short it's almost like a choker. Your feet are in a pair of black strappy heels.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "destiny_dressneck">>\ Your dress is coal grey, the neck going to the very top of your throat and ending right below your chin. It's quite form fitting, narrowing in at the sides and flaring out again at your hips. The skirt ends at your upper thigh, revealing several inches of bare leg between it and your black knee-high boots. The shoes have a sharp heel to them, forcing you sway as you walk. A patterned purse rests hangs off of one shoulder.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "destiny_flaredress">>\ It's down and pulled back behind you. Your dress has a relatively high neckline, sitting right underneath your collarbones. It's a soft pink, almost the color of blush. The sleeves are short, and skirt goes past your knees. Your feet are in a pair of strappy heels that match the dress's color.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "destiny_ivoryskirt">>\ You're wearing an ivory skirt that hugs your hips and goes down to your ankles, restricting your stride by quite a bit. Your top is midnight black and tucked into the skirt. Your feet are in a pair of black sandals, and you've got a black clutch with you.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "destiny_bodmidi">>\ Your dress is the softest shade of blue. It's strappy, showing off a good amount of your chest without going overboard. It hugs your figure tightly, accentuating every line and curve of your body. The dress ends just below your knee. Your shoes are <<if $tracking.mallclothes.includes("shd")>>open toed suede stilettos.<<elseif $tracking.mallclothes.includes("sy")>>a <<if $tracking.mallclothes.includes("sy1")>>pair of leather dress shoes with a small heel<<elseif $tracking.mallclothes.includes("sy2")>>pair of black pumps<<elseif $tracking.mallclothes.includes("sy3")>>pair of ankle strap block heels<<elseif $tracking.mallclothes.includes("sy5")>>wide fit pointed heels<</if>><<else>>strappy heels.<</if>><<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╚══════╝ ║ │ ║ │ Restaurant route - Lisa set ║ │ ╠═══╧═══╗───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╔══════╗ ╚═══════╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩══════╝ <</silently>><<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Workout ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<outfit "lisa_sweats">>\ You're wearing a pair of dark gray yoga pants. They reach down to your mid-calf. Underneath you're wearing a black thong. Your top is sleeveless and pink, and a part of your black racerback sports bra is just barely visible through the top's neckline. Your sneakers are white and bright pink.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "lisa_yogapants">>\ You're wearing a pair of white yoga pants, and a stretchy sleeveless <<OutfitVar "pink" "blue">> top. Under the top you are wearing a pink sports bra, the straps of which are visible through the top's neckline. Your thong is a very light shade of pink. On your feet you have on a pair of sneakers.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "lisa_jogging">>\ You have on a pair of white gym shorts and a black spandex top. A white hoodie is unzipped on top. Under the pants you have on a pair of pink boyshorts, and your sports bra matches them. Your feet are in a pair of pink and white running shoes.<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Sleepwear ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<outfit "lisa_modest">>\ You're wearing a white nightgown that goes to your knees. It's help up by two thin straps. A mascot from the popular brand "Hi Kitten" is on the front. Underneath the nightgown you've got on a pair of modest white panties.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "lisa_colorul">>\ You're wearing a <<OutfitVar "violet" "green">> nightgown, held up with two thin straps. The white flesh of your collarbone and shoulders is plainly visible, and the nightgown hugs <<if $breastsize gte 13>>the swell of your breasts tightly enough to show how <<if $breastsize gte 30>>full and pert<<else>>firm<</if>> they are<<else>>your chest in a way that makes it look like you have breasts<</if>>. Somehow it does this while still looking quite chaste. It reaches down to your lower thigh. Underneath it you've got on a pair of modest white panties.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "lisa_pajama">>\ You're wearing a <<OutfitVar "pale pink" "light yellow">> pajama top and matching shorts.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "lisa_underwear">>\ \You're wearing <<OutfitVar "white" "beige">> bikini-style panties and a matching <<BraPadding>>. Over them you've got on grey gym shorts and a white t-shirt. Your hair is kept back with a simple white hairband, and reaches to your shoulders.<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Casual ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<outfit "lisa_lacedress">>\ You're wearing a lacy white dress with a high neckline that begins just under your throat. The skirt ends below your knees, and the last few inches of it is sheer with a flowery pattern. The same sheer pattern is on the dress's sleeves, which end at your mid wrist. A nude pair of hipster panties and a matching <<BraPadding>> sit under the dress. You've got on one-inch heels in the same general shade of white.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "lisa_homecoming">>\ You're wearing a baby pink dress like a girl might wear to Homecoming. It has short sleeves with poofy shoulders, and a long ribbon round your waist that's tied into a large bow. The skirt goes down to your lower thigh and is ruffled at the end. Your feet are in a pair of short white heels.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "lisa_sundress">>\ You're wearing a sleeveless <<OutfitVar "green" "light blue">> sundress with a tiny <<OutfitVar "red heart" "white pedal">> pattern. It's fairly modest, starting <<if $breastsize gte 13>>above your breasts<<else>>just a bit below your neck<</if>> and ending just where your knees are. Under the dress you are wearing a <<BraPadding "light blue">> and a pair of matching hipster panties. On your feet you've got on <<OutfitVar "black" "white">> one-inch heels.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "lisa_simpleskirt">>\ You have on a light white blouse and a pleated <<OutfitVar "pale blue" "green">> skirt that reaches down to your knees. Beneath them you are wearing a <<BraPadding "white">> and a pair of hipster panties in the same color. On your feet is a pair of gray flats.<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Classy ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<outfit "lisa_modestskirt">>\ You have on a teal blouse. The sleeves poof out slightly, and the neckline starts before your collarbone is even visible. The top is tucked into a demure grey skirt that ends below your knees. Underneath the blouse is a <<BraPadding "lacy black">>, with a matching pair of boyshorts under the skirt. A pair of dark grey heels completes the look.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "lisa_floral">>\ You're wearing a <<OutfitVar "yellow" "red">> dress with an intricate flower pattern. It ends below you knees, and its sleeves cover your whole forearms. Underneath it is a <<BraPadding "lacy white">>, and a pair of white hipster panties with red lace detailing. A pair of beige heels completes the look.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "lisa_elegant">>\ You have on a black dress with a high neckline. It's so long it goes down to the top of your shoes. Under the dress you have on a tight pair of <<OutfitVar "white" "black">> boyshorts, and a <<BraPadding>> in the same color. The shoes themselves are simple black heels.<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Going out ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<outfit "lisa_pinkdress">>\ You're wearing a dusty pink dress. The neckline is high, but the dress is tight enough that it clings to your bust. The skirt is wide and flows, ending just before your knees. Your bikini panties are an even softer shade of pink, with a tiny bow on the front. You've got a matching <<BraPadding>> on, as well. Finally, you're wearing a pair of beige strappy heels.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "lisa_lbd">>\ You're wearing a black dress. It's clearly a dress meant for going, but it's still fairly modest. The neckline is wide and high, and the skirt reaches down to just above your knees, ending with frills. Underneath you're wearing a <<BraPadding "black" "pink">>, and a matching pair of bikini-style panties. On your feet is a pair of black one-and-a-half–inch heels.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "lisa_simpleparty">>\ You have on a gray sleeveless blouse, and a brown office skirt that ends just above your knees. Beneath the skirt you have on a pair of white bikini- style panties. Under the blouse you're wearing a <<BraPadding>> that's also white. On your feet is a pair of gray heels.<<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╚══════╝ ║ │ ║ │ Shared outfits ║ │ ╠═══╧═══╗───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╔══════╗ ╚═══════╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩══════╝ <</silently>><<outfit "cosplay_apollo">>\ A burnished orange tiara inlaid with an elaborate leaf design sits on your head. It goes down to your forehead, and continues to circle just below the sides of your eyes. A brooch with a sun motif rests just above your chest. You've got a brown tube on over your chest. Of course there's no bra beneath it. The tube top has an orange sash attached to it that goes diagonally from your neck to behind your back. You're wearing a brown skirt that ends at your upper thighs. You've got a pair of golden bikini-style panties on under the skirt. There's a <<if $fem gte 950>>cute <</if>>sun emblem on the front of the fabric. You're also wearing dark orange bracers on your wrists, and anklets in the same shade are just above your feet. You've got a quiver on your back, as well as a small bow in one hand. For shoes you have a strappy pair of brown sandals on.<<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╚══════╝ ║ │ ║ │ Work outfits ║ │ ╠═══╧═══╗───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╔══════╗ ╚═══════╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩══════╝ <</silently>><<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Store route ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<outfit "work_storeold">>\ You're wearing a teal short-sleeved collared shirt and a pair of women's black office trousers. Under the shirt is a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> nude bra. It <<if $breastsize lt 13>>gives the definite impression that you have small breasts<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>adds to your chest, making your small breasts look a bit larger<<else>> is quite full of your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts<</if>>. On your feet is a pair of women's black nonslip dress shoes. Under the trousers you're wearing a black thong.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "work_storenew">>\ You're wearing a knotted-up collared shirt that exposes your midriff and a pair of high-waisted jean shorts. Under the shirt is a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> nude bra. It <<if $breastsize lt 13>>gives the definite impression that you have small breasts<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>adds to your chest, making your small breasts look a bit larger<<else>> is quite full of your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts<</if>>. Your dark brown hair has blonde highlights and cascades to your shoulders. On your feet is a pair of animal print flats. Under the shorts you're wearing a lacy blue thong.<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Restaurant route ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<outfit "work_resold">>\ You're wearing a white blouse and a demure, black ankle-length skirt. Under the blouse is a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> nude bra. It <<if $breastsize lt 13>>gives the definite impression that you have small breasts<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>adds to your chest, making your small breasts look a bit larger<<else>> is quite full of your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts<</if>>. On your feet is a pair of women's black nonslip dress shoes. Beneath the skirt you're wearing a nude thong.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "work_resnew">>\ You're wearing a charcoal-gray blouse with white cuffs and collar, and a tasteful, black knee-length skirt, with opaque stockings topping it off. Under the blouse is a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> nude push-up bra. It <<if $breastsize lt 13>>somehow creates the shape of small but firm breasts on your chest<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>somehow adds to your breasts, giving them that extra bit<<if $fem gt 900>> that you want<</if>><<else>> is quite full of your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts<</if>>. On your feet is a pair of women's black nonslip dress shoes. Beneath the skirt you're wearing a black thong.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "work_resmodest">>\ You have on a light gray blouse with short sleeves and white cuffs and collar, and a modest, black skirt that ends just below your knees on one side and a bit higher on the other. Under the blouse you are wearing a <<BraPadding "white">>, and under your skirt you have on a pair of bikini-style panties in the same color. On your feet is a pair of women's black nonslip dress shoes.<<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╚══════╝ ║ │ ║ │ Custom outfits ║ │ ╠═══╧═══╗───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╔══════╗ ╚═══════╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩══════╝ <</silently>><<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Special ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<outfit "morning">>\ You're wearing <<if $fem lt 250>>a brand new birthday suit that is airy and revealing, your <<if $breastsize lt 4>>chest<<elseif $breastsize lt 12>>girly chest<<else>>breasts<</if>> exposed for all the world to see.<<elseif $fem lt 450>>a bedsheet. It covers your junk<<if $breastsize gte 4>>, but your <<if $breastsize lt 12>>chest isn't<<else>>breasts aren't<</if>> covered<</if>>.<<else>>a bedsheet, using it to cover your <<if $flag.tf>>girl<<else>>boy<</if>> parts and your <<if $breastsize lt 4>>chest<<elseif $breastsize lt 12>>soon-to-be breasts<<else>><<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <<elseif $breastsize lte 21>>small <</if>>breasts<</if>>.<<if $fem gte 600>> You're hoping nobody will see you like this.<<if $fem gte 740>> Especially not a guy!<<elseif $fem gte 670>>Especially not another guy!<</if>><</if>><</if>> Your brown hair is <<if $fem lt 200>>the usual morning mess.<<elseif $fem lt 350>>messed up from sleeping.<<else>>a disaster from sleeping<<if $fem gte 450 and $fem lt 610>> that you probably should to do something about<<elseif $fem gte 610>> that no girl should have, you need to fix it, first thing.<</if>>.<</if>> Your feet are currently bare.<<if $pills gte 8>> They're <<if $pills gte 16>>seriously<<else>>a bit<</if>> cold.<</if>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "bath">>\ You're wearing a bath towel, around you <<if $breastsize lt 13>>chest<<else>>breasts<</if>> like a girl <<if $flag.tf>>should<<else>>would<</if>>, and nothing else. Your feet are currently bare.<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Shared ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<outfit "custom_prologue_clean">>\ You're wearing a collared, short-sleeve shirt with a zig-zag pattern, and tight slacks. Under your slacks you're wearing a pair of dark briefs. You are wearing dark blue velvet loafers with a one inch heel.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "custom_prologue_dirty">>\ You're wearing a collared, short-sleeve shirt that is dirty and torn, and tight slacks in the same sad state. Under your slacks you're wearing a sweaty pair of dark briefs. You are wearing dark blue velvet loafers with a one inch heel.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "custom_prologue_changed">>\ You're wearing a purple tank top and workout shorts that have a tropical floral pattern. Under your slacks you're wearing a pair of dark briefs. You are wearing dark blue velvet loafers with a one inch heel.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "custom_prologue_changeddirty">>\ You're wearing a purple tank top and workout shorts that have a tropical floral pattern, both covered in dust and grime. Under your slacks you're wearing a sweaty pair of dark briefs. You are wearing dark blue velvet loafers with a one inch heel.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "custom_prologue_interview">>\ You're wearing a baby blue blouse and women's black office trousers. Under the shirt is a camisole that has built-in support. It's created the slightest hint of female breasts on your chest. You are wearing dark blue velvet loafers with a one inch heel. You also have on a pair of high-rise peach panties.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "custom_prologue_interviewslutty">>\ You're wearing a baby blue blouse and women's black office trousers. Under the shirt is a camisole that has built-in support. It's created the slightest hint of female breasts on your chest. You are wearing dark blue velvet loafers with a one inch heel. You also have on a pair of high-rise peach panties.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "custom_prologue_substitute">>\ You're weating a a girl's white polo and a pair of yellow sweatpants that say @@.pink;PUNK@@ across the ass. You are wearing cute, black flats. You also have on a pair of high-rise peach panties.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "custom_disnarsacagawea">>\ You're wearing a brown dress that starts just above your chest and ends at your mid thigh with a splash of fringe. The dress has a built-in bra for support. <<if $breastsize lt 13>>It's not padded so it digs in a bit, making you uncomfortable<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>It's not padded so your small breasts look small in it<<if $fem gt 630>>. The bras you are using are better than this<</if>><<else>>It's a good fit for your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts, and you look good in it.<</if>> Your jet black hair is loose and teased out wildly, with tiny jewels that flicker and reflect the light every time you move your head. Your feet are in a pair of women's brown flats. A nude g-string sits tightly between your ass cheeks.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "custom_disnarprincess">>\ You're wearing a brown dress that starts just above your chest and ends at your mid-thigh with a splash of fringe. The dress has a built-in bra for support. <<if $breastsize lt 13>>It's not padded so it digs in a bit, making you uncomfortable<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>It's not padded so your small breasts look small in it<<if $fem gt 630>>. The bras you are using are better than this<</if>><<else>>It's a good fit for your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts, and you look good in it.<</if>> On your feet is a pair of women's brown flats. A nude g-string sits tightly between your ass cheeks.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "custom_disnarcrystal">>\ You're wearing a tiny yellow dress that dips low on your chest and ends at your upper thigh with a mountain of frills. The dress has a built-in bra for support. <<if $breastsize lt 13>>It's not padded so it digs in a bit, making you uncomfortable<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>It's not padded so your small breasts look small in it<<if $fem gt 630>>. The bras you are using are better than this<</if>><<else>>It's a good fit for your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts, and you look good in it.<</if>> Your feet are in a pair of gigantic yellow stripper (librarian?) heels. White stockings rise up to your mid thigh, and you're wearing a white thong underneath the dress.<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Store route ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<outfit "custom_justine_clothes">>\ You're wearing a brown tank top and white shorts that cling to you, shaping your butt into a pert-looking ass. The tank top is stretchy but tight against your torso. Underneath the tank top you're wearing a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> black bra. Its cups <<if $breastsize lt 13>>push out the tank top, conveying the impression of breasts on your chest<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>are helping your breasts look a bit bigger<<else>> are holding your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts<</if>>. On your feet is a pair of brown sandals. And it's topped off with a white thong that you are wearing under your shorts. You're also carrying a golden purse.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "custom_justine_party">>\ You're wearing a black top that hangs off of your shoulders and a pair of incredibly short animal-print shorts. Under the top is a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> black bra. Its cups <<if $breastsize lt 13>>push out the tank top, conveying the impression of breasts on your chest<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>are helping your breasts look a bit bigger<<else>> are holding your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts<</if>>. On your feet is a pair of black flats. And there is a lacy pink whale-tail peeking out from over your shorts.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "custom_justine_drunk">>\ You're reading a pink dress with no back and a tight waistline. You're wearing a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> pink bra. Its cups <<if $breastsize lt 13>>push out the dress, creating the image of breasts on your chest<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>push out the dress, helping your breasts look bigger<<else>> are holding your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts<</if>>. Your feet are in a pair of red heels. You're wearing a pink thong. It's topped off with the red purse that you are carrying.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "custom_justine_outfit">>\ You're wearing a white dress that is very short. It belts at the waist with a thin, gold braid that keeps the dress tight and clingy. You're wearing a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> white bra. Its cups <<if $breastsize lt 13>>push out the dress, creating the image of breasts on your chest<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>push out the dress, helping your breasts look bigger<<else>> are holding your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts<</if>>. Your feet are in a pair of gold heels. You've got a white g-string on.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "custom_justine_showcase">>\ You're wearing a <<if $appearance.outfitvar eq 2>>caged halter <</if>>bikini top and a pair of daisy dukes. Your feet are in a pair of women's sandals. A lacy green whale-tail peeks out from over your shorts.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "custom_justine_horses">>\ You're wearing a low-cut white dress that ends worryingly high. You have a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> white lace bra on. It <<if $breastsize lt 13>>makes your chest look like there are breasts on it<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>makes your small breasts look a bit bigger<<else>> is holding your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts<</if>>. Your feet are in a pair of cream heels. You're wearing a white g-string under your dress.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "custom_tart">>\ You're wearing a white tank top that accentuates the breasts you've been growing. You're also wearing a pair of jean shorts that are so tight and clingy you have to constantly check to make sure the outline of your penis isn't visible. Underneath it is a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> white bra. Its cups <<if $breastsize lt 13>>push out the crop top, making it look like you have small breasts<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>push out the crop top, adding onto what your boobs are already doing<<else>> are holding your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts<</if>>. Your feet are in a pair of black sandals. You've got a black thong on, the back of it keeps peeking out over your shorts.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "custom_yum">>\ You're wearing a white halter top that ends above your belly button and a pair of gray yoga pants. You're also wearing a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> strapless bra that's <<if $breastsize lt 13>>creating enough of a curve through the shirt that it appears like you've got boobs<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>creating enough of a curve through the shirt that your breasts look a bit bigger<<else>> holding your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts<</if>>. Your feet are in a pair of black sandals. You've got a black thong on.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "custom_sail_slut">>\ You're wearing a sleeveless black leather vest and a pair of tiny black leather shorts. You aren't wearing a bra, and the vest is so small that it strains to keep your breasts contained. On your feet you have a pair of cheap-looking flip-flops. Underneath the shorts you are wearing a black thong that's so small it may as well be a g-string.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "custom_sail_girl">>\ You're wearing a black top and a pair of tiny jean shorts. Under the top you are wearing a black bra. On your feet you have a pair of cheap-looking flip-flops. Underneath the shorts you are wearing a black thong.<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Restaurant route ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<outfit "custom_destiny_party">>\ You're wearing a sleeveless gold top and a knee-lenght black pencil skirt. You've got on a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> nude bra. It's <<if $breastsize lt 13>>created an illusion of breasts on your chest<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>adding to your breasts and making them look larger than they are<<else>> helping pull attention to your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts<</if>>. You are wearing a pair of black heels. Under the skirt you also have on a nude thong.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "custom_kurtdate">>\ You're wearing a demure white blouse and a cute knee-length skirt. Under the shirt is a <<if $breastsize lt 13>>padded<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>slightly padded<</if>> white bra. It <<if $breastsize lt 13>>creates enough of a curve through the shirt that it appears like you've got boobs<<elseif $breastsize lt 21>>creates enough of a curve through the shirt that your breasts look a bit bigger<<else>> holds your <<if $breastsize gte 61>>huge <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>>big <<elseif $breastsize gte 37>>large <</if>>breasts<</if>>. You're wearing a pair of cute, white flats. Under your skirt there is a purple thong. You're also carrying a small cream-colored purse.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<outfit "custom_bikini">>\ <<if $appearance.outfitvar eq 1>>You're wearing a dusty pink bikini. The top's straps meet around your neck in a thick knot.<<else>>You’re wearing a tiny black bikini. The top is thin, and your nipples are easily visible through it, even when they aren’t hard. The bottoms are a tight g-string instead of the traditional bikini style.<</if>> Your feet are bare right now.<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Unsorted ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<outfit "">><<silently>> <</silently>><<default_outfit>>Your $hairlength $haircolor is $hairstyle. <<if $perfume isnot "badger">>$perfume<</if>> <<display "Boobs">> You're wearing a $shirt and $bottoms. $underwear $bra Your feet are $shoes.<<silently>> <</silently>><</outfitlist>><</widget>>

<<widget ShowMakeup>><<silently>> <</silently>><<makeuplist>><<silently>> <</silently>><<makeup "sasha_school">>Your lips are covered with sparkly pink lip gloss. A similar shade and effect is on your eyelids, but it's not quite identical. Light pink nail polish is on your nails; additionally, each of your thumbs now sports a small and tacky champagne-colored crystal. According to the eWardrobe, <<if $appearance.makeupvar eq 1>>you are wearing "a delicate, flowery perfume called Angelwing."<<elseif $appearance.makeupvar eq 2>>the perfume wafting off of you is Good Girl. You aren't sure why it smells smokey when the corresponding image is of a halo.<<elseif $appearance.makeupvar eq 3>>you're wearing perfume. Hot For Teacher does not sound appropriate in the least for school!<<elseif $appearance.makeupvar eq 4>>you have perfume on. The display says that Purple Passion is a long-lingering lavender aroma.<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## ## Sasha's makeup routines ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<makeup "sasha_workout">>You have no make-up on and, thanks to the deodorant, you also don't smell much like anything.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "sasha_sleep">>You have no make-up on, except for a facial cream here and there and another one under your eyes. You don't smell much like anything, though the creams you have on do give off a faint, barely noticeable smell that's actually somewhat pleasant.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "sasha_classy">>Your face is covered with a foundation that makes your skin look clearer. Your lips have <<if $appearance.makeupvar eq 1>>rose-colored lipstick<<elseif $appearance.makeupvar eq 2>>a nude lipstick<<elseif $appearance.makeupvar eq 3>>sparkly pink lipgloss – which matches some hidden glitter in the foundation – <<elseif $appearance.makeupvar eq 4>>a delicate pink lipstick<</if>> on them, and the subtle touch of blush on your cheeks gives your face a high-class look. Your look is complemented by the <<if $appearance.makeupvar eq 1>>dark<<elseif $appearance.makeupvar eq 2>>neutral-colored<<elseif $appearance.makeupvar eq 3>>sparkly gold<<elseif $appearance.makeupvar eq 4>>baby blue<</if>> eyeshadow that you have on. On your nails is <<if $appearance.makeupvar eq 1>>a traditional red nail polish, like the standard archetype for a classy woman.<<elseif $appearance.makeupvar eq 2>>fuschia nail polish.<<elseif $appearance.makeupvar eq 3>>a sparkly light pink nail polish.<<elseif $appearance.makeupvar eq 4>>a clear nail polish. The tips are solid white, and if the display is to be believed that's because they are now in a “French style.”<</if>> According to the eWardrobe, <<if $appearance.makeupvar eq 1>>the perfume you're wearing is called Desire of Narcissus. It smells kind of like roses.<<elseif $appearance.makeupvar eq 2>>the scent wafting off of you is from a subtle perfume that's "designed to linger but not overpower."<<elseif $appearance.makeupvar eq 3>>you're wearing a popular perfume called Famous Girl. The sparkles and glitter on your face are at odds with the classy look you were attempting. It's like a clueless girl tried to look fancy, but couldn't resist adding in touches of her teenage sensibilities.<<elseif $appearance.makeupvar eq 4>>you have on a perfume called Deception. The tagline promises, "You'll show them who you want them to see, not who you are." Too bad who you want them to see is a boy.<</if>><<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "sasha_party">>Your face is covered with a foundation that <<if $appearance.makeupvar eq 1>>makes your skin look clearer. Your lips have a dainty pink gloss on them, while a similar shade is on your cheeks. On your eyelids is a light purple eyeshadow that grows gradually violet as it flares to the sides.<<elseif $appearance.makeupvar eq 2>>makes it look tanned. Red lipstick adds a slightly aggressive tone to every movement your mouth makes. Your cheeks are a matching shade, giving you a permanent flushed expression. Charcoal streaks from your eyelids to the sides of your face. It looks smoky, if a bit overdone. <<elseif $appearance.makeupvar eq 3>>gives it a pale, but not unpleasant, look. Dark lip-liner along your mouth accentuates your lips, making them look larger than they are. It’s a borderline “dsl” effect. Your eyelids have a soft, dark shadow on them. The emphasis is meant to be below your nose, not above it. <<elseif $appearance.makeupvar eq 4>>looks mostly natural, although your blemishes have been smoothed away. Reddish-pink lipstick further enforces the healthy look of beauty that the makeup is giving you. Neutral eyeshadow is underscored by a dark liner and thick mascara. Your eyes sparkle, and your lips are transformed from looking healthy to looking kissable.<</if>> On your nails is <<if $appearance.makeupvar eq 1>>purple polish; it’s so light that it’s almost mauve.<<elseif $appearance.makeupvar eq 2>>a dark red lacquer. The tips are square instead of rounded, making it harder to do things like handle change or type.<<elseif $appearance.makeupvar eq 3>>black nail polish.<<elseif $appearance.makeupvar eq 4>>a mostly clear polish, except for the tips which are solid white. The display says this is a “French style.”<</if>> According to the eWardrobe, <<if $appearance.makeupvar eq 1>>you are wearing an enticing perfume called Take Me Gently. You don't want to be wearing something like that!<<elseif $appearance.makeupvar eq 2>>the strong, cinnamon perfume wafting off of you is Little Devil. The logo is a demonic Beddy Boope blowing a kiss at you.<<elseif $appearance.makeupvar eq 3>>you have perfume on. It says that Obsession is all but guaranteed to make you the target of everyone’s desire. Why on earth would you want that?<<elseif $appearance.makeupvar eq 4>>”Body by Brody” is the perfume you have on right now. It vows to bring out the feminine goddess inside of you.<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## ## Sasha's bodywash routine ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<makeup "routine_body_01">>You have no make-up on, but the subtle smell of Sasha's peach-scented soap can be felt from you.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "routine_body_02">>You have no make-up on, but the subtle smell of Sasha's chocolate-scented soap can be felt from you.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "routine_body_03">>You have no make-up on, but the subtle smell of Sasha's strawberry-scented soap can be felt from you.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "routine_body_04">>You have no make-up on, but the subtle smell of Sasha's pear-scented soap can be felt from you.<<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## ## Sasha's outfit makeup ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<makeup "outfit_sasha_classy">>You aren't wearing any make-up now. On your fingernails is a soft shade of pink nail polish.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "outfit_sasha_party">>Right now your face is make-up–less. On your fingernails is a soft shade of beige nail polish.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "outfit_sasha_tease">>Your nails are painted with a red nail polish.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "outfit_sasha_slut">>Your nails are painted with a black nail polish.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "outfit_sasha_drunk">>There's quite a lot of makeup on your face. It's mostly pink and glittery. Your nails are painted with a light shade of pink nail polish. A strong scent of flowers wafts off of you.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "outfit_sasha_hardtoget">>Long, fake eyelashes and dark makeup stand out. Your fingernails have been done in a French manicure. You're wearing a feminine perfume.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "outfit_sasha_stockings">>Your nails are painted with a bright shade of pink nail polish.<<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## ## Work outfit routines ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<makeup "outfit_work_storeold">>You're not wearing perfume, but you still smell fresh and clean. There's no eyeshadow or lipstick, but your flaws have been concealed.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "outfit_work_storenew">>Feminine makeup is on your face. A girly perfume wafts off of you.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "outfit_work_resold">>You're wearing classy, if thick, dark makeup. A strong perfume clings to you, leaving its scent everywhere you move.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "outfit_work_resnew">>Elegant makeup is on your face. You're wearing Destiny's perfume<<if $tracking.daycount lt 15>>, its scent keeping you aroused with every movement you make<<else>>. Its scent once aroused you, but you've gotten used to it now<</if>>.<<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## ## Custom makeup ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<makeup "outfit_custom_destiny_party">>There is elegant make-up on your face: your flaws are corrected, there's a touch of rouge on your cheecks, and you have a delicate red stain on your lips. Your fingernails have been done in a French manicure. You're wearing a subtle perfume chosen for you by Destiny.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "outfit_custom_justine_drunk">>On your face is a bit too much makeup. It's mostly pink and glittery: pink lipstick, pink glittery blush, dark pink eyeshadow. On your fingernails is a light shade of pink nail polish. You're wearing Justine's favorite perfume, Midnight Visit.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "outfit_custom_justine_party">>Partygirl-style makeup is on your face. It's pretty thick and excessive, with long, fake eyelashes as well. On your fingernails is pink nail polish. You're wearing Justine's favorite perfume, Midnight Visit.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "outfit_custom_justine_horses">>You've got a bit too much makeup on. It's pretty thick and excessive, with long, fake eyelashes as well. On your fingernails is a black nail polish. You're wearing Justine's favorite perfume, Midnight Visit.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "outfit_custom_justine_showcase">>Partygirl-style makeup is on your face.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "outfit_custom_kurtdate">>You've got a bit too much makeup on. It's pretty thick and excessive, with long, fake eyelashes as well. Your fingernails have been done in a French manicure. A pleasant, feminine scent wafts off of you. There was no time to check what perfume this is.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "outfit_custom_disnarsacagawea">>Black eyeliner, dark mascara and blue eye shadow give you a wild, native look. It's complimented by your well tanned, almost bronze skin.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "outfit_custom_disnarprincess">>You have on black eyeliner and dark mascara.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "outfit_custom_disnarcrystal">>You have on black eyeliner. Your cheeks are pink from blush and your lips are a bright red.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "custom_streetpainter">>Your lips have a subtle pink gloss to them. Your eyes have the cat eye look, with black tips to the sides. Your face is free of blemishes. You look very feminine.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "custom_sasha_prologue">>Your face is heavily made-up, slathered with foundation, almost like a trashy girl's. There's a a metallic red lipstick, a lot of pink blush, and a sparkly purple eyeshadow that's not just on the eyelids. You're wearing a strong, almost overpowering, flowery perfume.Your lips have a subtle pink gloss to them. Your eyes have the cat eye look, with black tips to the sides. Your face is free of blemishes. You look very feminine.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "outfit_custom_angeslut">>Your face is overly made up, with lots of eyeliner and mascara around your eyes. Your lips are a frosty pink and look fuller somehow...<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "outfit_custom_naughtydevil">>Your eyes have a smoky effect around them and your lips are cherry red to match your dress.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "outfit_princessmodel_light">>You have a little make-up on. Your flaws are corrected, and your eyes are contoured; you also have a minute amount of mascara on your eyelashes. On your lips is a sticky lipstick in a delicate peach color.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "outfit_princessmodel_normal">>You have some make-up on. Your flaws are corrected, and your cheeckbones are emphasized by an application of blush. Your eyes look bigger, and your lashes are longer and fuller, though some of them are clumping together. On your lips is a sticky lipstick in a delicate peach color, and it's outlined by one a shade darker.<<silently>> ################################################################################ <</silently>><<makeup "outfit_princessmodel_heavy">>You have enough make-up on to look like a doll. Little of your skin is visible, most of it covered with it. On your cheeks there's a liberal amount of blush, with glitter on top of it. And there's dark, thick lines around your eyes that make them look cartoonishly big, plus your lashes are impossibly long now. On your lips there is an overwhelming amount of pink lipstick and glitter.<<silently>> <</silently>><</makeuplist>><</widget>>

<<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## OutfitVar "arg" ... "arg" ## Used to set up alternate text displayed depending on the variant of the outfit. ## The number of arguments (args) possible is not limited. ## The chain loops (e.g. with three arguments, variant 4 displays the first one, variant 5 the second one). ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget OutfitVar>><<silently>> <<set _forcounter to 0>> <<for def $args[_forcounter]>> <<set _forcounter += 1>> <</for>> <<set _forlimit to _forcounter>> <<set _offsetvar to $appearance.outfitvar>> <<for _offsetvar gte _forlimit>> <<set _offsetvar -= _forlimit>> <</for>> <<set _offsetvar -= 1>> <</silently>><<print $args[_offsetvar]>><<silently>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## MakeupVar "arg" ... "arg" ## Used to set up alternate text displayed depending on the variant of the makeup. ## The number of arguments (args) possible is not limited. ## The chain loops (e.g. with three arguments, variant 4 displays the first one, variant 5 the second one). ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget MakeupVar>><<silently>> <<set _forcounter to 0>> <<for def $args[_forcounter]>> <<set _forcounter += 1>> <</for>> <<set _forlimit to _forcounter>> <<set _offsetvar to $appearance.makeupvar>> <<for _offsetvar gte _forlimit>> <<set _offsetvar -= _forlimit>> <</for>> <<set _offsetvar -= 1>> <</silently>><<print $args[_offsetvar]>><<silently>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## BraPadding "arg" ... "arg" ## Automatically displays the appropriate variant of the bra based on $breastsize value. ## Used for normal bras and cupped sports bras. ## Argument is used by the widget to put in the correct description of colour and style (e.g. "red lace"). ## In case of multiple arguments, uses OutfitVar functionality for clothing variants. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget BraPadding>><<silently>> <<set _spacevar to " ">> <<set _printtext to "">> <<if ndef $args>> <<set _offsetvar to 0>> <<set _spacevar to "">> <<set $args to [""]>> <<elseif ndef $args[1]>> <<set _offsetvar to 0>> <<else>> <<set _forcounter to 0>> <<for def $args[_forcounter]>> <<set _forcounter += 1>> <</for>> <<set _forlimit to _forcounter>> <<set _offsetvar to $appearance.outfitvar>> <<for _offsetvar gte _forlimit>> <<set _offsetvar -= _forlimit>> <</for>> <<set _offsetvar -= 1>> <</if>> <<set _printtext to "">> <<if $breastsize gte 57>> <<set _printtext += $args[_offsetvar] + _spacevar + either("max-support bra", "bra with maximum support")>> <<elseif $breastsize gte 49>> <<set _printtext += $args[_offsetvar] + _spacevar + either("super-support bra", "bra with a lot of extra support")>> <<elseif $breastsize gte 41>> <<set _printtext += $args[_offsetvar] + _spacevar + either("high-support bra", "bra with extra support")>> <<elseif $breastsize gte 33>> <<set _printtext += $args[_offsetvar] + _spacevar + either("plus-support bra", "bra with a bit of extra support")>> <<elseif $breastsize gte 21>> <<set _printtext += $args[_offsetvar] + _spacevar + "bra">> <<elseif $breastsize gte 13>> <<set _printtext += either("slightly", "modestly") + " padded " + $args[_offsetvar] + _spacevar + "bra">> <<else>> <<set _printtext += "padded " + $args[_offsetvar] + _spacevar + "bra">> <</if>> <</silently>><<print _printtext>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## ShowEarringIntro "arg" ## Automatically displays a random variant of intro text for earrings ## Argument controls if the intro text is suited for singular (“a pair”) or plural (“two earrings”) description ## Acceptable values are "single", "multi", and "both" ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget ShowEarringIntro>><<silently>> <<set _printtext to "">> <<if $args[0] eq "single">> <<set _introPlural to false>> <<elseif $args[0] eq "multi">> <<set _introPlural to true>> <<elseif $args[0] eq "both">> <<set _introPlural to either(true, false)>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _introMulti>> <<set _introVar to random(1, 3)>> <<switch _introVar>> <<case 1>> <<set _printtext to "In your ears sits a pair of">> <<case 2>> <<set _printtext to "In your ears is a pair of">> <<case 3>> <<set _printtext to "You're wearing a pair of">> <<case 4>> <<set _printtext to "">> <</switch>> <<else>> <<set _introVar to random(1, 3)>> <<switch _introVar>> <<case 1>> <<set _printtext to "In your ears sit">> <<case 2>> <<set _printtext to "In your ears are">> <<case 3>> <<set _printtext to "You're wearing">> <<case 4>> <<set _printtext to "">> <</switch>> <</if>> <</silently>><<print _printtext>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## ShowEarringDetail ## Basically just prints $appearance.earringdetail ## Added for keeping code cleaner, just like "AddFem" ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget ShowEarringDetail>><<print $appearance.earringdetail>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## ## ## ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<silently>> <</silently>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<include "W6W2">><<daypassage>><<silently>>[[W6W2]] ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Mail ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">>You yawn against the bright morning light.<<if $route.candice>> You feel a little hungover from the cosmos the previous night, but not unbearably so.<</if>> You hold up your phone to look at the time. You see a notification that you have a new email from Harry in your account. Weird. He hasn't contacted you since your first day in town. You swipe your thumb to unlock the screen and open up the message. Your eyes are immediately drawn to the TO: field. He emailed my parents! In fact, the email is to them, not you, [[you're just CCed on it!|W6W][$control.location to "Mail"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Mail ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Mail">>Hi Mr. and Mrs. Jones, I should have introduced myself before today, but I reckon you know how busy running your own company can get. My name is Harry Westholm, and I'm the lucky man to employ your child in a <<if $route.job eq "store">>retail store<<else>>restaurant<</if>> that I own. "Little D" as I sometimes say in my head (shucks, I'm just awful with names) has been a hard worker from day one. Despite being brand new to the business and having no experience! I wish all my employees had that work ethic.<<AddFem 2>> Last week one of Little D's coworkers had a personal emergency that made <<if $route.job eq "store">>her<<else>>him<</if>> unavailable the following weekend. My manager was beside herself trying to find a replacement, when Little D kindly volunteered. Near the end of the night I was going to personally say thank you myself when I saw something downright awful happen. I won't sugarcoat it for you, because if it were my child I would want to know. I have a son, myself, and if I saw him trip on his own feet and take a bad fall I'd be asking him if he's okay. Little D ran off right after, so I don't think there's an injury, but I'd be happy to recommend a good doctor for a check-up, just in case. The fall aside, working with your child has been a pleasure. Summer is only halfway over, but when it ends I'm going to send a follow-up email so you know how much we've treasured Little D around here. Or, if you'd rather, I can write a letter of recommendation for college, or act as a reference for future employment. Thank you for your time, -H.W. …What the fuck. You reread the whole thing three times. Harry calls you "Little D" in his head? What the shit is that! That's like the name someone gives a tiny penis. [[And how does Harry even know who your parents are?|W6W][$control.location to "Mail 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Mail 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Mail 2">><<if $flag.lisaresponse eq "parents">>If they didn't already know your secret this dumb email might have tipped them off. If nothing else your dad is probably ten times madder hearing that your nickname is "Little D." Still, you suppose Harry meant well with his email. It was cringey, but you could tell it meant to be nice.<<else>>He could have blown this whole thing up by calling you a girl! That's probably the one saving grace. You pour through his words, but he never says "she" or "daughter" or even your name. Other than one bit about him having a son – which you think could be either read as "I also have a son" or "in my case, I have a son" – the whole thing isn't that bad. Cringey, but it's supposed to be saying nice things.<</if>> There's a second email from Harry, [[this one addressed just to you.|W6W][$control.location to "Mail 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Mail 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Mail 3">>$name, I hope you don't mind that I emailed your parents. I always like to show my employees that I can see their hard work. I'm no writer. Even that email I sent your parents comes from a neutral template someone made me years ago. So if you want a letter of recommendation for college at the end of the summer, you write whatever you want and I'll sign it. You've earned it. -Harry Oh man. If you finish out the summer without quitting you can straight up write your own letter of recommendation into college. <<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 2>>Well, I'm already stuck as a girl for the foreseeable future anyway, so this is just a perk, I guess. <<if $flag.lisaresponse eq "parents">>And it's not like I have to worry about what he'll say to mom or dad.<<else>>I'll just have to reply to Harry so he doesn't email my parents again and blow my cover.<</if>><<else>>Well, I need to keep my head down anyway<<if $route.job eq "store">> after the fall I took. And this offer is tempting. I may as well keep this job until summer ends and stay like this. Justine will be happy. <<if $route.chris>>Chris will definitely be happy.<</if>><<if $route.candice>>Candice will definitely be happy.<</if>><<elseif $route.job eq "res">>. Kurt is gone. And this offer is tempting. I may as well keep this job until summer ends and stay like this. <<if $route.arthur>>Arthur will be happy. <</if>><<if $route.jake>>Jake will be thrilled. <</if>><<if $route.date>>Dante will be keen to go another date. <</if>><<if $route.val>>Val and I can follow-up on that kiss now. <</if>><</if>><</if>> [[You type a quick reply saying you'd love the letter of recommendation and not to worry about following up with your parents.|W6W][$control.location to "Contemplation"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Contemplation ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Contemplation">><<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 2>>Well, even without Harry's offer you were already stuck as a girl. At least this softens the blow somewhat. [[But that does make you think...|W6W][$control.location to "Contemplation 3"]]<<else>>So you're stuck through the summer as a girl. That's a little more than double the time you've already spent as one. How does that make you feel? <<if $fem gte 700>> [[Excited.|W6W][$control.location to "Contemplation 2"; $temp.number1 to 1]]<</if>> [[Scared.|W6W][$control.location to "Contemplation 2"; $temp.number1 to 2]]<<if $fem lt 500>> [[Furious.|W6W][$control.location to "Contemplation 2"; $temp.number1 to 3]]<</if>><<if $route.chris or $route.candice or $route.arthur or $route.jake or $route.val>> [[Relieved.|W6W][$control.location to "Contemplation 2"; $temp.number1 to 4]]<</if>><</if>> <<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Contemplation 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Contemplation 2">><<if $temp.number1 eq 1>><<AddFem 8>>It starts with a fluttery feeling in your stomach. You bite your lip. Why am I actually happy about this? You shouldn't want to be spending any more time in a dress! But this is an adventure, right? <<if $route.job eq "store">>And going back to being Danny means leaving behind Justine, who's probably the best friend you've ever had.<<if $route.chris or $route.candice or $route.jake>> Not to mention a certain someone else you wouldn't want to leave behind just yet.<</if>><<else>>And you don't know if you're ready for it to end, yet.<<if $route.arthur or $route.jake or $route.kurt or $route.val or $route.dante>> Not to mention that there's a certain someone who would be sad to see you go.<</if>><</if>> You don't love everything about being $name. There's plenty to dislike. But you're not in a rush to get back to a life where you lurked behind a screen and you didn't have a single friend to your name. If being $name means you make more money, can get into your dream college, and it's more fun, then why not do it? [[Although that makes you think of another dilemma.|W6W][$control.location to "Contemplation 3"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>><<AddFem 4>>This is terrifying. You feel like you're playing with fire here. <<if $route.job eq "store">>What's to stop Justine from figuring out your secret? It's got to a be a matter of time before she just grabs your crotch or something and discovers your dick!<<else>>What's to stop <<if $route.kurt>>Lisa Baker or <</if>>someone else from exposing you? But what choice do you have?<<if $flag.unkurt eq false>> You feel like Lisa's wrath will be even worse if you go back to being a guy.<</if>><</if>> As much as you dislike it, you'll have to ride this out. It's only another month and a half, or so. I'm so fucking dead. You bury your own face in your hands. [[And that makes you think of another dilemma.|W6W][$control.location to "Contemplation 3"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 3>><<AddFem 2>>This is infuriating! Every time you feel like you're close to escaping thong life it seems like thong life won't let you. First it was a few days, then a week, and now you're going to have to stay like this for more than six more weeks. <<if $route.job eq "store">>You have to keep going to your dumb job being a register every morning while stupid people buy cigarettes and beer. And every person with a dick for a hundred miles tries to sleep with you.<<elseif $route.job eq "res">><<if $flag.unkurt>>You had sort of come to terms with riding out the summer like a girl, but once again the choice is taken from you. I don't control my fate at all. You feel more frustrated than ever.<<else>>And then stupid Lisa Baker almost turned you into an actual girl!<</if>><</if>> You hate this. You hate it so much. But what choice do I have? Your own impotence just makes you angrier. I will escape and this and return to my life as Danny, I swear it. [[Although that makes you think of another dilemma.|W6W][$control.location to "Contemplation 3"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 4>>You don't want to admit it to yourself, but you aren't ready to go back to being Danny. Not yet. At least now you have an excuse to stay this way. It's not the dresses or the underwear or the makeup. It's the way <<if $route.val or $route.candice>>her mouth felt against yours when she kissed you.<<else>>his mouth felt against yours when he kissed you.<</if>> Just thinking about it brings a heat to your cheeks. And if you go back to being Danny now then you can never figure out what it meant. Or where it could go. Actually, maybe you should do that now. [[You've been avoiding this dilemma, but it's time to actually think it through.|W6W][$control.location to "Contemplation 3"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Contemplation 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Contemplation 3">>Ever since you arrived in Hope's Point you've behaved with the mindset that your actions don't matter that much. Making a promise as $name isn't a problem since Danny will be back any day. Leading people on, lying to friends, you've been treating relationships like they're games. But now you're stuck here. And you need to do some soul searching. <<routes>><<job "store">>Justine has been by your side through everything. In her own misguided way she's done more for you than anyone else. <<if $flag.tf>>And knowing you has put her right in the crosshairs of the Sails. If you aren't careful she'll suffer because of your choices.<<else>><<AddFem 4>>And you've lied to her this whole time. She has no idea you're a guy. She said you violated her trust when you went through her phone? How betrayed will she feel when you reveal you aren't her best friend, $name? You're Danny, an awkward guy who passes for a girl far too easily.<</if>> With no small amount of guilt you tell yourself you need to try to be a better friend to her. Like she's been to me.<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">><<if $flag.destinysplace>>You and Destiny have grown closer in the last few weeks, but you're hardly what you'd call "best friends." Still, she seems to trust you with parts of her personal life.<<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 2>> You wish you could get her advice on how to handle Lisa Baker. Destiny is so much better at nuance than you are, and you feel like that's where Lisa beat you.<</if>><<else>>You don't really have a close friend here, more like several casual ones, but that's still more than you had in your old life. Destiny is probably the closest of those, but not by much. At least you don't have to feel guilty about lying to her; you're not quite strangers, but you don't owe her anything. I can't imagine living this lie and having a real best friend. That would be awful to deal with.<</if>><</routes>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $route.jake>><<AddFem 2>> Jake has feelings for you. Judging by what you know about him he doesn't open up easily to people. He's also really horny. Like, all the time. <<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 2>>If you keep seeing him he's going to end up pushing sex, probably. But underneath the bluster and poor impulse control he's really sweet. But is that worth it?<<else>>If you keep seeing him he's going to end up finding out the truth about your gender. And you don't think he'll take it well.<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $route.arthur>><<AddFem 2>> Arthur thinks you're a sweet girl. He's funny. And kind. And <<if $fem gte 652>><<AddFem 2>>his broad shoulders are impressive. Not that you care!<<else>>he doesn't ever make you feel pressured into doing something you wouldn't normally want to do.<</if>> He is exactly the person you wish you could confide in right now. Not because he'd know what to do, but because he'd try his hardest to keep you safe from <<if $flag.unkurt>>anyone<<else>>Lisa<</if>>.<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $route.dante>> And then there's Dante. It's funny; as $name there's been lots of guys hitting on you. The whole "you're special" thing would just make you roll your eyes. But you can tell that Dante really believes it. He thinks you're better than everyone around you. But maybe his affectation for you is because he senses that you two are kindred spirits. Being seen with the town pervert won't help you keep a low profile. <<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 2>>But he's smart. Maybe you should stay on his good side. Although his awkward advances aren't great.<<else>>Especially when said pervert is getting more and more handsy. What are you going to do when he reaches beneath your skirt?<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $route.val>><<AddFem 2>> What about the kiss between you and Val? Sure, you both were drunk from booze and high from meeting your favorite author. But you'd felt something there. Does that mean she's a lesbian? <<if $flag.tf>>If so, maybe she'll like you more like this. The idea of finally having sex with a hot girl is appealing, you just wish you weren't also a girl for it!<<else>>Then she's going to be disappointed when she learns you're a guy. Of course it figures that when you finally find a girl interested in you she's into $name, not Danny.<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $route.chris>><<AddFem 2>> After your date last night it's hard to deny the chemistry you and Chris have. He's so nice to you, and he always knows the right thing to say. He reminds you of Drake from Astoria in that both are athletic, kind, and supposedly handsome. <<if $flag.tf>>But how will he react when he learns you lied about Lyle?<<else>>But how will he react when he learns you have a penis?<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $route.candice>> After your date last night you can tell that Candice isn't interested in having her heart broken again. <<if $flag.tf>>But even with your changed anatomy, you're still not really a girl, right? Will she be upset when she learns that you're a boy?<<else>> You feel guilty about exploring any further with her, knowing how much it will hurt her in the end.<</if>><</if>> Maybe you should be avoiding forming close attachments. Maybe you should do the opposite and try everything in your power to surround yourself with people who care about you, regardless of what could be. Regardless, you need to accept that your bonds are no longer short-term. Even if you never return to Hope's Point again when this is all over, you still need to see these people through the rest of summer. What a depressing way to start the morning. Time to rise out of bed and [[get ready for work.|W6W][$control.location to "Morning"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">><<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning 2">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<routes>> ║ │ <<job "store">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work store">> ║ │ <<job "res">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work res">> ║ │ <</routes>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>Once dressed, you look in the mirror. <<if $flag.tf>>You walk back to the kitchen to grab something to eat, but stop when [[the doorbell rings.|W6W][$control.location to "Home visit"]]<<else>>Satisfied with your appearance, [[you leave for work.|W6W][$control.location to _passagelink]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home visit ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home visit">><<routes>><<job "store">>Doctor Murphy nods at you from the doorway. He's a wearing a wide-brimmed straw hat that looks silly on him. Underneath it he has on a pair of sunglasses that you suppose are meant to help hide his face. You can easily see his eyes through the lenses. The white doctor coat you saw him in last time is gone. In its place is a plaid sweater vest and beige slacks. @@.otherblue;"$name,"@@ he sighs, @@.otherblue;"You look well. May I come in?"@@ He looks around furtively, clearly concerned that he'll be seen with you. In one hand is a nondescript black briefcase. @@.yellow;"Sure."@@ You step aside to let him through. He enters the cottage and you shut the door behind him. The doctor sets down the briefcase and then immediately opens it. He takes out a pair of disposable latex gloves and pulls them on. @@.otherblue;"Have there been any complications so far? Bleeding? Discomfort? Excessive pain?"@@ You shake your head. @@.yellow;"None of that. I'm mostly just sore."@@ @@.otherblue;"That will pass,"@@ he murmurs, his eyes fixating on something over your shoulder. @@.otherblue;"Please remove your clothing so I can examine you."@@<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">><<AddFem 2>>A familiar-looking woman is at the door. @@.hotpink;"Danielle? Do you remember me? I'm Esme, we met the other night. I'm a nurse who works with Doctor Kovak."@@ You didn't get a good look at her before, but you do now. She's pretty in the sort of a way that some women manage when they eclipse thirty, with dark eyes and darker hair. She's tall, too, taller than you. She's wearing sweatpants and a black tank top. @@.yellow;"My name is $name. Not Danielle."@@ It's bad enough you don't get called Danny any more, but Danielle? Seriously? @@.hotpink;"My mistake,"@@ she apologizes. @@.hotpink;"Can I come in? My shift ended a half hour ago and I'm tired. Once we're done here I'm going home."@@ You stand aside and she walks past you. @@.hotpink;"Thanks. I don't recommend doing three doubles in one week. I'm dead on my feet."@@ She smiles as you shut the door. @@.hotpink;"Doctor Kovak wants to know how you're feeling. Has there been any bleeding or discharge? Any discomfort."@@ You shake your head. @@.yellow;"No. I'm kind of sore, but I feel better today."@@ She fishes a notebook and pen out of her pocket. @@.hotpink;"That's great to hear,"@@ she murmurs as she scribbles. @@.hotpink;"Have you been urinating regularly?"@@ You don't know why, but you blush. @@.yellow;"Yes."@@ @@.hotpink;"Great, great."@@ She jots another note and then closes the book. @@.hotpink;"Take off all of your clothes,"@@ she orders as crosses into your kitchen and washes her hands. @@.hotpink;"I'm going to do a quick exam and we'll be done."@@<</routes>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>> [[Remove your clothing.|W6W][$control.location to "Home visit 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home visit 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home visit 2">><<AddFem 6>><<routes>><<job "store">>Even though he's a medical professional and he's clearly seen you in the nude, you're still uncomfortable stripping in front of another person. Especially with what's between your legs. But it's not like you have a choice. He can tell Janet I need more recovery time, you remind yourself. You hold onto that faint hope as you slowly peel off your clothes. Once you're naked he sits down on the couch and gestures for you to come closer. You do so and stand there, embarrassed, <<if $flag.boobtf>><<AddFem 2>>your nipples strangely hard. Because I'm self-conscious, not excited!<<else>>aware of your nudity and how female you look.<</if>> The doctor's face is about eye level with your crotch, and you shiver as his gloved hands gently glide over the skin of your groin. @@.otherblue;"This looks to be healing nicely."@@ He pulls back the two folds of your groove. It's the strangest sensation of your life, like having your asscheeks spread wide so someone could stare at your hole. @@.otherblue;"Sensitivity appears to be higher than expected, but that's just the case for some people."@@ He pulls his hands back and nods at you. @@.otherblue;"You can put your clothes back on."@@ While you dress he goes and throws his gloves away in your kitchen trash, then returns. @@.otherblue;"Everything is in good shape. You're healing well and I see no signs of infection or rejection."@@ He pulls his ePhone out of his pocket. @@.otherblue;"I'll let Janet know."@@ You gulp. You'd been hoping the doctor would say that you needed more time to heal. You quickly reach out, placing your hand over the one he's holding the phone in. @@.yellow;"She wants me to go to the clubhouse today."@@ He doesn't reply, or move, so you keep going. @@.yellow;"I think she's going to want me to do things. Today. With it."@@ You don't need to specify what it is. His face is so still and free of emotion that he could be a statue. @@.otherblue;"The terms of your arrangement with Janet are between you and her. I'm not involved."@@ [[He goes to push past you and leave.|W6W][$control.location to "Dark science doctor"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<job "res">>Even though she's a medical professional and already witnessed you naked, you're still uncomfortable stripping in front of another person. Especially with what's between your legs. But it's not like you have a choice. Lisa holds all the power here, you think as you numbly peel off your clothes. Once you're completely nude she circles you. @@.hotpink;"My hands may be cold,"@@ she warns. A moment later you flinch as ice touches your downstairs. @@.hotpink;"That's responsive, isn't it,"@@ she observes. @@.hotpink;"Does this hurt?"@@ You can't see what she's doing but whatever it is, it feels invasive and prompts a gasp from you. You shake your head, your cheeks reddening. @@.hotpink;"Okay, that's it. Put your clothes back on."@@ She goes back to the kitchen to wash her hands while you quickly get dressed. @@.hotpink;"Everything looks good to me. I'll let Doctor Kovak know. Please contact us if you have any questions or you observe a multi-colored discharge."@@ With that, she leaves. What the hell is discharge, you wonder. Now that she's gone, you double-check yourself in the mirror and then [[head to work.|W6W][$control.location to "Work res"]]<</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dark science doctor ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dark science doctor">>Desperately, you get in his way to stop him from leaving. @@.yellow;"Please,"@@ you implore, @@.yellow;"I'm not ready to do those types of things. Not yet! Tell her I need more time to heal."@@ He regards you just as impassively as before. @@.otherblue;"Janet and I have a complex relationship. You don't have the money or the influence to compel me to mislead her."@@ Once again he tries to go past you. <<if $fem gte 740>><<AddFem 4>>You block him one more time. @@.otherblue;"Get out of the way, $name,"@@ he tells you quietly. You could do what he says. Or you could try to convince him. That's so gross. But wouldn't it be worth it? Just blow him and avoid having to fuck any guys? [[Get out of the way.|W6W][$control.location to "Dark science doctor 2"; $temp.switch1 to false]] [[Try to seduce him to save your masculinity.|W6W][$control.location to "Dark science doctor 2"; $temp.switch1 to true]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 2>>You don't stop him this time, and he leaves almost immediately. After he's gone you check yourself in the mirror and then [[head to work.|W6W][$control.location to "Work store"]] You just hope that Janet won't want you to do what you think she will.<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dark science doctor 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dark science doctor 2">><<if $temp.switch1>>Once again you block him from leaving. @@.yellow;"Please tell Janet I need more time,"@@ you practically beg. I can't believe I'm going to do this. @@.yellow;"I don't have money,"@@ you slowly reach out and tentatively touch his crotch, @@.yellow;"or influence."@@ His breath hitches at your touch. You squeeze slightly, and you can feel his member through the layers of clothes. @@.yellow;"But I can still make you feel good."@@ @@.otherblue;"I'm not interested,"@@ he says harshly, and makes a move to push your hand away. You squeeze harder, eliciting a gasp from him and stopping his movements. This is what Lyle always liked. You unbutton and unzip his pants, revealing a pair of white underpants in the style that older men favor. This is humiliating. You fight off a shudder as you drop to your knees, tugging on the underwear to free the penis trapped inside. His dick springs out. @@.otherblue;"Stop this right now,"@@ he breathes, sounding less convinced. His cock is semi-hard. You grip in your hand, the skin soft against your palm. @@.otherblue;"No,"@@ [[he whimpers.|W6W][$control.location to "Dark science doctor 3"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 2>>You don't stop him this time, and he leaves almost immediately. After he's gone you check yourself in the mirror and then [[head to work.|W6W][$control.location to "Work store"]] You just hope that Janet won't want you to do what you think she will.<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dark science doctor 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dark science doctor 3">><<AddBlowjob "Murphy">>You kiss the tip and then suck on it, taking the head in your mouth. He groans, but if he is still telling you to cease then it isn't in any spoken language you're familiar with. If I do a good job he'll tell Janet I need more time.You work the shaft further into your mouth. You don't actually know if Doctor Murphy will do that, but you need to try something. As gross as giving head is, what Janet has in mind feels far worse. The doctor's hands fall to his sides and stay there, tiny trembles jerking them in time with your movements. You bob down and take him all the way in your mouth, then go back up, easing him in and out. What's one more blowjob, you figure. You've given enough of them that one more isn't that bad, and if it keeps your virginity intact then even better! Doctor Murphy is no Lyle. He isn't aggressive, or angry, or demanding. And he doesn't last long. As you're working your way back up he suddenly twitches and hot cum shoots out of his dick, catching you by surprise and splashing your lips and face. You blink through it, your left eye burning slightly from where cum got in it. At least this is over with. You look up at his face, [[hopeful that he'll be pleased and willing to help you out.|W6W][$control.location to "Dark science doctor 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dark science doctor 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dark science doctor 4">><<AddFem 20>>Whereas he'd mostly stayed aloof and unemotional during your check-up, clear emotion now stands out on his face. @@.otherblue;"In almost twenty years of marriage I have never cheated on my wife,"@@ he says angrily, his cheeks flushed. You scramble backwards on the floor, his sudden ire scaring you. Oh shit. You never noticed the wedding ring on his left hand. @@.otherblue;"How dare you. I said no. But you, you,"@@ he chokes and tugs his pants back into position, hurriedly zipping them up. @@.otherblue;"If you fucking tell anyone about this, if my wife hears,"@@ he inhales, a ragged breath thick with his rage, @@.otherblue;"I swear to heaven above that I will never undo the operation."@@ He grabs his briefcase, the knuckles on his hand gripping it so tightly that they're stark white. @@.otherblue;"You and Janet deserve each other,"@@ he spits, @@.otherblue;"because you both ruin lives."@@ He storms out, leaving you alone on the cottage floor, your face still covered in semen. That backfired horribly. With a whimper you head to the bathroom. Your face is a mess. You splash water on it, trying to wipe away the cum and tears. Why am I crying? The doctor didn't hurt you, and it's not the first blowjob you've given. Why are you so upset? It's what he said to me, you decide. Are you really a horrible person? The face staring back at you is a stranger's. It belongs to a trashy girl who would blow a married man in order to manipulate him. Who treats sex acts like they're transactions. When [[you finally leave the cottage and head to work|W6W][$control.location to "Work store"]] it's with your head held low.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store">>Hillary is outside the store when you arrive, sipping gingerly from a steaming hot cup of coffee and talking with Justine. @@.hillary;"Mornin' $name,"@@ she greets you as you walk over before turning back to Justine. @@.hillary;"I told Harry that he needs to get new beans, because I swear every time I have some of your decaf brew I get all wired."@@ She scratches her chin idly. @@.hillary;"And I get the runs for an hour after."@@ She sighs. @@.hillary;"Nothin's worse than having tons of energy but being stuck on the crapper. I downloaded this floppy fish app-thing my nephew told me about to play when I'm trapped in there, but then my legs just fall asleep on account of me stayin' sittin' even longer."@@ Justine smoothly hands you a warm latte. Damn, she's good, you marvel. How does she always have it hot and ready? @@.justine;"Weird,"@@ your friend bats her eyes and is the picture of innocence. @@.justine;"Maybe it's something else? I don't think the coffee is the problem."@@ You crane your neck past Justine to look into the stand, where the decaf brew hasn't even been prepped yet. Uh huh. @@.justine;"I heard that sometimes the trick is to drink two cups instead of one."@@ She nods sagely as if this is sound advice. Hillary brightens. @@.hillary;"That's a good idea! Like how having seconds at dinner sometimes aint enough, and you need fifths."@@ You aren't sure you follow that logic at all. Justine nods, her expression sober. @@.justine;"Exactly."@@ @@.hillary;"$name, 'fore I forget, I wanted to ask you if you're feelin' okay. I saw your tumble at the show. You hurt yourself?"@@ Embarrassed, you shake your head and sip at your latte. @@.yellow;"M'fine,"@@ [[you mumble.|W6W][$control.location to "Work store 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 2">>Hillary suddenly puts a hand over her stomach. @@.hillary;"Oh dear."@@ You peer closer and notice that her face has started to sweat a little. @@.hillary;"I gotta go."@@ She hurries into the store, walking toward the bathroom in a stiff manner. @@.justine;"Before you ask,"@@ Justine coolly studies her nails, @@.justine;"it's like the weakest cup of coffee ever. That diet soda she drinks is way worse."@@ <<if $flag.tf>>@@.yellow;"I'm not taking sides,"@@ you tell her. @@.yellow;"But I should go get the store ready to open. Since someone made sure the only other employee here today is going to be occupied for the next few hours."@@ She winks and blows you a kiss as you go get to work.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.yellow;"That's her choice,"@@ you say very gently. Justine opens her mouth but you quickly continue before she can interrupt you. @@.yellow;"I need to go get the store ready to open, it's going to take me a while because now Hillary can't help."@@ Justine frowns and looks a tad contrite as you go get to work.<</if>> It figures that the day Hillary is occupied for several hours is also the day that there's a significant amount of customers. [[The busy flow of patrons keeps you running around nonstop.|W6W][$control.location to "Work store 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 3">><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">><<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 6>>You'd sort of gotten used to the looks guys would give you when they came into the store, their eyes flicking up and down your body so unabashedly you were embarrassed for them and for yourself. But now the stares feel ten times worse. Before when these men would mentally undress you there was comfort in knowing that their imagination was wrong. And now it's right. @@.finalblue;"You smell nice."@@ @@.blue;"See ya next time, sexy lady."@@ @@.orange;"Wanna come to my truck and hold my rifle?"@@ <<if $fem gte 740>><<AddFem 4>>After a bit though it starts to feel flattering. Do I really look that good this day? You wonder what could be different about this morning that you'd be getting so many more compliments than usual.<<elseif $fem gte 640>>Do you hate it or can you ignore it? You remind yourself that there words don't have to get to you.<<else>>You hate it.<</if>> By the end of your shift you're feeling exhausted from it all. But of course your day isn't over. Not yet. [[You have an appointment with Janet.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails"]]<<elseif $route.job eq "store">>By the end of your shift you're feeling exhausted from it all. [[You eagerly head home to relax.|W6W][$control.location to "Home"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res">><<if $flag.tf>>As you hop off your bike you get a text from Kurt. I will! You have no idea what he's talking about. Uneasy, you wonder if he meant to text someone else, or if this is some of Lisa's meddling. Stressing won't help. You push everything out of your mind for now. <</if>>Once you're in the restaurant proper you clock in and head to the kitchen, but Destiny stops you. @@.purple;"Wait, Alice wants to see you."@@ @@.yellow;"What about?"@@ You can't help but be wary; the last time Alice wanted to chat with you had been about you helping out with the job fair. And we all know how that ended. <<if $flag.nonpunctuality>>@@.purple;"Nothing bad,"@@ she assures you. You don't believe her.<<else>>Destiny gives you a coy smile. @@.purple;"I'm not telling."@@<</if>> The eleven second walk to Alice's office provides you ample time to fantasize about what evil thing you're heading into. Visions of the awful things that will happen circle in your brain. You just know you'll end up modeling nude because you agreed to work at an "art fundraiser." Or maybe you'll be asked to help the local youth and you'll end up a gang whore. Okay, I admit that last one is a little ridiculous. With some trepidation you knock on Alice's door. @@.alice;"Come in,"@@ [[comes a curt reply.|W6W][$control.location to "Work res 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 2">>@@.yellow;"You wanted to see me, ma'am?"@@ You linger in the doorway, hoping this will be quick. No such luck. Your boss beckons for you to enter the room all the way. @@.alice;"$name, come in."@@ She studies you as you take a seat. @@.alice;"How are you feeling? Harry asked me to follow-up with you about your fall. Did you hurt yourself?"@@ You shake your head. @@.yellow;"No ma'am."@@ <<if $fem gte 620>>It's nice of Harry and Alice to care so much about your well-being. You feel fortunate to have such great bosses.<<else>>A cynical part of you suspects that their concern is more about you getting hurt "on the clock" than about your actual well-being, but whatever.<</if>> @@.alice;"Good, good,"@@ she nods her head up and down in time with each "good" uttered, @@.alice;"I have some news for you."@@ You sit up straight. @@.yellow;"Yes ma'am?"@@ @@.alice;"Well, as you know, Jared isn't going to be here quite as often."@@ Fucking Jared. At least he won't be able to mess up the dishes quite so much. Who puts spoons in with strainers? Honestly. @@.alice;"And I'm gonna need someone to cover his section for a few months."@@ Your heart beats faster. Wait, is she going to promote me? @@.alice;"You've got some experience running his tables."@@ <<if $fem gte 680>><<AddFem 2>>Oh em gee oh em gee oh em – <<else>>Holy crap, she is!<</if>> [[She is going to promote you!|W6W][$control.location to "Work res 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 3">><<if $flag.nonpunctuality>>@@.alice;"I want you to show Amanda what you know. She's next in line to be a waitress."@@ Oh. @@.yellow;"Sure,"@@ you can't help but be disappointed. Your reaction doesn't escape Alice's notice. @@.alice;"I don't know how long you're going to be here,"@@ she reminds you. @@.alice;"Amanda has wanted her own section for half a year."@@ @@.yellow;"I understand."@@ It sucks, but you get the reasoning. [[You head out of the office back toward Destiny.|W6W][$control.location to "Work res 4"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<set $tracking.jobtier += 1>><<AddFem 2>>@@.alice;"How would you like to be a waitress?"@@ <<if $fem gte 675>><<AddFem 4>>Giddy with excitement, you eagerly nod. @@.yellow;"Yes, please!"@@<<else>>It would be a lot more exciting if she called it a "server" and not a "waitress," but you can't deny that it's still good news. @@.yellow;"That would be great, thank you so much."@@<</if>> @@.alice;"Excellent, Destiny will tell you which tables are yours. Don't mess this up."@@ <<if $fem gte 677>>It means a lot that Alice believes in you. Sure, her words can be a little gruff, but you think it's her way of saying "I believe in you, $name."<<else>>Is she just doing this because I fell? What if Harry told her to promote me just so I wouldn't be mad at them? You push the thoughts out of your head. I'm way too cynical lately. But could anyone blame you with what you've been through?<</if>> You <<if $fem gte 677>>float<<else>>head<</if>> out of the office and [[head back toward Destiny.|W6W][$control.location to "Work res 4"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 4">><<if $flag.nonpunctuality>>@@.destiny;"What's wrong?"@@ @@.yellow;"I thought she was asking me to be a server,"@@ you admit. Destiny gives you a <<if $flag.destinysplace>>quick hug. @@.destiny;"Oh, hun, I'm so sorry.@@<<else>>sympathetic look. @@.destiny;"Oh, $name, I'm so sorry.@@<</if>>@@.destiny; She told me she wanted you to do some training, I thought it was good news."@@ @@.yellow;"I guess."@@ You trundle off and find Amanda, a tall, curvaceous girl with librarian glasses and a bitchy attitude. You've only spoken to her a handful of times before this, as she usually works the weekend shift. The rest of the afternoon is spent running around trying to ignore Amanda's personality. You'd rather having fucking Jared around than this bitch.<<else>><<AddFem 2>>@@.destiny;"Did you say yes,"@@ she questions you. You nod and she <<if $flag.destinysplace>>claps excitedly<<else>>flashes you a wide smile.<</if>> @@.destiny;"Yay! I'm so happy."@@ She holds up a laminated sheet of paper. @@.destiny;"Let's go over your section, miss server."@@ You bow your head. @@.yellow;"Thank you, miss hostess."@@<<if $fem gte 720>><<AddFem 2>> You even do a mock curtsy, though you have no idea why. Just caught up in the moment, I guess.<</if>> The rest of the afternoon is spent running around serving customers. It's tiring work, but you're even better at it than you were last week.<</if>> <<if $flag.tf>>Only one thing could ruin your mood. Well, specifically only one person, but [[you're beginning to wonder if she even has a soul.|W6W][$control.location to "Work res 5"]]<<else>>When the day ends [[you head home.|W6W][$control.location to "Home"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 5">>Your phone receives a message from an unknown number: Say yes. You blink. What the hell does that mean? Fifteen minutes later Kurt walks into the restaurant. He brightens when he sees you. @@.kurt;"Hey, $name."@@ He slides into an empty table while behind him <<if $flag.nonpunctuality>>Destiny rolls her eyes and fetches a menu.<<else>>Amanda gives you a dirty look and then stomps off, presumably to devour a child somewhere.<</if>> @@.kurt;"How's it goin'? Want to hang out after you're off work?"@@ Say yes, Lisa said. Ah. That makes a little more sense. @@.yellow;"Sure,"@@ you tell him. @@.kurt;"Great, I can't wait."@@ It's an odd turn of phrase, because that's exactly what he proceeds to do. For another two hours. He does order food, so it's not like he sat there twiddling his thumbs, but still. The moment you clock out he stands up eagerly. @@.kurt;"Ready?"@@ @@.yellow;"As I'll ever be,"@@ you murmur. He chuckles and [[leads you to his car.|W6W][$control.location to "Kurt"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt">><<AddFem 4>>Once the car is in gear you expect the usual silent drive. But Kurt surprises you. @@.kurt;"I want to talk to you about something."@@ Your eyebrows rise. @@.yellow;"Oh?"@@ He shifts gear, a smooth movement with no stutter or hitch in the engine. @@.kurt;"How into me are you?"@@ He takes a sharp turn, and you clutch the car door to keep yourself steady. @@.yellow;"Um."@@ What the hell kind of question is this? You know how Lisa would expect you to answer, though. <<if $fem gte 700>>@@.yellow;"Absolutely."@@<<elseif $fem gte 600>>@@.yellow;"Very."@@<<else>>@@.yellow;"A lot."@@<</if>> @@.kurt;"Will you tell me the truth about something?"@@ @@.yellow;"Of course."@@ @@.kurt;"Bobby says he heard that you fell at the job fair."@@ Kurt's voice is matter-of-fact, as if he's just relating the synopsis of the next Call of Deity event. @@.kurt;"People are saying you're not really a girl."@@ Your blood runs cold. @@.yellow;"Trust me, I am."@@ [[More than you'd like to be, in fact.|W6W][$control.location to "Kurt 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 2">>He nods. @@.kurt;"I didn't think you'd lie to me. I know you, you're an honest girl."@@ How does he always manage to make you feel a little guilty? @@.kurt;"But Bobby keeps saying you act weird."@@ He frowns. @@.kurt;"I don't think you know this, my mother didn't really like you when you visited."@@ Well that's an abrupt change of subject. @@.yellow;"I'd never have known."@@ The words dryly leave your mouth before you can think of answering in a way that isn't extraordinarily sarcastic. @@.kurt;"I know,"@@ Kurt replies, nonplussed by your response. Of course. @@.kurt;"She's always really nice."@@ You snort. @@.kurt;"But lately things have been off. She's different. When I mention your name she doesn't say anything."@@ His brows scrunch together. @@.kurt;"She always has something to say."@@ That you can agree on. @@.yellow;"I'm sorry, I wish I could help."@@ That seems like a safe response. @@.kurt;"It's okay,"@@ he answers quietly. The car accelerates and he clears his throat. @@.kurt;"Your post this morning was funny timing."@@ [[You have no idea what he's talking about.|W6W][$control.location to "Kurt 3"]] @@.yellow;"Huh?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 3">>@@.kurt;"It was funny timing,"@@ he repeats. @@.kurt;"I was telling my mom that you never really initiate things with me, so sometimes I'm not sure if you're into me. And then right after that you tagged me in that hot picture. When I saw the caption was asking me to come see you at work I felt dumb for complaining."@@ He smiles, but keeps his eyes on the road. @@.kurt;"That selfie of you in the @@<<if $flag.cooperation>><<AddFem 6>>@@.kurt;yoga pants was really cute@@<<else>><<AddFem 10>>@@.kurt;bikini was really sexy@@<</if>>@@.kurt;, by the way. It made me feel better, it was just funny timing."@@ You don't say anything as you mull over what Kurt just said. Lisa was pretending to be you and communicating with him through social media posts. Having her control your online presence probably won't end well for you. And it's fucking creepy that she posted that for him, she's his mom! I bet if he broke his arms she'd spend the entire summer jerking him off. But you have to admit that Kurt has clearly sensed your lack of enthusiasm for him. If you want to stick to Lisa's plan and keep her son happy then your acting needs to improve. <<if $fem gte 700>>That shouldn't be impossible. At least he's nice.<<else>>Now I have to be even nicer to a guy I don't actually like that much. Great.<</if>> And you're embarrassed that the skimpy pictures are up already. Wait, who else might have seen that post? Could Destiny have seen it? Would she care? She isn't the type of share skimpy images of herself, and she might judge you for that. <<if $route.jake>><<AddFem 1>>And what if Jake saw it? He'll be furious with you! <</if>><<if $route.dante>><<AddFem 1>>Not to mention that you can't imagine how poorly Dante would react to you say something flirty to Kurt. <</if>><<if $route.arthur>><<AddFem 1>>And then there's Arthur. He had issues with you and Kurt before, and you suspect he'll be plenty upset by this latest development. <</if>><<if $route.val>><<AddFem 1>>And what will Val say? You still haven't talked to her since your kiss. You don't want the woman interested in you to think you like dudes! <</if>>[[What a fucking mess.|W6W][$control.location to "Kurt 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 4">><<if $flag.spinlessons>><<AddFem 5>>@@.kurt;"Your stomach looked so amazing,"@@ Kurt muses. @@.kurt;"I can tell you work out, your body looks really tight."@@<<else>><<AddFem 8>>@@.kurt;"I didn't think you were the kind of girl to post those sort of pics, and at first I got a little jealous knowing how many other guys would see them, but you looked so good I ended up not caring."@@ He chuckles. @@.kurt;"I'm the one you hang out with, after all. And you tagged me in it, so it's not like they don't know it was meant for me."@@ He's saying a whole lot of things that you find disturbing, but you latch on to one in particular. @@.yellow;"other guys?"@@ Oh no. No no no. Other people have definitely seen this post after all. @@.kurt;"Yeah, it seems like every dude in town is on your page."@@ This just gets worse and worse. @@.kurt;"You follow a lot of them."@@ There's a tinge of accusation in his voice.<</if>> Eager to change the subject, you cough and ask, @@.yellow;"So, where are we going?"@@ He smiles. @@.kurt;"I thought we could use some privacy, so I had food delivered to one of our cabins that nobody ever uses. The place isn't huge, but nobody will bother us. We're almost there."@@ You soon learn that the Baker "cabin" is a multistory house right on a lakefront. Across the far side of the water is <<if $flag.jakedateroute eq "boat">>something you recognize. You squint and then it hits you. It's the house that Jake took you to on your first date! You think you can even see the rowboat you two commandeered.<<if $flag.resisttf eq "boat">> You had tried to hide from Lisa's henchmen there, but it didn't work out. Obviously.<</if>><<else>>a huge house.<</if>> On the porch's doormat are two pizza boxes that, judging by the steam rising off of them, look recently delivered. @@.yellow;"Tell me one of those is pepperoni."@@ [[This date just got a whole lot better.|W6W][$control.location to "Kurt 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 5">>Kurt shakes his head regretfully. @@.kurt;"I'm sorry, I should have asked you what toppings you like. I didn't realize you wanted one to be pepperoni."@@ He looks disappointed in himself. @@.kurt;"I'm an idiot."@@ @@.yellow;"It's okay,"@@ you reassure him, @@.yellow;"I'll eat any kind of pizza. What did you get?"@@ He unlocks the front door. @@.kurt;"They're both pepperoni, so I'm glad you don't mind."@@ Puzzled, you just stare at his back. Huh? What is he talking about, he just said – you struggle not to facepalm. "Tell me one of those is pepperoni." "I can't, because they're both pepperoni!" @@.yellow;"Dating this guy would be a lot easier if it weren't a permanent game of 'What's on First,'"@@ you mutter as you follow him inside. Kurt flips on some light switches while you search through the kitchen for plates. You idly note that your entire cottage could fit in his "cabin's" dining room. If you're being fair, though, your own parents have similar properties. Bernice could have lived in a much larger home, but evidently her tastes differed from your mother's. And Lisa's. Actually, her tastes had differed from everyone's, except for maybe your own. You rather liked the tiny cottage. It never felt as lonely as your big house in the city always did. You carry two plates over to where Kurt has gotten a movie running. @@.yellow;"I love Half Siblings,"@@ you look at the television with delight. Half Siblings is a hilarious comedy where two middle-aged man-children are forced to get along. @@.kurt;"Awesome! It just started."@@ [[He fetches some soda next.|W6W][$control.location to "Kurt 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 6">><<AddFem 4>>You settle down next to him on the couch. For the next ninety minutes you laugh and mumble the actors' lines right before they say them, thoroughly entertained. It's nice to be distracted by something familiar. At some point Kurt put his arm around you, but you aren't sure when. When the film ends you sigh. @@.yellow;"It gets funnier every time."@@ @@.kurt;"Definitely."@@ He looks at you happily. @@.kurt;"Can I kiss you?"@@ It's a strange question. He never asked for permission before. Say yes. You're pretty sure that Lisa's direction referenced going out with Kurt, but you also know that you're expected to play the part of the <<if $fem gte 720>>enthusiastic<<elseif $fem gte 600>>doting<<else>>loyal<</if>> girlfriend. Wait, is that what I am now? His girlfriend? [[You nod your head yes.|W6W][$control.location to "Kurt 7"]] It's not like you haven't kissed dudes before, and it's not like things couldn't be worse.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 7">>For a second you wonder if you're in a car, because Kurt leans in so confidently that you almost welcome the advance. He tastes like pizza and soda, which you suppose you do as well. One of his hands rests on your side. It's a short kiss, because he breaks away and stares at you. It isn't over, however, because after a few moments he starts kissing you again. The hand on your side steadily slides behind you, pressing you ever closer into Kurt's body. His right hand settles on your waist, although it slowly rubs up and down. The one on your back does a similar stroking movement, and then the right one slides up without coming back down. His fingertips are a few inches away from touching your bra. @@.kurt;"Is this okay?"@@ He means touching your breasts. Say yes. Is this going too far? Or is this still something Lisa would demand you go along with? <<if $flag.boobtf>>She gave you new boobs for a reason, after all.<<elseif $breastsize gte 20>>Even though you gave yourself boobs it's still awkward to imagine someone touching them in a sexual way.<<else>>But you don't have boobs for him to feel!<</if>> <<if $flag.lisaresponse eq "parents">><<AddFem 10>>You know your parents expect you to be a girl now. And that they expect you to obey Lisa. @@.yellow;"Yes,"@@ you whisper.<<elseif $flag.boobtf>><<AddFem 8>>This is what she gave you breasts for, after all. You gulp. @@.yellow;"Yeah."@@ Your throat is so dry it comes out more huskily than you'd like.<<elseif $fem gte 740>><<AddFem 6>>You don't dare to disobey Lisa. Again, you don't speak. You just nod.<<else>><<AddFem 4>>It's for the money, you remind yourself. You smile and nod.<</if>> His hand rises, slowly caressing the skin as it travels further up your body, [[until it rests outside of your bra.|W6W][$control.location to "Kurt 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 8">><<AddFem 6>>It lingers there, the palm against your bra's fabric. <<if $flag.boobtf>><<AddFem 6>>A moment later his other hand comes around and stops on the other cup. His hands trace the swell of your breasts, every moment eliciting a tiny moan from you. It's embarrassing how much your modified boobs tingle at the slightest touch.<<elseif $breastsize gte 12>><<AddFem 6>>He cups your boob, gently kneading it as he continues to kiss you, his body firm and hard against yours.<<else>><<AddFem 4>>He feels you through the bra's padding, and you can tell the lack of breasts surprises him. But only for a moment. His hand squeezes and kneads at your chest anyway. Guess he doesn't mind flat girls.<</if>> In spite of yourself there's a heat rising in your cheeks. You feel flushed and breathless. Emboldened by the reaction he's getting out of you, one of his hands moves downward and cups your ass while the other continues to <<if $breastsize gte 12>>explore your boob<<else>>tease and tickle your nipples<</if>>. With only your thin underwear separating his hand from your most intimate regions you realize that you need to stop this. Too soon, you think frantically. I just got this thing the other day! Not to mention how furious Lisa would be if you actually had sex with him and she found out. You almost laugh an evil cackle. Wouldn't that be delicious payback? To do the one thing she most definitely doesn't want you to do? Wait, what am I thinking? I can't actually be considering fucking a guy just to piss off his mom! You could satisfy him another way, but whatever you do, you need to do something fast! <<CheckBlowjob "Kurt">><<if _isonlist>>You blew him before. You can blow him again! [[Give him head.|W6W][$control.location to "Kurt 9"]]<<else>>You could [[offer him a blowjob.|W6W][$control.location to "Kurt 9"]] It's not a pleasant thought, but what other option is there?<</if>><<if $fem gte 750>> You could also just [[let his hands keep exploring.|W6W][$control.location to "Kurt 11"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 9">>You grab his wrists before he can roam your body any further. @@.yellow;"Let me,"@@ your voice catches in your throat and comes out raspier than it usually does. You drop your mouth to his crotch to make your intentions clear. The bulge in his crotch lets you know that he's figured out your intentions. As soon as you feel his arms go slack you let go of them and then unzip his pants. He's hard already, <<CheckBlowjob "Kurt">><<if _isonlist>>and as big as you remember<<else>>and bigger than you expected<</if>>. Your fingers look more feminine and delicate than you've ever remembered seeing them before, but maybe that's the effect that polished nails and holding a penis can have. Kurt shivers when you touch him. His eyes are unfocused and there's a hitch in his breathing already, and you've barely done anything to him! <<if $fem gte 740>><<AddFem 10>>Guys are easy to manipulate, you observe. You wouldn't say you enjoy giving blowjobs, but it is nice to be in control for once. Pretty much every day all day you feel like you're dancing to someone else's drum. It's almost empowering.<<else>><<AddFem 6>>Are guys really this easy to influence, you wonder. At the slightest of touches they shut up and will do anything for head. It almost makes you bitter. I wish I were the one getting my shaft rubbed.<</if>> Back to the matter at hand. In hand? Whatever. You make sure your hair is tucked out of your eyes while you work up some spit in your mouth. Then you part your lips and [[close them around his cock.|W6W][$control.location to "Kurt 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 10">><<AddBreath_Strong "cum">><<AddBlowjob "Kurt">><<AddFem 4>>It's not the most comfortable you've ever been. For one thing, there's a dick in your mouth. For another, you're still wearing your work clothes, and nobody enjoys lounging in their uniform except for maybe the people who advertise bathrobes. And there's the fact that the guy you're giving head to is the son of the woman who forced a vagina on you. When did my life become a soap opera? Kurt continues to pant as you work up and down his rod, your left hand gingerly pinching the base of his dick while your head bobs nonstop. When he finally cums it's thicker than you expected. You do your best to choke it all down, but some you cough out. How the fuck did I get it up my nose? Your left nostril is full of the stuff, the scent of Kurt's essence overwhelming you. @@.kurt;"That was amazing."@@ Now it's Kurt's turn to sound husky. @@.yellow;"Thanks."@@ Being complimented for good blowjob skills is like being complimented for having lingering farts. You get that it's praise but it's not something you ever wanted to be associated with.<<if $fem gte 760>><<AddFem 4>> But then why are you kind of happy he said that? Because if I have to do something I might as well be good at it, you decide. That is certainly the reason.<</if>> You're distracted by Kurt putting his dick away and zipping his pants back up. @@.kurt;"Thank you."@@ He says it so seriously that you struggle not to laugh. @@.yellow;"You're welcome."@@ [[At least he's appreciative, right?|W6W][$control.location to "Kurt 11"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 11">><<AddFem 10>><<CheckBlowjob "Kurt" 38>><<if _isonlist>>He rocks forward, his upper body leaning over toward you, and you wonder if he means to kiss you? Gross, he'd taste his cum! Doesn't the idea bother him? What guy would willingly taste cum? Shouldn't he want you to brush your teeth and wait a day, or something? It occurs to you that you're a guy who just tasted cum, but that's different. It isn't my cum, and that makes it better. Of course. He instead presses his lips to your neck, a soft trail of butterfly kisses that goes lower before you realize it. Why does that feel so good? Obviously it would be better from a woman, but with your eyes closed that's all the same. His hands are under your clothes again, though you aren't sure when that happened. This time they slip under your bra.<<else>>He presses his lips to your neck, a soft trail of butterfly kisses that goes lower before you realize it. Why does that feel so good? Obviously it would be better from a woman, but with your eyes closed that's all the same. His hands slip under your bra.<</if>> You want to stop him, but when he makes contact with your nipples you can't do anything but squeak. Electricity or fire or some other sort or primal energy shoots from your chest to your toes and back. You're acutely aware of something else. When did my skirt get undone? At some point it had become unzipped and fallen to your ankles. Kurt's hands tease your nipples again and you arch your back and moan. His mouth kisses down your stomach at the same time, and you can't help but gyrate into it. He stops right above your thong, his teeth catching the fabric and lightly pulling on them. I should stop this! @@.yellow;"What are you doing?"@@ [[You cringe at your voice.|W6W][$control.location to "Kurt 12"]] Why do I keep sounding like a horny porn star tonight?<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 12">>Your thong's fabric snaps back against your skin. <<CheckBlowjob "Kurt" 38>><<if _isonlist>>@@.kurt;"You made me feel good,"@@<<else>><<AddFem 8>>@@.kurt;"I want to make you feel good,"@@<</if>> his strong thumbs rub your nipples back and forth, making you moan harder<<if _isonlist>>, @@.kurt;"now I'm going to make you feel good."@@<<else>>.<</if>> He kisses your crotch through the thong, and oh god he's right it feels so good. Part of your mind screams that no, he can't do that, not that, don't touch that! That's a vag- that shouldn't be touched! The other part just screams don't you dare stop. Nobody but you has ever brought you to climax before. He slides even lower, making out with your groin the whole time. The thong is wet with his saliva and possibly something more, though you don't dare to finish the thought of what that could be. The male part of you that's been locked away deep inside shrieks to stop this. Do you have the willpower to actually do that, though? Kurt's mouth feels so fucking good. [[There's no way you can stop him.|W6W][$control.location to "Kurt 13"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 13 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 13">>Kurt's hands are still busy with your tits, so he uses his nose to move the crotch of your thong to the side, giving his tongue uninhibited access to the slit between your legs. And oh my fuck is it stimulating. You distantly hear yourself going, @@.yellow;"ahhh ahh ahhh"@@ repeatedly, but it's like listening to a conversation underwater. The combination of his hands and mouth means that there are now two parts of your body radiating with pleasure. Your fine motor-control seems to decrease as your arousal rises, because your hands weakly spasm to either side of you despite your best efforts to make them still. Your hips buck from Kurt's ministrations, which just means you're grinding your mound into his mouth, but you've stopped caring. What does it matter if you're participating? It only makes it feel better. <<if $fem gte 750>><<AddFem 12>>His hands let go of your breasts, to your great disappointment, but then they're grabbing your wrists. Without even being aware of it you'd tangled your fingers in his hair and tried to pull him further into you. He leverages your arms away and keeps you there, pinned down and stuck as he eats you out.<<else>><<AddFem 8>>Your whole body is jelly, ignoring any commands you would give it, not that your brain could function enough right now to issue any.<</if>> Something builds in your pelvis. It spreads up and down, <<if $fem gte 750>>engulfing you entirely<<else>>and when it rises it meets the pleasure from your tits<</if>>. There's a brief moment where you feel yourself at the edge, needing just one more push to get over it. One of Kurt's hands lets go and disappears between his mouth and your crotch. You can feel his lips go slightly upward. You've seen enough porn and anatomy diagrams to know that he stops right where the woman's clit is supposed to be located. Meanwhile, he pushes his index finger inside of you. His tongue touches at the same moment his finger penetrates. That fucking did it. Explosion. You hear a <<if $fem gte 750>><<AddFem 10>>dumb bimbo<<elseif $fem gte 650>><<AddFem 8>>horny slut<<else>><<AddFem 6>>loud whore<</if>> practically screaming somewhere far away, and for once [[you don't give a fuck that it's you.|W6W][$control.location to "Kurt 14"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 14 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 14">><<AddFem 6>>This orgasm is nothing like the ones you've experienced with your hand. With those the pleasure was intense, but it always concentrated within your penis. In contrast, this orgasm you feel throughout every cell of your body. Your toes curl and your forehead furrows and everything in between aches and screams all at once. It lasts for fifty seconds. Or eternity. Both seem equally likely. It fades slowly, receding like the tide, leaving you wet, quivering and exposed. You lay there, panting. Kurt says something, but you don't hear it. @@.kurt;" –aste amazingly. This probably sounds weird, but I could do that to you every day."@@ @@.yellow;"Derflingloss."@@ A mini-gasm suddenly racks you and you shake from it, whimpering at even more pleasure. Although it's nowhere near as strong as what just happened you still have a hard time handling it. It's too much, too sensitive. @@.yellow;"Derflingloss,"@@ you repeat. You have no idea what you're trying to say. @@.kurt;"Okay,"@@ he pats your head soothingly while you squeak from another mini-gasm. You're dimly aware of him watching you with amusement. As you come back to yourself you're aware of how slick and moist the insides of your thighs are. Your thong is pulled down to your lower thighs and your skirt is on the other side of the living room. You think you remember thrashing at one point and accidentally kicking it over there. As your awareness returns the high of cumming dissipates. Unfortunately, [[you find one thing is the same from when you would masturbate as a boy|W6W][$control.location to "Kurt 15"]]; the post-orgasm guilt and self-loathing hits you, and it hits hard.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 15 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 15">><<AddFem 8>>What did I just do? Oh my god, what did I let Kurt do to me? A guy just got me off! More than that, it felt great. Why was a man able to make you feel so good? That should never be the case! You curl in on yourself, rocking to your side so that you face away from Kurt. He's unaware of your conflicted emotional state; he starts straightening up the pizza boxes and soda cans while muttering that he doesn't want his mom to find out you two were there. You try to untwist your panties and pull them back on without being too obvious about it, or showing off too much skin. <<if $flag.spinlessons>>@@.kurt;"You have such a great ass,"@@<<else>>@@.kurt;"You're so hot,"@@<</if>> Kurt says from behind you, making it obvious he's watching. Aware of his gaze, you give up on the untwisting and just yank them up. You cross to your skirt and pull it on as quickly as possible. The top of your thong peeks out to either side, tangled fabric that rides high on your hips, giving you a big wedgie, but you'll deal with it later. Your blouse can hang loose and cover it, and it's not like anyone is there to see you. Right now you just want to flee. You want to run away from this house, from Kurt, from yourself. Kurt checks his watch. @@.kurt;"Oh crap, I'm gonna be late. Me and some friends are going to a beerpong tournament tonight."@@ He brightens as inspiration strikes him. @@.kurt;"Hey, wanna come with? They should really meet you."@@ He smiles shyly. @@.kurt;"Cause, ya know, we seem to be getting serious."@@ You stare at him like a deer in headlights. Is he about to have the boyfriend-girlfriend talk? You don't know what's worse; being a guy's girlfriend, or being eaten out by a guy you aren't dating. Why can't I just feel like a straight male for one fucking day, [[you pity yourself.|W6W][$control.location to "Kurt 16"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 16 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 16">>@@.yellow;"I'm kind of tired,"@@ you whisper. Even now it's hard to find your breath. Every time you think you're okay your body shudders with the faint echo of your orgasm. You had no idea that perpetual stimulation and pleasure could be so awful. He shrugs, not looking too disappointed. <<CheckBlowjob "Kurt" 38>><<if _isonlist>><<AddFem 10>>Probably because he just got off, you think sourly. Or because he's feeling cocky about making a girl orgasm that hard.<<else>><<AddFem 8>>Probably because he's feeling cocky about making a girl orgasm really hard. Hell, you'd feel cocky if you could make a chick moan the way you were.<</if>> @@.kurt;"Maybe next time,"@@ he says easily. He throws away the pizza box and soda cans into a small trash container. <<if $fem lt 600>>You briefly worry that Lisa may see them and somehow know what happened, but you decide that's unlikely. How often would someone with maids and butlers go looking through their own trash?<</if>> You follow him to his car and slide in, your thoughts growing uneasy as the orgasm gets further away. How mad would Lisa be if she found out? Well, the answer to that is likely "very." It would be better if she didn't know. Definitely. [[Far better.|W6W][$control.location to "Kurt 17"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 17 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 17">>@@.yellow;"Don't tell your mom what we did, okay?"@@ The truth is that you don't want her to know because then you'll have to accept that a part of you chose to make it happen. Dating Kurt and kissing him are things you can blame on Lisa. She practically forced you to do that stuff! But she drew a line in the sand and you crossed for it no other reason than your body wanting to. @@.kurt;"Of course not,"@@ he laughs, @@.kurt;"I know I'm close with my family but I don't tell them about my sex life."@@ Oh god. I'm part of his sex life. When you get to the cottage Kurt gives your cheek a brief peck. You don't turn your mouth toward him, and he doesn't try to get you to. <<CheckBlowjob "Kurt" 38>><<if _isonlist>>Likely because of the last thing you swallowed.<<else>><<AddFem 2>>Likely because the last thing he ate isn't something you'd want taste. The thought makes you shudder.<</if>> Maybe that's a saving grace right now? You wave goodbye as he pulls out, then cross into the cottage. What a fucking day! At least you won't need dinner since your stomach is already full. <<if _isonlist>><<AddFem 4>>With pizza, not cum! Even in your own head you sound defensive. And sort of slutty.<<else>> At least the dude got you pizza before taking things to sexy town.<</if>> You go into the bathroom and turn on the shower. You flip off the light before undressing, still not ready to view your body. Considering what you just did with Kurt, [[at this rate you'll be penetrated before you've even seen what your downstairs looks like.|W6W][$control.location to "Kurt 18"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 18 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 18">>I hope not. The running water feels good on your skin, and you hope it will wash off the smell of orgasm from your thighs. You can feel the water hitting your groin, drenching your lower half and reminding you of your new contours. Even something as mundane as bathing has a different tactile sensation. It's as if life must constantly remind you of the situation you're in. When you get out of the shower you decide to change. You head to the eWardrobe to put on clothes. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Home 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home">>The first thing you do when you get is go change. You just want to relax. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Home 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home 2">>You feel a little more human now that you're out of your work clothes. <<if $flag.tf>>After the day you had all you want to do is watch a movie. [[Check what's on.|W6W][$control.location to "Movie"]]<<else>>Ya know, it's been a few days and there's one thing that would really help me relax right now. But do you dare masturbate? What if someone sees something? What am I going to do, not touch myself for six weeks? [[Better not do it. Watch a movie instead.|W6W][$control.location to "Movie"]] [["Time to Nutflex and chill with myself."|W6W][$control.location to "Porn"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Movie ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Movie">>The female customers at work all day long were talking about some new chick movie that just came out. <<if $route.job eq "store">><<AddFem 2>>You hadn't wanted to tell her, but instantly you thought a good love story might be nice after everything you've been through. Just because they're about hope and persevering, not because I like romances! Obviously. When you asked Justine about it she rolled her eyes and said it was a pile of crap. Her taste in movies has always been suspect, though. This girl will rewatch the same season of a-decade-old high school drama show about attractive teens struggling with deep feelings, but refuse to see the newest pirate movie because "Pirates are dumb. All you need to do to beat them is leave water." Essentially, her opinion meets little.<<elseif $route.job eq "res">>When you asked Destiny about it she got really excited and told you how it's a direct to television adaptation of some book where a girl with a weird problem meets a hot boy who doesn't care.<<if $fem lt 650>> You'd rolled your eyes at the time, but maybe it's worth watching.<</if>><</if>><<if $fem lt 600>> Of course, you could settle with one of your old favorites instead. Hula has some fresh additions to the "newly added" category, and a few of them are classics that you've always loved.<</if>> [[Check out the movie you've been hearing about.|W6W][$control.location to "Movie 2"]]<<if $fem lt 600>> [[Watch one of your old favorites.|W6W][$control.location to "Movie favorite"]]<</if>><<if $flag.tf eq false and $fem gte 700>> [[Screw this. You just want to jerk off. Do that instead|W6W][$control.location to "Porn"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Movie 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Movie 2">><<AddFem 2>>The movie is called The Flaw in our Journals. You lean back, not expecting too much. You'll give it fifteen minutes or so and probably turn it off, but maybe the lead will at least be attractive. Two hours later you fight back a lip quiver. <<routes>><<job "store">>You don't dare tell Justine that you liked it, as she'll probably mock you for liking a girly drama flick that.<<job "res">>You shoot Destiny a text letting her know that you just finished watching the movie, and she quickly replies that she plans on seeing it soon so don't spoil anything.<</routes>>. You're surprised at your own reaction, but you decide it isn't your fault. Who could know that the story would be so sad? You weren't expecting that! And that poor girl, right as she found love… you try not to burst into tears. It was a well-made movie, that's all. You autopilot your way through your nighttime routine, your attention on your phone as you browse the subpeddit forum for the movie. You devour the random trivia that you find and pour through every top post. They might make a sequel? Oh my gosh! You don't put down your phone until [[you hop into bed to go to sleep.|W6R]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Movie favorite ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Movie favorite">>You settle on an old comedy called Star Sack, a parody of blockbuster sci-fi films from an earlier decade. Nothing is better than watching Dark Headset order people to "beat them to the finish" only for his troops to bring giant eggbeaters into the next combat scene. Mol Breeks was a genius of comedy. Maybe tomorrow you should watch Fiery Carseats, another Mol Breeks movie but set in the wild west. When the movie ends you go through your nighttime routine and then [[head to bed.|W6R]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn">>Porn it is! What will you watch? [[Something from the "recently popular" tab.|W6W][$control.location to "Porn popular"]] [[Something random.|W6W][$control.location to "Porn random"]] [[There's a new "suggested for you" category. Watch the first result from that.|W6W][$control.location to "Porn suggested"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn popular ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn popular">><<AddFem 2>>The most popular video of the week has the title of "SEXY BRUNETTE MILF STILL HAS IT" and the number of likes it has the highest you've ever seen. Damn, this must be something really good. You eagerly load the video and sneak your hand into your panties. Finally, I'm so wound up I could explode. Well, exploding is the point, but a different kind. The camera focuses on a woman in her late twenties, with a tight body and a sassy smirk. She's wearing a dark robe that for some reason is transparent enough to see her breasts and nipples, but not so see-through that you can make out much detail. She's sitting at a small desk and looking in the mirror, an array of cosmetic products in front of her. You slowly start stroking your dick as you watch what happens next. The door to her room opens and a tall man in a flannel shirt steps inside. He stops when he sees her, and a smile slowly grows on his lips. He strides forward and wraps his arms around her, embracing her from behind. This is the top-rated sex video? It seems kinda tame so far. Nonetheless, [[you squeeze the tip of your penis and keep watching.|W6W][$control.location to "Porn popular 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn popular 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn popular 2">><<AddFem 4>>The woman turns around and they kiss. Her hands snake down and fish his cock out of his jeans while he slides the robe off of her body. She raises one leg and he holds it in place, his rock-hard dick eagerly pushing toward her. His other hand reaches down and picks up the leg she's still standing on. He stays upright as she wraps both legs around his waist. And then the fucking begins. He presses her against a wall, one arm helping to support her while the other pins one of her wrists down, trapping her. She must find that hot, because it makes her gasp and when she cries out it's with lust, not pain. You take your hand out of your underwear and then grip your dick with the fabric in-between your fingers and the skin of your penis. The softness is so stimulating that it's actually more pleasurable to jerk yourself off into panties than into your hand. The man continues to fuck her against the wall. You hate to admit it, but you envy them; as short and slight as you are, there's no way you'd ever be strong enough to hold up a girl like that. Unfortunately, this is one sex position you'll never get to experience. Unless I was the girl, that is. But there's no way I'd ever let something like that happen. Not to mention you don't quite have the right anatomy to make that work. For some reason, though, it's an intriguing thought. You stroke harder, picturing your back against a wall, strong hands holding you down, keeping you in place while – @@.yellow;"Ahhhh,"@@ you moan as you cum, [[your panties rapidly filling with jizz.|W6W][$control.location to "Porn popular 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn popular 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn popular 3">>Your hand continues to work your cock for another ten seconds. It was a good orgasm. It wasn't earth shattering, but it was alright. @@.yellow;"How is this a top-rated video,"@@ you wonder aloud. It was hot, but hardly worth so many likes. You pause it and then whistle. @@.yellow;"Holy crap, this is fifty minutes long."@@ You fast-forward ten minutes. The couple has moved to the bed and are doing it doggy style. Another ten minutes and they're in the reverse cowgirl. @@.yellow;"I guess I'll have to come back to this in the future."@@ There's enough content here to get you off for a week, and then some. You clean yourself up, and now that you're properly relaxed, you browse Peddit for a few hours before [[heading to bed.|W6R]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn random ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn random">><<AddFem 2>>The video loads and you see what looks to be some sort of sex dungeon. A woman is completely encased in latex, the shiny black material covering everything but her blues eyes and ruby mouth. Zippers dangle in random places, like her crotch, breasts, navel and more. She is totally restrained, her wrists and ankles chained to some strange contraption that's the shape of an X. You eagerly slip your hand into your panties and squeeze your dick through them. A woman enters into view from behind the bound form. She's also wearing latex, but her face is free. The heels of her boots are so high they make her seem like a giant. She's pretty, with light brown hair back in a ponytail and tasteful makeup on. In her hands is a riding crop. She doesn't say a word as she unzips the latex covering the breasts of the bound woman. You stroke your cock, enjoying the feeling of the fabric stimulating the skin of your penis. Two impressively large breasts fall into view. Whack! The riding crop strikes one of them and the bound form shudders, but doesn't cry out. The standing woman watches impassively, her face expressionless as she lashes out with the riding crop for a second time. It hits the other breast, and while the bound figure shakes, [[still no cry comes forth.|W6W][$control.location to "Porn random 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn random 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn random 2">><<AddFem 5>>When the riding crop strikes for the third time the chained figure finally cries out. This opens the floodgates, as instantly a rain of blows hits both breasts repeatedly. The strikes stop and then the zipper over the bound form's vagina is undone. The blows start up again, but the camera zooms in on the vagina rather than showing the hits. Instead you just heard the steady thwack of the crop colliding with flesh every other second. And the bound figure is more wet than any woman you've ever seen. You clutch hard at your dick. Is she really that turned on by pain? You've never felt that way. Pain hurts. But you've also never been intimate with anyone as Danny Jones, so maybe that could be fun. Your cock strains in the panties, so clearly it likes it. The hits stop and the dominatrix circles behind the bound form. She raises the riding crop and slashes it against the latex-clad ass before her. That did it. The camera zooms in on the vagina again, this time showing that it's clearly in the middle of an orgasm. To see the fairer sex climax like that pushes you over the edge. You cum into your panties, [[exploding into the fabric like it was there solely to catch your ejaculate.|W6W][$control.location to "Porn random 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn random 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn random 3">>With your climax complete you pause the video and lay back. It's always hard to move right away post-orgasm, so you close the porno tab and pull up your browser instead. You scroll through Peddit for a few minutes until the feeling of jizz cooling against your skin is too gross to bear. At that point you go through your nighttime routine and then [[head to bed.|W6R]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn suggested ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn suggested">><<AddFem 2>>The first option in the "recommended for you" category looks promising. The thumbnail only shows a cute blonde, but hey, you've watched videos for worse reasons. She's wearing pink lingerie and waiting in bed. When the door opens a guy with<<if $route.chris>>dark<<else>>tan<</if>> skin enters the room. He's muscular, with <<if $route.chris>>curly black<<else>>red<</if>> hair and broad shoulders. The blonde settles back onto the bed and opens her legs. The camera zooms in on the man's thick penis. You start massaging your cock through your panties, enjoying the stimulating sensation of the fabric rubbing against your shaft. The frame pauses to do an aerial view of the big cock before ending on the other side of it. This is really emphasizing the dude's penis. Show me more of the girl! Much to your chagrin, it instead zooms in on the dick's mushroom head. Why is this recommended for me? Does it think I like cock or something? That's probably not it. Surely it's just slow to get going. [[You pump your shaft up and down.|W6W][$control.location to "Porn suggested 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn suggested 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn suggested 2">>The dick pushes into the blonde, then slowly pulls back, then in again. The vagina is so far to the right that it's almost off-camera, but the cock is front and center in the view while the balls are visible to the lower left. For another sixty seconds you just watch this big dick going in and out, in and out. It's weirdly erotic. You aren't enjoying the close-up view of the penis, of course, but there's something sort of hot about watching it glisten it a little more every time it pulls back, slowly growing slicker with the blonde's juices. The blonde's heavy moaning from off camera is pretty damn hot, too. You squeeze your balls and then stroke faster, feeling your own orgasm building. The cock pulls back and then plunges forward, the ball sack striking the blonde's ass in the process before flopping away. The hair pendulum continues to move – almost hypnotically – in time with the dick. The dick pulls back and then twitches. Semen bursts out of it, soaking the vagina and covering the blonde's snatch with pearly cum. You cum at the same time, filling your panties with ejaculate. You pant, and [[watch the camera finally move away from the dick to hover over the girl's face.|W6W][$control.location to "Porn suggested 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn suggested 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn suggested 3">><<AddFem 8>>The blonde smiles at the camera. @@.pink;"Thanks for watching, guys! Subscribe so you get an update the next time I upload a video. Whether you're a horny girl who wants to see the hunk or a gay dude who likes watching big cock, this is the channel for you!"@@ Afterward you notice that she has many more videos. It's always her on a bed waiting for a different dude to show up. Huh. Well, you're neither of those things. Clearly Nutflex doesn't know you as well as it thought it did. You pull up a few to see that they're all like the one you watched; long and extended videos of a dick pumping in and out of the blonde's vagina. There's hardly any variance to it. Not my type of channel. There's no way you'll be coming back to watch this. You shut your laptop and browse Peddit on your phone for a while. When you finally feel ready for bed you go through your nighttime routine and then [[head to sleep.|W6R]]<</daypassage>>

<<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## RateOutfit ## Automatically increases $fem value based on Danny's current outfit and make-up. ## Doesn't use arguments. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget RateOutfit>><<silently>> <<if def $current_outfit.femvalue>> <<AddFem $current_outfit.femvalue>> <</if>> <<if def $current_makeup.femvalue>> <<AddFem $current_makeup.femvalue>> <</if>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## OutfitComfortCheck ## Sets the variable that blocks selected outfit if certain requirements are met. ## Designed for use by the eWardrobeMenu widget. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget OutfitComfortCheck>><> /* --------------------------------------------------*/ <<if $breastsize lt 13>>/* */<<outfitlist>> <<outfit "sasha_powergirl">>You don't feel like this outfit works for you because of your chest. <<outfit "sasha_hotyoga">>You don't feel like this outfit works for you because of your chest, not to mention there's no shoes. <<outfit "sasha_hungover">>This outfit clearly won't work because of your chest. <<outfit "sasha_funday">>This outfit clearly won't work because of your chest. <<outfit "sasha_tease">>You know you can't pull off the Tease option because of your chest. <<outfit "sasha_slut">>You know you can't pull off the First Date option because of your chest. <</outfitlist>> /* --------------------------------------------------*/ <<elseif $flag.barnpartyatt eq false and $tracking.daycount gte 6 and $tracking.daycount lt 15>>/* */<<outfitlist>> <<outfit "sasha_tease">>The Tease option sounds like something you don't feel ready for. <<outfit "sasha_slut">>Even though it is a date you don't feel ready to wear something called "First Date." You decide to look at a different choice. <<outfit "sasha_hardtoget">>You don't like the sound of "Make Him Work For It," pass on that one. <<outfit "sasha_stockings">>You know better than to select "Stockings." <</outfitlist>> /* --------------------------------------------------*/ <<elseif $fem lt 220>>/* */<<outfitlist>> <<outfit "sasha_powergirl">>You could pull this off, but you don't feel comfortable wearing something like this outside. <<outfit "sasha_hotyoga">>You're a bit exposed, and there's no shoes. This probably won't work. <</outfitlist>> /* --------------------------------------------------*/ <<elseif $flag.tf>>/* */<<outfitlist>> <<outfit "sasha_naughty">>You frown when you see your appearance. This barely covers anything! And you can see your... thing. No, not a chance! <<outfit "sasha_kitty">>You sigh when you see yourself. You look like a teenager's wet dream. Not only is it humiliating to wear, but you feel like this encourages attention, rather than prevents it. <<outfit "sasha_naked">>What the hell? This isn’t any better than how you usually sleep! Kind of interesting that Sasha thought this was just simply "hot." <</outfitlist>> /* --------------------------------------------------*/ <<else>>/* */<<outfitlist>> <<outfit "sasha_naughty">>You frown when you see your appearance. This probably won’t work, your penis is clearly visible. You don’t want to know why Sasha would wear this with people coming over. <<outfit "sasha_kitty">>You sigh when you see your appearance. Your penis is clearly outlined, you can’t wear this. The idea that someone named "Daddy" saw your cousin in this also makes it kind of gross. <<outfit "sasha_naked">>What the hell? This isn’t any better than how you usually sleep! Kind of interesting that Sasha thought this was just simply "hot." <</outfitlist>> /* --------------------------------------------------*/ <</if>> <><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## WearOutfit "arg" ## Automatically puts Danny in the outfit given as argument. ## Automatically changes the other outfit-related variables depending on which outfit is worn. ## If a second argument is given, it controls which outfit variant Danny is put in (if any). ## If there is no second argument, the widget defaults to variant 1. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget WearOutfit>><<silently>> <<print "<<set _pointer to clone($outfit." + $args[0] + ")>>">> <<if def _pointer.id>> <<print "<<set $current_outfit to clone($outfit." + $args[0] + ")>>">> <<else>> <<set $current_outfit to clone($outfit.empty)>> <<set $current_outfit.id to $args[0]>> <</if>> <<if def $args[1]>> <<set $appearance.outfitvar to $args[1]>> <<else>> <<set $appearance.outfitvar to 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if ndef $current_outfit.id>> <<ApplyMakeup "empty">> <<elseif def $current_outfit.makeup and $current_outfit.makeup>> <<ApplyMakeup $current_outfit.makeup>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<Setter_Hairstyle>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## ApplyMakeup "arg" ## Automatically gives Danny the makeup given as argument ## If a second argument is given, it controls which makeup variant Danny gets (if any). ## If there is no second argument, it randomly assigns a variant, from 1 to 4 ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget ApplyMakeup>><<silently>> <<print "<<set _pointer to clone($makeup." + $args[0] + ")>>">> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if def _pointer.id>> <<print "<<set $current_makeup to clone($makeup." + $args[0] + ")>>">> <<else>> <<set $current_makeup to clone($makeup.empty)>> <<set $current_makeup.id to $args[0]>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if def $args[1]>> <<set $appearance.makeupvar to $args[1]>> <<else>> <<set $appearance.makeupvar to either(1, 2, 3, 4)>> <</if>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## RemoveMakeup ## ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget RemoveMakeup>><<silently>> <<ApplyMakeup "empty">> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## WearPajama ## Automatically puts the last "pajama" outfit worn, and bedtime make-up if worn previously. ## Automatically gives $fem points for the outfit, and the makeup, if any. ## No arguments used. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget WearPajama>><<silently>> <<if $tracking.pajamaoutfit>> <<WearOutfit $tracking.pajamaoutfit>> <<if $tracking.pajamamakeup>> <<ApplyMakeup $tracking.pajamamakeup>> <<else>> <<ApplyMakeup "empty">> <</if>> <<else>> <<WearOutfit "morning">> <</if>> <<RateOutfit>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## DetermineEarringSet ## Assigns an appropriate value to _earringSet ## Separated from ChooseEarrings for ease of editing ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget DetermineEarringSet>><<silently>> <<if $current_outfit.id.substr(0, 6) eq "sasha_">> <<set _earringSet to "sasha">> <<elseif $current_outfit.id.substr(0, 8) eq "justine_">> <<set _earringSet to "justine">> <<elseif $current_outfit.id.substr(0, 8) eq "camilla_">> <<set _earringSet to "camilla">> <<elseif $current_outfit.id.substr(0, 8) eq "destiny_">> <<set _earringSet to "destiny">> <<elseif $current_outfit.id.substr(0, 5) eq "lisa_">> <<set _earringSet to "lisa">> <<elseif $current_outfit.id.substr(0, 5) eq "work_">> <<set _earringSet to $tracking.clothingset>> <<elseif $current_outfit.id.substr(0, 7) eq "custom_">> <<set _earringSet to $tracking.clothingset>> <<else>> <<set _earringSet to $tracking.clothingset>> <</if>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## DetailEarrings ## Assigns a random value to $appearance.earringdetail, out of a range of values ## The possible values are controlled by the clothing set and the earrings' ID. ## The tracked values are $tracking.clothingset and $appearance.earringvar ## Separated from ChooseEarrings for ease of editing ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget DetailEarrings>><<silently>> <<switch _earringSet>> <<case "sasha">> <<if $appearance.earringvar eq 1>> <<set $appearance.earringdetail to either("diamonds", "rubies")>> <<elseif $appearance.earringvar eq 2>> <<set $appearance.earringdetail to either("white", "red", "violet")>> <<elseif $appearance.earringvar eq 3>> <<set $appearance.earringdetail to either("white", "red", "violet")>> <</if>> <<case "justine">> <<if $appearance.earringvar eq 1>> <<set $appearance.earringdetail to either("silver", "gold")>> <<elseif $appearance.earringvar eq 2>> <<set $appearance.earringdetail to either("silver", "gold")>> <<elseif $appearance.earringvar eq 3>> <<set $appearance.earringdetail to either("red", "violet")>> <<elseif $appearance.earringvar eq 4>> <<set $appearance.earringdetail to either("a peacock's tail", "dream catchers", "folding fans")>> <<elseif $appearance.earringvar eq 5>> <<set $appearance.earringdetail to either("diamonds", "rubies", "emeralds")>> <</if>> <<case "camilla">> <<if $appearance.earringvar eq 1>> <<set $appearance.earringdetail to either("silver", "brass", "fake gold")>> <<elseif $appearance.earringvar eq 2>> <<set $appearance.earringdetail to either("silver", "brass", "fake gold")>> <<elseif $appearance.earringvar eq 3>> <<set $appearance.earringdetail to either("pink", "violet")>> <<elseif $appearance.earringvar eq 4>> <<set $appearance.earringdetail to either("silver", "brass", "fake gold")>> <<elseif $appearance.earringvar eq 5>> <<set $appearance.earringdetail to either("silver", "brass", "fake gold")>> <</if>> <<case "destiny">> <<if $appearance.earringvar eq 1>> <<set $appearance.earringdetail to either("orange", "red", "violet", "dark gray", "navy")>> <<elseif $appearance.earringvar eq 2>> <<set $appearance.earringdetail to either("orange", "red", "violet", "dark gray", "navy")>> <<elseif $appearance.earringvar eq 3>> <<set $appearance.earringdetail to either("musical notes", "half-moons")>> <<elseif $appearance.earringvar eq 4>> <<set $appearance.earringdetail to either("butterflies", "flowers", "stars")>> <<elseif $appearance.earringvar eq 5>> <<set $appearance.earringdetail to either("glittering sand", "night sky with stars")>> <</if>> <<case "lisa">> <<if $appearance.earringvar eq 1>> <<set $appearance.earringdetail to either("white", "pink", "green", "gray", "blue")>> <<elseif $appearance.earringvar eq 2>> <<set $appearance.earringdetail to either("white", "pink")>> <<elseif $appearance.earringvar eq 3>> <<set $appearance.earringdetail to either("white", "pink", "green", "gray", "blue")>> <<elseif $appearance.earringvar eq 4>> <<set $appearance.earringdetail to either("white", "pink")>> <<elseif $appearance.earringvar eq 5>> <<set $appearance.earringdetail to either("white", "pink")>> <</if>> <</switch>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## ChooseEarrings "arg" ## Assigns a random value to $appearance.earringvar, out of a range of values ## 0 are the default earrings one gets from getting their ears pierced. ## Positive values are earrings tied to a clothing set ## -1 are earrings tied to a particular outfit ## Negative values lower than -1 are earrings tied to a category ## Giving this widget a value as an argument causes it to assign it instead, unless it is out of permitted range ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget ChooseEarrings>><<silently>> <<DetermineEarringSet>> <<if def $args[0]>> <<set _manualVar to $args[0]>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<switch _earringSet>> <<case "sasha">> <<set _varRange to [1, 2, 3]>> <<case "justine" "camilla" "destiny" "lisa">> <<set _varRange to [1, 2, 3, 4, 5]>> <<if $tracking.earringpool>> <<set _i to 0>> <<for _i lt $tracking.earringpool>> <<set _varRange.push(_i + 6)>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <</if>> <<default>> <<set _varRange to [0]>> <</switch>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if def $current_outfit.setearrings>> <<set _varRange.push(-1)>> <<set _varRange.push(-1)>> <<if $tracking.earringpool gte 3>> <<set _earringPool to $tracking.earringpool>> <<for _earringPool gte 3>> <<set _varRange.push(-1)>> <<set _earringPool -= 3>> <</for>> <</if>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- /* Placeholder for the category earrings part, because it's going to just be calling a widget and there's no point in putting that widget in now. */ ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if def _manualVar and (_varRange.includes(_manualVar) or _manualVar eq 0)>> <<set $appearance.earringvar to _manualVar>> <<else>> <<set $appearance.earringvar to either(_varRange)>> <</if>> <<DetailEarrings>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## WearOutfitChecker ## Automatically activates the WearOutfit widget if there is an outfit pending. ## Checks the $queue.outfit variable. ## No arguments used. ## Works from the special PassageHeader passage. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget WearOutfitChecker>><<silently>> <<if $queue.outfit>> <<WearOutfit $queue.outfit>> <<set $queue.outfit to "">> <</if>> <<if $queue.makeup>> <<ApplyMakeup $queue.makeup>> <<set $queue.makeup to "">> <</if>> <</silently>><</widget>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>>[[W1Sun]] ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">>You wake up with a yawn, naked under the sheets. For one blissful moment you know nothing. And then your memory returns. I can't believe last night, you cringe, I <<if $flag.barnpartyatt>><<AddFem 3>>actually went to a party dressed like a girl<<elseif $temp.switch1>><<AddFem 2>>jerked off thinking about being a girl<<else>>was touching myself again while thinking about being a girl<</if>>.<<if $tracking.kiss>> Even worse, I had my first kiss and it was with a guy.<</if>> <<if $flag.barnpartydrunk gte 3 and $flag.barnpartydrunk lt 6>>Your head throbs lightly and you feel mildly nauseous.<<elseif $flag.barnpartydrunk gte 6 and $flag.barnpartydrunk lt 11>>Your head is pounding like a trio of monkeys were bouncing off the walls fucking each other. You blink against the daylight, feeling sick.<<else>>The memories of the night before make you flush with shame.<</if>> @@.yellow;"This shit has to stop,"@@ you say aloud and to no one in particular. You close your eyes. This is fine. It's fine. Today's Saturday, tomorrow is Sunday and then your male clothes will arrive and the nightmare is officially over. Things are about to turn around for you. The rumbling in your stomach reminds you that you need to get to the grocery store. If you keep getting it delivered then you'll burn through the money your parents had set aside for groceries. You can't imagine biking home with more than one bag, but you need something. It will mean going out in public one more time as a girl. On the other hand, you could splurge a little and just have it all delivered again. Whatever you decide, it's [[time to drag yourself out of bed and get dressed.|W1Sat][$control.location to "Morning"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">><<AddFem 2>>You turn on the eWardrobe and figure you'll want a hygiene protocol and then wear something casual. You blush at the memory of what you did the last time you wore one of the outfits from the casual category. The screen pulls up Sasha's saved choices. @@.yellow;"It doesn't matter,"@@ you remind yourself, @@.yellow;"just pick one."@@ [[Get changed.|W1Sat][$control.location to "Morning 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning 2">><<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning 3">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning 3">>You aren't exactly happy with your appearance, but you suppose out of all of the casual outfits the one you're wearing could be worse. Now you just need to figure out what you're going to do: go grocery shopping, or have them delivered?<<if $flag.barnpartydrunk gt 5>> I do not feel like going out right now. Delivery it is.<</if>> <<if $flag.barnpartydrunk lt 5>>[[Go grocery shopping.|W1Sat][$control.location to "Groceries"]]<</if>> [[Who even goes places nowadays? Use an app and order it.|W1Sat][$control.location to "Delivery"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Groceries ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Groceries">>You may as well save some cash now that you're a working man. Sort of. You get on your bike and head to the grocery store, which is near the center of town. It turns out that everyone and their second cousin shops for food on the weekend. It makes sense, but is just one more small fact you'd never considered growing up so privileged. You can sort of appreciate the type of lesson your parents were going for by having you get a job and live on your own. Even if they were still paying for food, and you didn't have to worry about rent, or health insurance, or a thousand and one other things that people deal with. You get to the store and leave the bicycle outside. You know you need to get a lock for it, or else someone might steal it, but it never feels like a priority. I'll be fucked if it does get stolen, though. Most of the store's patrons are middled aged and up, with a smattering of children being hauled along to run errands. At least you won't have to deal with teenagers or young adults. You might be able to get through this relatively unscathed. [[Grab a basket.|W1Sat][$control.location to "Groceries 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Groceries 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Groceries 2">>You grab as much as you think you can carry back on your bike. You're going to have to figure out something else soon, or you'll end up having to shop for food every other day. It's not the worst thing in the world, but it's a hassle. The store's so busy that when you go to checkout you're faced with two long lines. One is obviously faster than the other. The faster one has a chatty boy in it; he looks like he's maybe sixteen-years-old. The frazzled soccer mom in front of him already has him tongue tied. If I go in that lane he's going to stare at my non-existent tits. The slow line's register is worked by what looks to be the oldest woman in the world. If I go with that line I'm going to be here forever. Another customer is approaching behind you. You have to decide quickly! [[Get in the fast lane.|W1Sat][$control.location to "Groceries 3"; $temp.switch1 to true]] [[You'd rather not get hit on, even if it means watching two millenia pass while you wait.|W1Sat][$control.location to "Groceries 3"; $temp.switch1 to false]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Groceries 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Groceries 3">><<if $temp.switch1>><<AddFem 4>>The boy chats away with each customer. He's obnoxiously talkative, but he keeps things going so quickly that it's worth it. The line continues behind you, and you hear a few people mutter that the boy is annoying. When you get to him he launches into the same greeting you've heard six times over. @@.blue;"Welcome to Shoppers and Food,"@@ he sees you and stammers far worse than he did with the soccer mom, @@.blue;"where we, um, we want to fill you up."@@ As soon as he realizes what he said he blushes. Your face goes just as red. <<ShowImage "FastLaneKid" 0>> You're aware of the mildly shocked gasps from the child and her mother behind you. You stare down, face burning. Please let's just finish this in silence. Of course you aren't so lucky. @@.blue;"Er, so anyway, ma'am,"@@ the boy says, clearly trying to salvage situation, @@.blue;"So how are you doing on this,"@@ you look up, <<outfitlist>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_starbucks">><<AddFem 4>>@@.blue;"sexy girl- I mean day!"@@ He looks away and shakes his head. @@.blue;"Sexy day. I meant pretty day!"@@ On the last "day" his voice breaks embarassingly.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_mall">><<AddFem 3>>@@.blue;"hot girl- I mean day!"@@ He looks away and shakes his head. @@.blue;"Hot day. I meant hot day!"@@ On the last "day" his voice breaks embarassingly.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "sasha_angel">><<AddFem 2>>@@.blue;"pretty girl- I mean day!"@@ He looks away and shakes his head. @@.blue;"Pretty day. I meant pretty day!"@@ On the last "day" his voice breaks embarassingly.<</outfitlist>> You hear snickers from the line behind you. You're embarrassed, but the poor kid in front of you looks close to tears. A thought comes to mind: you could be nice and say something back, or you could just flee as soon as you swipe your card. [[Be nice and make small talk.|W1Sat][$control.location to "Groceries 4"]] [[Get the fuck out of there.|W1Sat][$control.location to "Groceries 4"; $temp.switch1 to false]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>>An eternity later you pay and leave the store. You're a little relieved you went with the old clerk, even if it did take forever. During the wait you heard the boy awkwardly interact with just about every female customer. It's a good thing you avoided that! You head outside to grab your bike. [[Go home.|W1Sat][$control.location to "Groceries 5"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Groceries 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Groceries 4">><<if $temp.switch1>><<AddFem 3>>Just because you're living a nightmare doesn't mean you need to let it ruin other people's lives. What had the young man said? Something about how I was doing today. @@.yellow;"Oh, you know,"@@ you reply loudly, hoping that the snickering jackasses near the back of the line will hear you and shut up, @@.yellow;"I'm alright. I'll be better later."@@ The jerks in the back quiet down. The checkout boy smiles weakly at you as a thank you for talking. Emboldened, you continue, @@.yellow;"Thank you so much for, um,"@@ you look at the one brown bag he's packed with your groceries, @@.yellow;"for filling me up."@@ A moment later you realize what you just said. The boy's eyes widen and someone laughs in the line. Why would I say that? That sounded dumb and like I was trying to flirt. Every cell of your body trembles with humiliation. The boy hands you your card back and you flee right away, carrying your bag outside.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 2>>You stay silent and the transaction goes on awkwardly. The snickers behind you continue and when the boy hands you your card back you practically flee outside. When you were a sophomore in high school you remembered checking out the seniors and thinking how hot and mature they were. The things you wanted to do to those girls who suddenly looked a lot more like woman than girl... You shudder. The grocery clerk had looked at you that same way. Just twenty-four more hours. I can do this. <</if>> [[Go home and pretend it never happened.|W1Sat][$control.location to "Groceries 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Groceries 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Groceries 5">>You head home and put the groceries away. You're pretty hungry, so afterward you make some food and then [[head to the couch to surf Peddit while you eat.|W1Sat][$control.location to "Afternoon"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Delivery ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Delivery">><<if $flag.barnpartyatt>>You decide you've gone outside dressed as a girl enough, especially since last night.<</if>> <<if $flag.barnpartydrunk gt 5>> Not to mention your hangover feels like death.<</if>> You'd rather spend a few extra bucks and just hide inside all day long. You place an order and then scrounge through the kitchen to see if you have enough bread or cereal to make something for breakfast.<<if $flag.barnpartydrunk gt 5>> Although you can't decide if carbs sound great or vomit-inducing.<</if>> A knock on the door alerts you that the delivery driver is here. You let him inside and he brings your groceries in. He's middle-aged, with a beard and glasses. @@.blue;"Need any help putting the groceries away?"@@ He smiles disarmingly. You hesitate. The last delivery driver didn't offer to help you put away groceries. Was that a normal thing for them to help with? You don't exactly need help, you only have three bags. Maybe he's just trying to get a good review on the app. He's probably just being nice. [["Sure, help sounds great."|W1Sat][$control.location to "Delivery 2"; $temp.switch1 to true]] [["No thanks, I'm good!"|W1Sat][$control.location to "Delivery 2"; $temp.switch1 to false]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Delivery 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Delivery 2">><<if $temp.switch1>>He doesn't actually know where any of your stuff goes, so his "help" amounts to him just handing you one item at a time while you put it away. You're stretching to put the cereal box into a high cupboard when you look back. The delivery driver has a cucumber in one hand and peanut butter in the other. <<if $current_outfit.id eq "sasha_starbucks">><<AddFem 3>>He's blatantly staring at your ass. The tight jean shorts end just below your ass cheeks and through clever stitching your normally flat butt does look a little fuller than usual. Obviously the driver thinks it looks good.<<elseif $current_outfit.id eq "sasha_mall">><<AddFem 4>>He's blatantly staring at your ass. The jean skirt clings tightly, conveying a general image of a young woman's denim-clad bottom. The skirt ends at the middle of your thigh, hinting of what's underneath. Unsettled at how unintentionally slutty Sasha's mall outfit is, you look away.<<elseif $current_outfit.id eq "sasha_angel">><<AddFem 2>>Despite how modest the skirt and blouse are - Well, modest for Sasha. - the driver is staring at you lustfully. You notice a surprising swell in the front of his pants and you look away, humiliated.<</if>> @@.yellow;"Ahem,"@@ you cough, not knowing what else to do. @@.blue;"Sorry,"@@ he says. @@.blue;"Take care of this next?"@@ He holds out the cucumber and winks. [[Put away the cucumber.|W1Sat][$control.location to "Delivery 3"]] [[Get him out of there.|W1Sat][$control.location to "Delivery 3"; $temp.switch1 to false]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>After he leaves you put away the food. You're pretty hungry, so you make some food. You head to the couch to surf Peddit while you eat. [[Continue.|W1Sat][$control.location to "Afternoon"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Delivery 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Delivery 3">><<if $temp.switch1>><<AddFem 3>>You timidly take the cucumber from him and quickly shove it in the fridge. You can feel his eyes on you the entire time. Desperate to just get him out of there, you announce that you can take care of the rest. @@.blue;"You sure, now? That,"@@ he squints at the contents of the final bag, @@.blue;"box of whole wheat pasta looks a tad heavy for you."@@ You stare at him. Slowly, you reach out and pick up the box, one hand and all. He takes the hint. @@.blue;"Right. Thanks, miss. Have a good day, now."@@<<else>>Your cheeks flush and you cross your arms uncomfortably. He looks surprised and then disappointed. He shrugs. @@.blue;"Alright, well I'm going to go. Have a good day, miss."@@<</if>> After he leaves you wonder if you should take a shower to wash off the feeling of his eyes on you. <<if $flag.barnpartyatt>>Your mind flits back to the party, when Lyle had looked at you. It was like a lion looking at a lamb.<</if>> Your skin crawls. You're pretty hungry, so after putting away the <<if $temp.switch1>>world's heaviest box of pasta<<else>><<AddFem 2>>rest of the groceries<</if>> you make some food. You head to the couch to surf Peddit while you eat. [[Continue.|W1Sat][$control.location to "Afternoon"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Afternoon ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Afternoon">><<set $control.outfitblock to true>>You waste the day online. It's probably for the best that you just stay inside, hidden. One more day of this and then I can put this last week behind me. Once it gets late you decide to head to bed. You spot the pill bottle and pause. You still have to pass as a girl for twenty-four more hours. You haven't been mistaken for a guy just yet, so it probably isn't necessary to take another one when you'll be back to normal this time tomorrow. Of course, the effects of the pills are temporary and you can't imagine that one more could really anything to you. <<PillOptions "W1Sun" "night">><</daypassage>>

<<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## NameText ## Automatically displays Danny's (presumed to be) name. ## Automatically takes into account any legal name changes. ## Does not use arguments. ## Designed for use in appearance-type descriptions only. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget NameText>><<silently>> <<if $legalname>> <<set _printtext to $legalname + ", but people " + either("know you as ", "call you ", "think it's ") + $name>> <<else>> <<set _printtext to $name>> <</if>> <<set _printtext += " Jones">> <</silently>><<print _printtext>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## GenderText ## Automatically displays Danny's current gender ... thing. ## Uses $gender as fallback variable for non-standard situations. ## Does not use arguments. ## Designed for use in appearance-type descriptions only. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget GenderText>><<silently>> <<if $gender>> <<set _printtext to $gender>> <<else>> <<if $flag.tf>> <<if $breastsize gte 13>> <<set _printtext to "boy with a girl's body">> <<else>> <<set _printtext to "boy with girl parts">> <</if>> <<elseif $tracking.daycount gte 5>> <<set _printtext to "boy whom everyone has confused for a girl">> <<else>> <<outfitlist>> <<outfit "work_storenew" "work_resnew">> <<set _printtext to "boy, but you seem much more like a girl">> <<outfit "work_storeold" "work_resold">> <<set _printtext to "boy, but you seem a little more like a girl">> <<default>> <<set _printtext to "boy">> <</outfitlist>> <</if>> <</if>> -------------------------------------------------- Possible statuses thus far: "boy" "boy, but you seem a little more like a girl" "boy, but you seem much more like a girl" "boy whom everyone has confused for a girl" <</silently>><<print _printtext>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## SexStatusCore ## Calculates how many people Danny had each specific type of sexual interaction with. ## Does not use arguments. ## Designed for use by some appearance widgets. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget "SexStatusCore">><<silently>> <<set _stamplist to ["Jak", "Art", "Kur", "Val", "Dan", "Lyl", "Chr", "Can", "bbp", "bbe", "bch", "bhe", "bze", "ssp", "ssc", "she", "sca", "sch", "sti", "ell", "mur", "xxx"]>> <<set _stamplength to _stamplist.length>> <<set _i to 0>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _kisscounter to 0>> <<set _blowjobcounter to 0>> <<set _analsexcounter to 0>> <<set _frontsexcounter to 0>> <<set _oralcounter to 0>> <<for _i lt _stamplength>> <<if $tracking.kiss.includes(_stamplist[_i])>> <<if _stamplist[_i] eq "xxx">> <<set _kisscounter += $tracking.kiss.count(_stamplist[_i])>> <<else>> <<set _kisscounter += 1>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $tracking.blowjob.includes(_stamplist[_i])>> <<if _stamplist[_i] eq "xxx">> <<set _blowjobcounter += $tracking.kiss.count(_stamplist[_i])>> <<else>> <<set _blowjobcounter += 1>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $tracking.analsex.includes(_stamplist[_i])>> <<if _stamplist[_i] eq "xxx">> <<set _analcounter += $tracking.kiss.count(_stamplist[_i])>> <<else>> <<set _analcounter += 1>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $tracking.frontsex.includes(_stamplist[_i])>> <<if _stamplist[_i] eq "xxx">> <<set _sexcounter += $tracking.kiss.count(_stamplist[_i])>> <<else>> <<set _sexcounter += 1>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $tracking.oralsex.includes(_stamplist[_i])>> <<if _stamplist[_i] eq "xxx">> <<set _oralcounter += $tracking.kiss.count(_stamplist[_i])>> <<else>> <<set _oralcounter += 1>> <</if>> <</if>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> -------------------------------------------------- List of people thus far: Major: Jak - Jake Art - Arthur Kur - Kurt Val - Valerie Dan - Dante Lyl - Lyle Chr - Chris Can - Candice Minor: bbp - unspecified barn party person bbe - Benedict bch - Chugger bhe - Heath bze - Zane/Zero ssp - unspecified Seaside Sail she - Heracles sca - Cappy sch - Checkmate/Muttonchops sti - Tiger ell - Elliot/E.E. Bernard mur - Doctor Murply xxx - unspecified person <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## SexStatusText ## Automatically displays Danny's sex status. ## Uses $sexstatus as fallback variable for non-standard situations. ## Does not use arguments. ## Designed for use in appearance-type descriptions only. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget "SexStatusText">><<silently>> <<if $sexstatus>> <<set _printtext to "You're " + $sexstatus + ".">> <<else>> <<SexStatusCore>> <<set _printtext to "">> <<if _frontsexcounter>> <<if $tracking.frontsex.substr(0, 1) eq "s">> <<set _printtext to "You're no longer a virgin, having lost your virginity in the back of a biker bar that also doubles as a criminal clubhouse.">> <<else>> <<set _printtext to "You're " + either("no longer", "not") + "a virgin">> <</if>> <<elseif _analsexcounter>> <<set _printtext to "You're a virgin, you think. It’s confusing to think about.">> <<elseif _blowjobcounter gte 2>> <<set _printtext to "You're a virgin, although you have performed oral sex on multiple guys.">> <<elseif _blowjobcounter>> <<set _printtext to "You're a virgin, although you have performed oral sex on someone else.">> <<else>> <<set _printtext to "You're a virgin.">> <</if>> <</if>> -------------------------------------------------- List of possible statuses thus far: "a virgin" "a virgin, although you have performed oral sex on someone else" "a virgin, although you have performed oral sex on multiple guys" "a virgin, you think. It’s confusing to think about" "no longer a virgin, having lost your virginity in the back of a biker bar that also doubles as a criminal clubhouse." "not a virgin" -------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<print _printtext>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## AttractionText ## Automatically displays Dany's attraction ... thing. ## Uses $attractedto and $notattractedto as fallback variable for non-standard situations. ## Does not use arguments. ## Designed for use in appearance-type descriptions only. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget AttractionText>><<silently>> <<if $attractedto or $notattractedto>> <<if $attractedto and $notattractedto>> <<set _printtext to "You are attracted to " + $attractedto + ". You are not attracted to " + $notattractedto + ".">> <<else>> <<set _printtext to "You can't make heads nor tails of whom is it that you are attracted to.">> <</if>> -------------------------------------------------- <<else>> <<SexStatusCore>> <<set _printtext to "">> <<set _i to 1>> -------------------------------------------------- <<for _i gte 1>> <<switch _i>> <<case 1>> <<CheckSex "Arthur">> <<if _isonlist>> <<set _i to -1>> <<set _printtext to "You are attracted to awesome people. Obviously girls. Not guys. Well, Arthur is cool. Maybe him? You aren't attracted to obnoxious humans.">> <</if>> <<case 2>> <<CheckOral "Kurt">> <<if _isonlist>> <<set _i to -1>> <<set _printtext to "You are attracted to girls, " + either("of course", "obviously") + ", and not attracted to " + either("sucky people.", "people who suck.")>> <</if>> <<case 3>> <<CheckKiss "Chris">> <<if _isonlist>> <<set _i to -1>> <<set _printtext to "You are attracted to girls. But when" + either("you're kissed by Chris", "Chris kisses you") + "you forget that for a split second. You aren't attracted to guys. Well, most guys. You can appreciated the beauty in the male physique. There's nothing " + either("weird about", "wrong with") + " that.">> <</if>> <<case 4>> <<if $route.chris and $flag.activityroute neq "Chris">> <<set _i to -1>> <<set _printtext to "You are attracted to girls. And maybe more than girls. " + either("You find it", "It's") + "easier not to think about it. And you're not attracted to guys. Well, most guys are awful looking, obviously. Some are just less awful to look at than others.">> <</if>> <<default>> <<set _i to -1>> <<if _analcounter>> <<set _printtext to "You are attracted to girls. Only girls. And you aren't attracted to guys, at all. Gross... but sometimes doing stuff with " + either("any gender", "anyone") + "can feel good.">> <<elseif $tracking.blowjob.includes("Lyl")>> <<set _printtext to "You are attracted to girls, and not attracted to boys. No matter what you have to do to keep your secret.">> <<else>> <<set _printtext to "You are attracted to girls, and not attracted to boys.">> <</if>> <</switch>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <</if>> -------------------------------------------------- List of possible values thus far: $attractedto "girls" "girls. Only girls" "girls. And maybe more than girls. You find it easier not to think about" "girls. But when you're kissed by Chris you forget that for a split second" "girls, of course" "awesome people. Obviously girls. Not guys. Well, Arthur is cool. Maybe him?" $notattractedto "boys" "boys, no matter what you have to do to keep your secret" "guys, at all. Gross... But sometimes doing stuff with any gender can feel good" "guys. Well, most guys are awful looking, obviously. Some are just less awful to look at than others" "guys. Well, most guys. You can appreciate the beauty in the male physique. There's nothing weird about that" "sucky people" "obnoxious humans" -------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<print _printtext>><</widget>>

<<silently>> <<WearOutfitChecker>> <<AutoSexStampAdder>> <</silently>>

<<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## TrimNameArgument "arg" ## Automatically trims names, if full ones are given instead of codes, to their corresponding codes. ## Argument is the name. ## Major characters' names start with a big letter, minor characters' names have no big letters. ## Designed for use by widgets that modify the tracking strings. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget TrimNameArgument>><<silently>> <<if $args[0].length lt 4>> <<if $tracking.daycount gte 10>> <<set _printtext to args[0] + $tracking.daycount>> <<else>> <<set _printtext to args[0] + "0" + $tracking.daycount>> <</if>> <<else>> <<switch $args[0]>> -------------------------------------------------- <<case "Jake">><<set _printtext to "Jak">> <<case "Arthur">><<set _printtext to "Art">> <<case "Kurt">><<set _printtext to "Kur">> <<case "Dante">><<set _printtext to "Dan">> <<case "Valerie">><<set _printtext to "Val">> <<case "Lyle">><<set _printtext to "Lyl">> <<case "Chris">><<set _printtext to "Chr">> <<case "Candice">><<set _printtext to "Can">> -------------------------------------------------- <<case "barn party person" "barn party" "barn">><<set _printtext to "bpp">> <<case "Benedict">><<set _printtext to "bbe">> <<case "Chugger">><<set _printtext to "bch">> <<case "Heath">><<set _printtext to "bhe">> <<case "Zero">><<set _printtext to "bze">> -------------------------------------------------- <<case "Seaside Sails person" "Seaside Sail" "seaside sails person" "seaside sail" "sail">><<set _printtext to "ssp">> <<case "Seaside Sails customer" "customer">><<set _printtext to "ssc">> <<case "Heracles">><<set _printtext to "she">> <<case "Cappy">><<set _printtext to "sca">> <<case "Check Mark" "Checkmark" "Muttonchops">><<set _printtext to "sch">> <<case "Tiger">><<set _printtext to "sti">> -------------------------------------------------- <<case "Elliot" "Bernard">><<set _printtext to "ell">> <<case "Doctor Murphy" "Murphy">><<set _printtext to "mur">> -------------------------------------------------- <<default>><<set _printtext to "xxx">> <</switch>> <</if>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## GetNameArgument "arg" ## Automatically gets names from name codes. ## Argument is the name code. ## Designed for use by widgets that read the tracking strings. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget GetNameArgument>><<silently>> <<set _i to 0>> <<set _numcheck to 0>> <<for _i lt 10 >> <<if $args[0].includes(_i)>> <<set _i to 10>> <<set _numcheck to true>> <</if>> <<set i += 1>> <</for>> <<if $args[0].length eq 5 and _numcheck>> <<set _printtext to args[0].substr(0, 3)>> <<elseif $args[0].length gte 4>> <<set _printtext to args[0]>> <</if>> <<if $args[0].length eq 3>> <<switch $args[0]>> -------------------------------------------------- <<case "Jak">><<set _printtext to "Jake">> <<case "Art">><<set _printtext to "Arthur">> <<case "Kur">><<set _printtext to "Kurt">> <<case "Dan">><<set _printtext to "Dante">> <<case "Val">><<set _printtext to "Valerie">> <<case "Lyl">><<set _printtext to "Lyle">> <<case "Chr">><<set _printtext to "Chris">> <<case "Can">><<set _printtext to "Candice">> -------------------------------------------------- <<case "bpp">><<set _printtext to "barn party person">> <<case "bbe">><<set _printtext to "Benedict">> <<case "bch">><<set _printtext to "Chugger">> <<case "bhe">><<set _printtext to "Heath">> <<case "bze">><<set _printtext to "Zero">> -------------------------------------------------- <<case "ssp">><<set _printtext to "Seaside Sails person">> <<case "ssc">><<set _printtext to "Seaside Sails customer">> <<case "she">><<set _printtext to "Heracles">> <<case "sca">><<set _printtext to "Cappy">> <<case "sch">><<set _printtext to "Check Mark">> <<case "sti">><<set _printtext to "Tiger">> -------------------------------------------------- <<case "ell">><<set _printtext to "Elliot">> <<case "mur">><<set _printtext to "Murphy">> -------------------------------------------------- <<default>><<set _printtext to "some imaginary person">> <</switch>> <<set _printtext += "">> <</if>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## GetDayArgument "arg" ## Automatically gets days from name codes. ## Argument is the name code. ## Designed for use by widgets that read the tracking strings. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget GetDayArgument>><<silently>> <<if ($args[0].length eq 5) or ($args[0].length eq 6 and $args[0].substr(5, 0) eq " ")>> <<if $args[0].substr(3, 0) eq "0">> <<set _daynum to 0>> <<elseif $args[0].substr(3, 0) eq "1">> <<set _daynum to 10>> <<elseif $args[0].substr(3, 0) eq "2">> <<set _daynum to 20>> <<elseif $args[0].substr(3, 0) eq "3">> <<set _daynum to 30>> <<elseif $args[0].substr(3, 0) eq "4">> <<set _daynum to 40>> <<elseif $args[0].substr(3, 0) eq "5">> <<set _daynum to 50>> <<elseif $args[0].substr(3, 0) eq "6">> <<set _daynum to 60>> <<elseif $args[0].substr(3, 0) eq "7">> <<set _daynum to 70>> <<elseif $args[0].substr(3, 0) eq "8">> <<set _daynum to 80>> <<elseif $args[0].substr(3, 0) eq "9">> <<set _daynum to 90>> <</if>> -------------------------------------------------- <<if $args[0].substr(4, 0) eq "0">> <<set _daynum += 0>> <<elseif $args[0].substr(4, 0) eq "1">> <<set _daynum += 1>> <<elseif $args[0].substr(4, 0) eq "2">> <<set _daynum += 2>> <<elseif $args[0].substr(4, 0) eq "3">> <<set _daynum += 3>> <<elseif $args[0].substr(4, 0) eq "4">> <<set _daynum += 4>> <<elseif $args[0].substr(4, 0) eq "5">> <<set _daynum += 5>> <<elseif $args[0].substr(4, 0) eq "6">> <<set _daynum += 6>> <<elseif $args[0].substr(4, 0) eq "7">> <<set _daynum += 7>> <<elseif $args[0].substr(4, 0) eq "8">> <<set _daynum += 8>> <<elseif $args[0].substr(4, 0) eq "9">> <<set _daynum += 9>> <</if>> -------------------------------------------------- <<else>> <<set _daynum to -1>> <</if>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## GetSexCount "arg" ## Automatically gets count from any of the trackers. ## Argument denotes the tracker counted. ## Does not work without a valid argument value. ## Valid argument values: "kiss", "blowjob", "anal", "sex", "oral". ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget GetSexCount>><<silently>> <<if def $args[0]>> <<switch $args[0]>> <<case "kiss">> <<set _listname to "kiss">> <<case "handjob">> <<set _listname to "handjob">> <<case "blowjob">> <<set _listname to "blowjob">> <<case "anal">> <<set _listname to "analsex">> <<case "sex">> <<set _listname to "frontsex">> <<case "oral">> <<set _listname to "oral">> <</switch>> <<print "<<set _strlength to $tracking." + _listname + ".length>>">> <<set _strcount to 0>> <<for _strlength gte 6>> <<set _strlength -= 6>> <<set _strcount += 1>> <</for>> <</if>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## CheckList "arg" ## Checks a specific tracking list for a specific stamp. ## Arguments denote the tracker checked (argument 1), and the stamp or half-stamp checked for (argument 2). ## Does not work without two valid argument values. ## The result (found/not found) is output to the _isonlist variable. ## Designed to be used by any of the other "Check" widgets in this passage. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget CheckList>><<silently>> <<switch $args[0]>> <<case "kiss">> <<set _listname to "kiss">> <<case "handjob">> <<set _listname to "handjob">> <<case "blowjob">> <<set _listname to "blowjob">> <<case "titjob">> <<set _listname to "titjob">> <<case "anal">> <<set _listname to "analsex">> <<case "sex">> <<set _listname to "frontsex">> <<case "oral">> <<set _listname to "oral">> <<default>> <<set _listname to $args[0]>> <</switch>> <<print "<<set _isonlist to $tracking." + _listname + ".includes($args[1])>>">> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## CheckCore "arg" "arg" ## Prepares the "Check" widgets for calling the CheckList widget. ## Basically the core of any "Check" widget, separated so as to avoid using duplicate code. ## Designed for use by the "Check" widgets. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget CheckCore>><<silently>> <<if def $args[1]>> <<TrimNameArgument $args[0]>> <<set _stamp to _printtext + $args[1]>> <<else>> <<set _i to 0>> <<set _stampcheck to false>> <<for _i lt 10>> <<set _i += 1>> <<if $args[0].includes(_i)>> <<set _i to 10>> <<set _stampckeck to true>> <</if>> <</for>> -------------------------------------------------- <<if _stampckeck>> <<set _strlength to $args[0].length>> <<set _stroffset to _strlength - 1>> <<if $args[0].substr(_stroffset, 1) eq " ">> <<set _strlength -= 1>> <<set _stroffset -= 1>> <</if>> <<set _numcount to 0>> <<set _forcheck to true>> -------------------------------------------------- <<for _forcheck>> <<set _forcheck to false>> <<set _i to 0>> <<for _i lt 10>> <<if $args[0].substr(_stroffset, 1).includes(_i)>> <<set _i to 10>> <<set _forcheck to true>> <<set _numcount += 1>> <<set _stroffset -= 1>> <</if>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <</for>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _stroffset += 1>> <<if _numcount>> <<if _numcount eq 2>> <<set _stampday to $args[0].substr(_stroffset, 2)>> <<elseif _numcount eq 1>> <<set _stampday to "0" + $args[0].substr(_stroffset, 1)>> <<else>> <<set _nonsensetemp to _strlength - 2>> <<set _stampday to $args[0].substr(_nonsensetemp, 2)>> <</if>> <</if>> -------------------------------------------------- <<if _stroffset eq 3>> <<set _stamp to $args[0].substr(0, 3) + _stampday>> <<else>> <<TrimNameArgument $args[0]>> <<set _stamp to _printtext + _stampday>> <</if>> <<else>> <<if $args[0].length gt 3>> <<TrimNameArgument $args[0]>> <<set _stamp to _printtext>> <<else>> <<set _stamp to $args[0]>> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## CheckKiss "arg" "arg" ## Checks the "kiss" list for a given stamp via auto-configured use of the CheckList widget. ## If single argument is given, the widget auto-recognises if it is a name or a stamp. ## If two arguments are given, they are treated as the name and the day parts of the stamp. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget CheckKiss>><<silently>> <<if def $args[1]>> <<CheckCore $args[0] $args[1]>> <<else>> <<CheckCore $args[0]>> <</if>> <<CheckList "kiss" _stamp>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## CheckHandjob "arg" "arg" ## Checks the "handjob" list for a given stamp via auto-configured use of the CheckList widget. ## If single argument is given, the widget auto-recognises if it is a name or a stamp. ## If two arguments are given, they are treated as the name and the day parts of the stamp. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget CheckHandjob>><<silently>> <<if def $args[1]>> <<CheckCore $args[0] $args[1]>> <<else>> <<CheckCore $args[0]>> <</if>> <<CheckList "handjob" _stamp>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## CheckTitjob "arg" "arg" ## Checks the "titjob" list for a given stamp via auto-configured use of the CheckList widget. ## If single argument is given, the widget auto-recognises if it is a name or a stamp. ## If two arguments are given, they are treated as the name and the day parts of the stamp. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget CheckTitjob>><<silently>> <<if def $args[1]>> <<CheckCore $args[0] $args[1]>> <<else>> <<CheckCore $args[0]>> <</if>> <<CheckList "titjob" _stamp>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## CheckBlowjob "arg" "arg" ## Checks the "blowjob" list for a given stamp via auto-configured use of the CheckList widget. ## If single argument is given, the widget auto-recognises if it is a name or a stamp. ## If two arguments are given, they are treated as the name and the day parts of the stamp. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget CheckBlowjob>><<silently>> <<if def $args[1]>> <<CheckCore $args[0] $args[1]>> <<else>> <<CheckCore $args[0]>> <</if>> <<CheckList "blowjob" _stamp>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## CheckAnal "arg" "arg" ## Checks the "anal" list for a given stamp via auto-configured use of the CheckList widget. ## If single argument is given, the widget auto-recognises if it is a name or a stamp. ## If two arguments are given, they are treated as the name and the day parts of the stamp. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget CheckAnal>><<silently>> <<if def $args[1]>> <<CheckCore $args[0] $args[1]>> <<else>> <<CheckCore $args[0]>> <</if>> <<CheckList "analsex" _stamp>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## CheckSex "arg" "arg" ## Checks the "sex" list for a given stamp via auto-configured use of the CheckList widget. ## If single argument is given, the widget auto-recognises if it is a name or a stamp. ## If two arguments are given, they are treated as the name and the day parts of the stamp. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget CheckSex>><<silently>> <<if def $args[1]>> <<CheckCore $args[0] $args[1]>> <<else>> <<CheckCore $args[0]>> <</if>> <<CheckList "frontsex" _stamp>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## CheckOral "arg" "arg" ## Checks the "oral" list for a given stamp via auto-configured use of the CheckList widget. ## If single argument is given, the widget auto-recognises if it is a name or a stamp. ## If two arguments are given, they are treated as the name and the day parts of the stamp. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget CheckOral>><<silently>> <<if def $args[1]>> <<CheckCore $args[0] $args[1]>> <<else>> <<CheckCore $args[0]>> <</if>> <<CheckList "oral" _stamp>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## AddKiss "arg" ## Adds a six-character stamp to the "kiss" list. ## The list is stored in the $tracking.kiss variable. ## A stamp consists of a three-letter character code, followed by two-digit day code, and single space. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget AddKiss>><<silently>> <<TrimNameArgument $args[0]>> <<if $tracking.daycount gte 10>> <<set _daystring to "" + $tracking.daycount>> <<else>> <<set _daystring to "0" + $tracking.daycount>> <</if>> <<set $tracking.kiss += _printtext + _daystring + " ">> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## AddHandjob "arg" ## Adds a six-character stamp to the "handjob" list. ## The list is stored in the $tracking.handjob variable. ## A stamp consists of a three-letter character code, followed by two-digit day code, and single space. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget AddHandjob>><<silently>> <<TrimNameArgument $args[0]>> <<if $tracking.daycount gte 10>> <<set _daystring to "" + $tracking.daycount>> <<else>> <<set _daystring to "0" + $tracking.daycount>> <</if>> <<set $tracking.handjob += _printtext + _daystring + " ">> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## AddTitjob "arg" ## Adds a six-character stamp to the "titjob" list. ## The list is stored in the $tracking.titjob variable. ## A stamp consists of a three-letter character code, followed by two-digit day code, and single space. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget AddTitjob>><<silently>> <<TrimNameArgument $args[0]>> <<if $tracking.daycount gte 10>> <<set _daystring to "" + $tracking.daycount>> <<else>> <<set _daystring to "0" + $tracking.daycount>> <</if>> <<set $tracking.titjob += _printtext + _daystring + " ">> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## AddBlowjob "arg" ## Adds a six-character stamp to the "blowjob" list. ## The list is stored in the $tracking.blowjob variable. ## A stamp consists of a three-letter character code, followed by two-digit day code, and single space. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget AddBlowjob>><<silently>> <<TrimNameArgument $args[0]>> <<if $tracking.daycount gte 10>> <<set _daystring to "" + $tracking.daycount>> <<else>> <<set _daystring to "0" + $tracking.daycount>> <</if>> <<set $tracking.blowjob += _printtext + _daystring + " ">> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## AddAnal "arg" ## Adds a six-character stamp to the "anal" list. ## The list is stored in the $tracking.anal variable. ## A stamp consists of a three-letter character code, followed by two-digit day code, and single space. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget AddAnal>><<silently>> <<TrimNameArgument $args[0]>> <<if $tracking.daycount gte 10>> <<set _daystring to "" + $tracking.daycount>> <<else>> <<set _daystring to "0" + $tracking.daycount>> <</if>> <<set $tracking.analsex += _printtext + _daystring + " ">> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## AddSex "arg" ## Adds a six-character stamp to the "sex" list. ## The list is stored in the $tracking.frontsex variable. ## A stamp consists of a three-letter character code, followed by two-digit day code, and single space. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget AddSex>><<silently>> <<TrimNameArgument $args[0]>> <<if $tracking.daycount gte 10>> <<set _daystring to "" + $tracking.daycount>> <<else>> <<set _daystring to "0" + $tracking.daycount>> <</if>> <<set $tracking.frontsex += _printtext + _daystring + " ">> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## AddOral "arg" ## Adds a six-character stamp to the "oral" list (which is the opposite of the "blowjob" list). ## The list is stored in the $tracking.oralsex variable. ## A stamp consists of a three-letter character code, followed by two-digit day code, and single space. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget AddOral>><<silently>> <<TrimNameArgument $args[0]>> <<if $tracking.daycount gte 10>> <<set _daystring to "" + $tracking.daycount>> <<else>> <<set _daystring to "0" + $tracking.daycount>> <</if>> <<set $tracking.oralsex += _printtext + _daystring + " ">> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## AutoSexStampAdder ## Automatically activates the appropriate “Add” widget if there is anything pending. ## Checks the $queue.kiss variable for kiss stuff. ## Checks the $queue.blowjob variable for blowjob stuff. ## Checks the $queue.anal variable for anal sex stuff. ## Checks the $queue.sex variable for vaginal sex stuff. ## Checks the $queue.oral variable for oral sex stuff (which is the opposite of blowjobs). ## No arguments used. ## Works from the special PassageHeader passage. ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget AutoSexStampAdder>><<silently>> <<if $queue.kiss>> <<AddKiss $queue.kiss>> <<set $queue.kiss to "">> <</if>> <<if $queue.handjob>> <<AddHandjob $queue.handjob>> <<set $queue.handjob to "">> <</if>> <<if $queue.titjob>> <<AddTitjob $queue.titjob>> <<set $queue.handjob to "">> <</if>> <<if $queue.blowjob>> <<AddBlowjob $queue.blowjob>> <<set $queue.blowjob to "">> <</if>> <<if $queue.anal>> <<AddAnal $queue.anal>> <<set $queue.anal to "">> <</if>> <<if $queue.sex>> <<AddSex $queue.sex>> <<set $queue.sex to "">> <</if>> <<if $queue.oral>> <<AddOral $queue.oral>> <<set $queue.oral to "">> <</if>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## ## ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## ## ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>>

<<widget GetInked>><> <<if $flag.tattoo.includes("1")>> <<if $tracking.tattooloc.includes("1b")>>On your lower back is a hand-sized <<if $tracking.tattooshape.includes("1b")>>butterfly tattoo. <<elseif $tracking.tattooshape.includes("1f")>>rose tattoo. <<elseif $tracking.tattooshape.includes("1s")>>tattoo of a star, complete with dainty sparks gently falling off of it. <</if>> <<elseif $tracking.tattooloc.includes("1g")>>Several inches below your belly button and to either side of your crotch are two small, identical <<if $tracking.tattooshape.includes("1b")>>butterfly tattoos. <<elseif $tracking.tattooshape.includes("1f")>>rose tattoos. <<elseif $tracking.tattooshape.includes("1s")>>star tattoos. They have dainty sparks gently falling off them. <</if>> <<elseif $tracking.tattooloc.includes("1s")>>On your left side, spanning the entire length of your ribs, is a large <<if $tracking.tattooshape.includes("1b")>>butterfly tattoo. <<elseif $tracking.tattooshape.includes("1f")>>rose tattoo. <<elseif $tracking.tattooshape.includes("1s")>>tattoo of a star, complete with dainty sparks gently falling off of it. <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <><</widget>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">><<set $temp.switch3 to false>>You sleep in a little, enjoying the fact that there's no alarm clock waking you up for work. It's not easy to doze with sunlight streaming into the room, but where there's a will there's a way. You do overdo it a tad, staying in bed for longer than you'd intended to. But hey, it's a Saturday, that's what the weekend is for. <<routes>><<job "store">><<if $flag.tf>>You haven't heard from Janet for a few days, and you're getting impatient to get turned back to normal. You decide to head over to the clubhouse to talk to her. If she isn't there you'll head to the laundry next. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Janet">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "makeup"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You find yourself craving some caffeine. With no work today, that means there's no Justine and no fresh latte waiting for you. Why don't I get dressed and go get some coffee? Why not? It'd be good to get out of the house for a reason that doesn't involve leaving for work. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Coffee">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "makeup"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">><<if $route.arthur>>Today you have your first date with Arthur. He'd texted about taking you out to brunch, which you weren't too sure about. Your parents used to do weekly brunch trips with you, and it was always a poor experience. You'd have to put on a blazer, button-down and slacks; on your slight frame you always looked like you were on the way to your Bar Mitzvah. It was humiliating to be a seventeen year old who had to reassure another nosy old lady that no, you weren't about to go "become a man." And then the meals were always eaten in stuffy, pricy eateries, where nobody put their elbows on the table and the correct fork always had to be used. A busser would pop in every other minute to remove breadcrumbs from the tablecloth while a waiter would describe in monotonous detail which bay the Dungeness crab had been sourced from. It was such a stark contrast with the people in movies and TV shows who went to brunch. On screen they looked relaxed, wearing comfy clothes and downing mimosas nonstop. A group of drunk friends, sharing plates and laughing uproariously. There was no laughter with your family, though. Your father would just sit and read the news while your mother hobnobbed with whatever other rich families had also shown up. You'd sit there, invisible, moving food around on your plate and wishing you'd been able to sneak in a handheld game. You hope today's brunch will be a better experience. Arthur had told you there was no need to dress up, so this was already an improvement over going with your parents, but since neither of you are old enough to order alcohol you don't anticipate that there will be bottomless mimosas. Or any mimosas, for that matter. Regardless, it's time to get dressed for your date. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Date">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "makeup"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>It's too nice a day to stay inside. You decide to take your bike into town and get breakfast there. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Outing">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "makeup"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><</if>><</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date">>Fully dressed, you look in the mirror. <<if $flag.tf>>As you check yourself over, there's a knock at the door. You open it and smile at Arthur. <<if $fem gte 800>><<AddFem 2>>@@.yellow;"Can you give me a little longer,"@@ you ask him. @@.yellow;"I'm not quite ready just yet."@@ Bernice's eWardrobe was an old thing, and you wanted to make sure that you didn't have stray hairs sticking out, or blemishes that needed to be concealed.<<else>>@@.yellow;"Right on time,"@@ you tell him. @@.yellow;"I just finished getting ready to go."@@<</if>> @@.red;"Actually, can we talk?"@@ His voice is quiet, anxious. You pause where you are. That didn't sound good. @@.yellow;"Okay,"@@ you settle down onto the couch and gesture for him to join you. @@.yellow;"What's up?"@@ He clears his throat and digs his phone out of his pocket. @@.arthur;"You know that Bobby and I are best friends, right? I told him about our date. And he sent me this."@@ He unlocks the screen and [[holds the phone out for you to take.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Arthur talk"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<if $fem lt 800>><<AddFem 2>>You thought you were moving quickly enough, but somehow time got away from you. Yes, you're technically dressed when Arthur arrives, but you're not ready. @@.yellow;"I'll just be a few more minutes,"@@ you tell him. @@.arthur;"No problem."@@ He sits on the couch and pulls out his phone. When you look over a little later he's scrolling down a webpage with sports updates. Thirty minutes later you finally feel ready. You didn't change your clothes, and your hair and makeup are the same from what the eWardrobe did, but it's the little things that count. Stray hairs had to be tucked away, blemishes needed to be smoothed over. Bernice's old eWardrobe can't do everything that a modern machine could. @@.yellow;"All set,"@@ you beam at Arthur. @@.arthur;"Great!"@@ [[The two of you get into his car.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Date 2"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Everything looks the way it should. You've timed things well, and shortly after you're done getting ready Arthur knocks at the front door. He smiles when he sees you. @@.arthur;"Ready to go?"@@ You nod and [[the two of you get into his car.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Date 2"]]<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 2">>You glance at Arthur, seated behind the wheel. He's wearing a white v-neck shirt and a pair of cargo shorts, aviator sunglasses on his face. He definitely looks casual, and you feel a little better about brunch after seeing how relaxed he seems. This already looks closer to a movie date than an outing with my parents. During the drive you and Arthur chat a little. @@.arthur;"You've been at the restaurant for about a month now, right? What do you think so far?"@@ Being coworkers, it's natural for you and Arthur to talk about the daily grind. You tell him about <<if $tracking.jobtier eq 1>>how you feel like you have a good handle on your duties now, and you're hoping to try and get more serving experience in before summer ends.<<elseif $tracking.jobtier eq 2>>how much you're enjoying serving, and that you're relieved that you were given the opportunity.<</if>> @@.arthur;"Alice is tough, but fair. She'll throw at you whatever she thinks you can handle, plus a little more just to see how you cope with it. I'm sure more will be added to your plate in no time."@@ His eyes are hidden by his sunglasses, but you get the feeling he's looking at you frequently. @@.yellow;"You would know, Mr. Head Waiter."@@ Seriously, it would be nice if Arthur or Destiny would clear up whether Alice hates you or not. It's seriously hard to tell with that woman. He chuckles self-depreciatively. @@.arthur;"I wish. Alice doesn't give me much control over operations. Mostly I train new people and take the tough tables. She's a little unwilling to give up control."@@ @@.yellow;"I hadn't noticed,"@@ you say dryly. [[This time both of you laugh.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Date 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 3">>@@.arthur;"I've really enjoyed having you around,"@@ one hand leaves the wheel to gently squeeze yours. When he speaks next his voice is carefully neutral. @@.red;"Are you still leaving at the end of summer?"@@ That same topic had weighed heavily on your mind of late. For the first time in your life you had friends, and people trying to make plans to spend time with you. It was nice to not sit in your room all day, playing video games and wishing things were different. But you don't see a way to stay in Hope's Point without doing it as $name Jones. And that's a steep price to pay for some relationships you've only had for a month and a half. You're starting to feel a little more self-confident, too. If you could do all this as $name, couldn't you go somewhere new as Danny and find the same success? You've learned so much here, you've got to believe that going to your dream college as Danny would yield the life you've longed for. So why stay? Maybe it's the expression on your face, or maybe it's something else, but Arthur speaks for you. @@.arthur;"Whatever you decide, let's not worry about it. Today is for having fun, right?"@@ Still, you sense he was hoping for you to say that you decided to stay. Relieved that you're off the hook and don't need to reply, you smile. @@.yellow;"So, where are we going?"@@ @@.arthur;"The Kitchen. You ever been? It's a little place in Lakehill. The food is awesome and they have live music on the weekends,"@@ he drawls. @@.yellow;"That sounds cool."@@ [[The upside of being wooed by guys is you're getting a ton of nifty date ideas for when you're the one taking girls out.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Date 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 4">>The Kitchen isn't much further. The place doesn't take reservations, but there's only a ten-minute wait from when you get there. Several pitchers of cucumber water and a stack of glasses sit outside the restaurant for customers who are waiting, which you think is a nice touch. Arthur gets you some and the two of glance over the menu while you wait. After the hostess calls Arthur's name she leads you both to seats on the outdoor patio. The table is in a corner, which provides you and Arthur with the sense of privacy, even if the nearest customers are still only a few feet away. In the far corner of the patio is a young woman sitting on a stool, an acoustic guitar in her hand. She has long brown hair that reaches her stomach, a stud in one nostril, and dark lipstick. Her voice is surprisingly good, and you almost wished you knew more about music to better identify what genre she's performing. [[Arthur must have observed you watching her.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Date 5"]] @@.arthur;"Are you a fan of singer-songwriters?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 5">>@@.yellow;"What, like musicians?"@@ Isn't every musician technically a singer and songwriter? Except for drummers, obviously. You're pretty sure that they just hit things. @@.yellow;"Yeah, they're okay."@@ Arthur snorts. @@.arthur;"Funny."@@ He looks at you in disbelief. @@.arthur;"You're being serious? Singer-songwriter is the genre, $name. It's usually a one-person band who plays original work with an acoustic instrument. They tend to do more folk songs, so it's not everyone's cup of tea."@@ Huh. Today I learned. @@.yellow;"I didn't know that. In that case, I dunno what I'm a fan of. I guess I sort of like whatever is popular."@@ <<if $flag.spinlessons>><<AddFem 2>>You try to give some examples, but for some reason the only songs that come to mind are the stuff Destiny plays on your rides to spin class. You don't want a Kerri Klarkman single to be the only song you can list as an example of what you listen to.<</if>> [[Arthur seems to pick up on your ignorance.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Date 6"]] @@.arthur;"You know everything about books, movies, and TV shows. But you don't know anything about music?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 6">>@@.yellow;"That's not true,"@@ you say a little more defensively than you mean to. @@.yellow;"Sometimes there are songs in Astoria, like when the ogres do their chanting to the Sky Mother for prosperity. I know those."@@ He facepalms. @@.arthur;"I don't think it counts if the only music you know is from a fictional story."@@ @@.yellow;"It should,"@@ you huff. @@.yellow;"The Sky Mother chant is bomb."@@ He laughs. @@.arthur;"Whatever you say,"@@ he drawls, teasing you. @@.hotpink;"Hi there,"@@ a beleaguered waitress appears. @@.hotpink;"Can I get you guys sorted with some drinks?"@@ @@.arthur;"Water for me, please."@@ <<if $fem gte 800>>@@.yellow;"Me too, please."@@<<else>>@@.yellow;"Could I have a soda?"@@<</if>> <<if $gem gte 800>>She sighs. @@.hotpink;"Okay, two waters. I'll be back with your menus soon."@@<<else>><<AddFem 2>>@@.hotpink;"What kind? We have..."@@ she rattles off a list of products, but you're distracted by a girl that just walked onto the patio. She has a cute sundress on, and you feel like it would look fantastic on you. Maybe when I go shopping tomorrow? Picking up one like that could be fun.<<if $flag.spinlessons>><<AddFem 1>> Your legs would look really good in it.<</if>> You realize that the waitress is waiting impatiently for you, but you weren't paying attention to any of what she said. @@.yellow;"Um, that last one sounds good. Thanks."@@<</if>> [[The waitress disappears and Arthur smiles at you.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Date 7"]] @@.arthur;"Wanna play a game while we wait? Two truths and a lie?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 7">>You nod enthusiastically. @@.yellow;"Okay."@@ You'll just avoid any lies referencing music. You and Arthur take turns telling each other three facts about yourselves, with one being fake and the other being real. You have a hard time finding anything interesting about your life to use as material. Most of the exciting stuff you've experience happened after you moved to Hope's Point. You don't think telling Arthur that you're almost Diamond Rank in Call of Deity would interest him that much, but you quickly run out of things to say and end up using that anyway. @@.arthur;"That's got to be the lie."@@ He shakes his head. @@.yellow;"Nope,"@@ you proudly answer, pleased that you tricked him. @@.yellow;"I really am. The lie was that I know how to play the piano."@@ He groans. @@.arthur;"I should have guessed after we just talked about music."@@ You grin. Your parents had actually made you attend piano lessons, but the tutor ended up giving up on you. You apparently lack "rhythm" and "dexterity," which is clearly nonsense. Could someone with poor dexterity pwn noobs online? No chance. But it did get you out of the awful music lessons, even if your parents were disappointed in you. It takes almost an hour for your food to come, but when it does it feels worth the wait. Your chocolate chip pancakes are amazing, and [[you dig in with gusto.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Date 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 8">><<AddBreath_Weak "chocolate">>Arthur watches you over his breakfast burrito. He looks amused. @@.arthur;"I kind of expected you to be a waffle girl."@@ You glance up at him, your fork an inch away from cramming a sticky mess of carbs into your mouth. @@.yellow;"That's blasphemy."@@ You quickly take another large bite. @@.arthur;"Are you kidding? Waffles are great. They have little containers for the syrup. With pancakes the syrup just runs down the sides."@@ He smirks as if that's all the proof one needs. @@.yellow;"So – just so I understand – what you're saying is that waffles are like training wheels, and pancakes are like motorcycles? Because I don't need help to eat my breakfast."@@ To prove the point you take an even bigger bite. It's hard to chew, but you won't back down an inch. Your force your teeth to work through it. He rolls his eyes. @@.arthur;"Next you're going to tell me that you like cake more than pie."@@ @@.yellow;"Actually – "@@ @@.arthur;"Stop."@@ He waves his fork at you to interrupt you. @@.arthur;"This date was going so well, don't ruin it now."@@ You snort, and the two of you smile at each other. When he did he put his hand on mine? [[Arthur's thumb idly strokes the back of your free hand.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Date 9"]] It's a good thing he isn't touching holding your fork, because it's a bit sticky.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 9">><<AddFem 4>>When the meal is over Arthur slaps some bills down. @@.arthur;"Feel like walking around? This is a fun retail area, so there are some gift shops and tourist traps."@@ @@.yellow;"Sure."@@ You leave The Kitchen and stroll down the street, hand in hand with Arthur. He was right about there being fun shops in the area; you stop in a store of silly hats and take pictures of each other wearing them. Arthur looks ridiculous in a plastic knight's helm, but you think the orange hood with jaguar ears looks pretty awesome on you. After that you stop in one of those kid's shops with cheap toys that always break after three uses. You grimly hold up two flimsy swords, and Arthur instantly nods and pays for them. The two of you leave the shop and have a brief fight to the death, the blades ticking your skin with every vicious strike. The battle only ends when one of you falls. You smugly aim the tip of your sword at Arthur's face. @@.yellow;"Stand down, peasant."@@ He drops his broken toy to the ground. It had been the weaker of the two, flopping all over every time he brandished it, and it hadn't survived for long. @@.arthur;"I yield."@@ [[He bows his head.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Date 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 10">>Further along is a bunch of mood jewelry. There are rings, necklaces, brooches, pins, earrings; pretty much every accessory one can imagine. Brown stones dangle from all of them, supposedly changing color to reflect your emotions. You and Arthur walk out of there with more purchases. You're wearing rings on both index fingers, and Arthur settles on a ridiculous headband with a fat stone right in the center. @@.yellow;"Okay, my left one is sort of greenish-blue, and my right one is like a beige color."@@ He frowns, holding up a long sheet of different colors and their meanings. @@.arthur;"According to this you're happy and constipated."@@ @@.yellow;"Stop, it does not say that!"@@ You put a hand on your stomach. Are you? @@.arthur;"It totally does."@@ His face couldn't be more serious. @@.arthur;"What about me? What color is mine?"@@ You glare at his forehead. @@.yellow;"It's black, like your soul,"@@ you lie. He nods as if he expected that. @@.arthur;"According to the sheet that means I'm handsome."@@ @@.yellow;"Now I know you're lying, handsome isn't even an emotion."@@ @@.arthur;"We can't fight the truth of the magic stones, $name."@@ @@.yellow;"The joke's on you,"@@ you smugly tell him, @@.yellow;" because the color isn't black, it's purple."@@ [[He nods again.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Date 11"]] @@.arthur;"Makes sense. Purple means I'm charming."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 11">><<AddKiss "Arthur">><<AddFem 10>>You and Arthur circle back to his car. @@.yellow;"Thanks for paying for everything today."@@ He smiles. @@.arthur;"Sure thing. I asked you out, after all."@@ You fidget, worried he'll be expecting something at the end of the date. That's why guys fork over a lot of money, right? Because they expect to get something out of it? But how much could breakfast, a plastic sword and two mood rings add up to? Maybe a little making out, but nothing further. Right? But other than a long, lingering kiss on the lips once the two of you reach the cottage, Arthur doesn't make any moves. You get out of the car, surprised. Is he really just that good of a guy? He has the body of a high school quarterback, but none of the jerk tendencies. What an enigma. You shut the cottage door behind you, not sure what to think. It's mid-afternoon now, but you're feeling surprisingly tired. Maybe it's from walking in the sun all day? You go take a nap. <<if $route.val>>You wake up to your alarm going off. You eye it blearily, still sleepy. Then you sit up as you read the reminder you'd set up for yourself. I need to go talk to Val today! Things with Arthur may have gone well, but he's not the only person you're talking to. You decide to go into the eWardrobe to freshen up and maybe even change your clothes. You haven't spoken with Val since the kiss; you know she works at the bookstore on the weekends, so this might be your best chance to figure things out. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Valerie">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "makeup"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<else>><<WearPajama>>When you wake up it's evening. You have a text from Arthur thanking you for the date, to which you reply back saying you enjoyed yourself. You go and eat dinner, then watch a little more of the pirate show before doing your nighttime routine. Once it's done [[you head to bed.|W6Sun]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur talk ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur talk">><<if $route.jake>><<AddFem 2>>It's the same social media post that Jake showed you. You, posing for the camera, a flirty caption with Kurt tagged.<<else>>You take the device from him and stare at the screen. A pretty girl poses for the camera, clad in <<if $flag.cooperation>><<AddFem 3>>tight yoga pants, her fingers in the shape of the peace sign.<<else>><<AddFem 4>>a tiny bikini, her lips pursed in the classic "duck face" expression.<</if>> Surprisingly, it takes a whole second for you to recognize her. It's me! Beneath is a very flirty caption with Kurt's handle tagged at the end. There are emojis, too. Kissy face ones.<</if>> Arthur gently takes the phone from your hand. @@.arthur;"Bobby is pissed off, I think. He said either I'm wrong or you're playing both Kurt and I."@@ He doesn't need to say that the first option is clearly not true. Fuck. This isn't good. <<if $route.jake>>You don't even contemplate telling the truth to Arthur. That was an option with Jake, but Arthur is too close with Kurt's little brother.<<else>>What should you do? You can't tell Arthur the truth, not with him being so close to Bobby.<</if>> There's no way you can tell him that his best friend's mom is blackmailing you into dating his best friend's older brother. That's some soap opera shit, for one. For two, even if he did believe you he'd likely tell Bobby, or confront Lisa. Alright, being honest isn't an option. That leaves lying about it, or avoiding the whole thing altogether. @@.yellow;"Do you trust me?"@@ Arthur frowns. @@.red;"I don't know,"@@ he admits. You jerk back, feeling like you've been slapped in the face. That wasn't what you expected him to say. @@.arthur;"You and Kurt have had this weird thing for a while. You kind of send a lot of mixed signals, $name. And now this? Can you give me a reason I should trust you?"@@ @@.yellow;"I didn't post the picture."@@ [[The words blurt out of your mouth before you can reel them in.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Arthur talk 2"]] So much for not being honest<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur talk 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur talk 2">><<AddFem 4>>His brow furrows. @@.arthur;"You didn't post this?"@@ @@.yellow;"I don't control that account,"@@ you shake your head. He spreads his hands wide. @@.arthur;"Help me out here, $name. This is more than a little confusing."@@ You quickly try to get your thoughts in order. @@.yellow;"Someone else posted that picture and wrote the caption. I didn't even know about it until afterward."@@ Where am I going with this? What am I going to tell him? @@.arthur;"Bobby said that after Kurt saw the post he left for the restaurant. I saw him come in that day, $name. You two talked and left together. Bobby told me Kurt came home acting like he just got laid."@@ You assume your face must be glowing pink, but you hope it isn't. @@.yellow;"Trust me, he most definitely did not get laid."@@ Arthur stays quiet, and you know he's expecting more. What will you do? You could end things with him, and accept that you won't have anyone but Kurt in your life. Or you could try to talk your way out of it. Maybe you could try to distract him from the issue completely. A kiss might work? <<if $fem gte 840>> [[Kiss him.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Arthur end"; $temp.number1 to 1]]<</if>><<if $fem gte 700>> [[Keep talking.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Arthur talk 3"]]<</if>><<if $fem lt 840>> [[End things.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Arthur end"; $temp.number1 to 2]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur talk 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur talk 3">>@@.yellow;"I can't give you the answers you want,"@@ you tell him. @@.yellow;"And I know that isn't good enough. I know you deserve the truth. You just need to believe me that it isn't what you're thinking."@@ You know you're asking for a lot, and you don't expect to get it. What guy would agree to date a girl while she publically flirted with other dudes? What guy wouldn't demand answers? Arthur rubs the back of his head and sighs. @@.arthur;"Will there be more posts like that?"@@ @@.yellow;"Maybe,"@@ you answer as honestly as you can. He deserves that. @@.yellow;"I can't control what goes up, or when, or what's said."@@ He frowns. @@.arthur;"Is Kurt being catfished or something? I'm not his biggest fan, but we should probably tell him. Nobody deserves to be led on."@@ You try to answer as carefully as possible. @@.yellow;"I can't really talk about it. But I think Kurt will end things with me. Soon. And it will probably be embarrassing for me."@@ Arthur looks even more perplexed. @@.yellow;"I know, it makes no sense. And I know I don't deserve your trust. But that's the best I can give you."@@ [[You just hope it's good enough.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Arthur talk 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur talk 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur talk 4">><<AddFem 6>>@@.arthur;"Answer me one thing,"@@ he finally replies. @@.arthur;"Is there anything between you and Kurt? Is there anything between you and me? Anything real, I mean. This is a lot of drama to deal with, and I don't want to go through it for no reason."@@ Oh boy. Arthur's right, of course. He shouldn't have to deal with any of this, and yet here you are dragging him into it. Maybe it would be kinder to cut him loose. Can you really look him in the eye and tell him that you have feelings for him? I can't lie. But, would it be a lie? He's so nice, and so strong, and – you want to scream in frustration. This is all so confusing! Are you finding Arthur attractive? Are you gay now? What the hell is going on? Arthur is waiting for a response. You owe him a reply. But if you tell him that you have feelings for him, you feel like you can't go back. You've strung him along too much. It wouldn't be fair to not follow through. [[Tell him that maybe you should end things.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Arthur end"; $temp.number1 to 3]] [[Tell him you have feelings for him.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Arthur talk 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur talk 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur talk 5">><<AddKiss "Arthur">><<AddFem 6>>@@.yellow;"You're the one I want to be with,"@@ you whisper. The scariest part is that you think it might be true. What is going on with me? Do you like guys now? He smiles hesitantly. @@.arthur;"Really?"@@ You nod, half-terrified. @@.yellow;"Yes."@@ The more you say it the more real it feels. @@.yellow;"I'll tell you everything one day, I promise."@@ You still wonder if that will be good enough for him. @@.arthur;"Okay."@@ His smile grows even wider. @@.arthur;"That's what I needed to hear."@@ He takes you in his arms then, and he kisses you. <<if $fem gte 810>><<AddFem 2>>It tastes salty, maybe from a tear or two that escaped your control and streaked down to your lips, but neither of you seem to mind.<</if>> It's passionate, with his strong arms holding you so tightly that you almost feel safe. Almost. Arthur pulls back and smiles. He doesn't look nearly as emotional as you imagine that you do, but his eyes are brighter than usual. @@.arthur;"You still up for our date?"@@ You laugh. @@.yellow;"I probably look like a mess,"@@ you groan. [[Your hair and makeup are likely a disaster from kissing and crying.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Arthur talk 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur talk 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur talk 6">><<AddFem 4>>He gives you a gentle kiss on the lips. @@.arthur;"What if I go pick us up food, and we just hang out here?"@@ @@.yellow;"Yes, thank you. That would be great."@@ You gratefully hug him. While Arthur is gone you use the eWardrobe to touch yourself up. Your eyes are a little red, but that's about it. I can't believe myself. Four weeks ago you'd have been thrilled to turn a guy down and end some of the awkwardness in your life. Now you're being held by one of those guys, sharing kisses, worried that he'll hate you. What has happened to you? @@.yellow;"And he's okay with this whole Kurt thing."@@ That's the strangest part, probably. Arthur likes you so much that he'll sit back and watch you flirt online with someone else. You don't think anybody has ever liked you this much before. It's almost addictive; what if nobody ever likes you that much again? What if this is the best you'll ever get? You're even more terrified now about losing him. Arthur returns with a bulging plastic bag. Inside are white pouches of sesame chicken, beef with broccoli, wontons, steamed rice, and a pile of fortune cookies. The two of you dig in. You don't put a movie on; instead, Arthur plays music off of his phone. You watch with interest as he grabbed a bowl from your kitchen and places the device inside. The effect is immediate. The sound is amplified much louder, and now it sounds like he's playing it through an external speaker instead of off his phone. As you eat you talk. Neither of you bring up Kurt again, but there's definitely a slight tension, as if a very tiny elephant is in the room. For now, you just want to avoid it altogether. Arthur seems happy enough with your commitment to him that he's willing to let it go. [[For now.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Arthur talk 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur talk 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur talk 7">>When the food is gone there's more kissing, and even some cuddling. You're content to sit there with Arthur holding you, listening to him talk. He tells you about his plans for the future; he wants to go to school for business management. His dream is to run his own company some day. @@.arthur;"I don't want to just inherit from my dad and do nothing else,"@@ he explains. You aren't sure if that's a shot at Kurt, but you leave it alone. When you and Arthur say goodbye there's another long kiss. <<if $fem gte 820>><<AddFem 2>>You're embarrassed to admit that one of your legs almost kicked up a little, like a chick in an old movie. What is happening to me, you continue to wonder.<</if>> After he's gone you feel emotionally wiped. <<if $route.val>>But only a second later your alarm goes off. You eye it, confused, still preoccupied with what just happened with Arthur. You read the reminder you'd set up for yourself and comprehension dawns on you. I need to go talk to Val today! Things with Arthur may be confusing, but he's not the only person you're talking to. You feel a pang of guilt given the promise you just made him, but you decide you'll figure it out later. The point is probably moot, anyway; it's not likely that Val will be into you that way, but you still want to try. You go into the eWardrobe to freshen up and maybe even change your clothes. You haven't spoken with Val since the kiss; you know she works at the bookstore on the weekends, so this might be your best chance to figure things out. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Valerie">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "makeup"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<WearPajama>>You drag your laptop into the bedroom and get changed into your pajamas. You browse Peddit for a few more hours, and then [[you go to sleep.|W6Sun]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur end ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur end">><<set $route.arthur to false>><<AddFem 4>><<if $temp.number1 eq 1>><<AddFem 4>>You lean forward to kiss him, but Arthur jerks backward. @@.arthur;"Stop,"@@ he barks, frustrated. You freeze. @@.arthur;"Seriously? I catch you leading two guys on and that's how you handle things? Is that what you did with Kurt, too?"@@ He shakes his head. @@.arthur;"I was wrong about you."@@ The hurt in his voice is palpable. He stands up and leaves the cottage, not once looking back.<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>>@@.yellow;"Maybe this won't work, Arthur."@@ You can't bring yourself to look him in the eye. He doesn't reply for a moment, but when he does you can hear how upset he is. @@.arthur;"All this time you've been hot and cold with me. You said yes when I asked you out, but then you went back to being weird with Kurt. And now you wait until the day of our date to tell me it won't work out?"@@ He stands up, clearly hurt. @@.arthur;"I thought you were... I don't know what I thought. But whatever it was, I was wrong. You aren't at all who I thought you were."@@ He leaves, giving you one last look back before shutting the door behind him.<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 3>><<AddFem 3>>@@.yellow;"I'm sorry,"@@ you whisper. Your eyes tear up, though you don't know why. He sits there, stiff and frozen. @@.arthur;"Okay,"@@ he finally says, his voice quiet and thick. @@.arthur;"That's the answer I needed to hear, I guess."@@ You can hear the hurt behind his words. He doesn't say anything else; he just stands up and goes.<</if>> You sit there on the couch, feeling deflated. Tears spring unbidden to your eyes, though you don't know why. Fucking Lisa! You hate that woman. She keeps ruining your life! You're dressed up for a fun date, but you've got nowhere to go and no one to go on it with. You walk to the bedroom, feeling miserable, and collapse onto your bed. <<if $fem gte 801>><<AddFem 2>>Before you know it you're bawling into your pillow. Arthur was always so nice to you, and none of this would be happening if it weren't for stupid Lisa! You cry and cry until there's no more tears. At some point you fall asleep, face still buried into your pillow.<<else>>You grab a pillow and clutch it tightly, holding it against your stomach like it were one of the cute puppies you'd seen on Peddit. It's a little comforting, but not much. You lay there, sniffling. At some point you fall asleep, pillow still tucked into your body.<</if>> <<if $route.val>>You wake up to your alarm going off. You eye it blearily, still upset. Then you sit up as you read the reminder you'd set up for yourself. I need to go talk to Val today! Things with Arthur may be awful, but he's not the only person you're talking to. You decide to go into the eWardrobe to freshen up and maybe even change your clothes. You haven't spoken with Val since the kiss; you know she works at the bookstore on the weekends, so this might be your best chance to figure things out. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Valerie">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "makeup"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<else>><<WearPajama>>It's fairly late by the time you wake up. Your make up is <<if $fem gte 801>>a mess. Any girl, and most guys, would be able to tell that you'd been crying.<<else>>in poor condition. Most girls would spot right away that you'd been upset.<</if>> You don't have much of an appetite, but you force yourself to eat a little. You go into the eWardrobe to get your face cleaned up and to change out of your date clothes. Once that's done you bring your laptop into the bedroom. You aimlessly browse Peddit for another hour or so, catching up on the day's top posts. Once it's late enough [[you go to sleep.|W6Sun]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Outing ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Outing">><<AddFem 2>>It's the kind of day that makes one think they're in a fairy tale. You wouldn't say you're a Disnar princess – after the incident at the fashion show you don't think you'll ever be able to watch a CGI kids' movie again – but the bike ride into town is downright magical. Birds chirp and... other animals make noises. You half expect a robin to fly out and land on your handlebars, warbling a tune about getting dressed for a ball. No critter does come hang out with you, but that's okay. You're not sure that being whisked away into a storybook world would be a great use of your Saturday. Once on Main Street you park your bike and stroll along, peeking into one bakery and another café. While the food is probably good in both, neither really strike your fancy. It's rare for you to splurge and spend extra cash, so you want it to be for something really worth it. Then you see it. Yours eye take in the sign, the beautiful letters in all their glory spelling out something you'd never dare dream about. Time stops. There's no way. You stare at the advertisement, your mouth gaping wide open. You instantly enter the establishment, a small eatery sandwiched between a real estate office and a hair salon. When you walk in a small bell above the door tinkles, alerting whomever is working that someone has come inside. [[You look around, but see no customers or employees.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Outing 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Outing 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Outing 2">>A tall man slips out from the back. His light, curly hair reaches down to his eyes, making him look a bit like a shaggy dog. The week old beard he's sporting only adds to the effect. An apron sits over his dusty jeans and faded t-shirt. You wouldn't necessarily say he's shabby, but he's definitely as ragged as his business is. He seems perplexed that someone came inside. @@.orange;"Can I help you?"@@ There's a slight accent to his voice, but you can't place it. @@.yellow;"Is it true,"@@ you ask. You need to know; this could be life changing. @@.orange;"Is what true?"@@ He couldn't look more confused, even if he tried. You step closer, your voice low and insistent. @@.yellow;"Do you make breakfast pizza?"@@ This could change everything. He scratches at his neck, puzzled by your intensity.. @@.orange;"We sell that, yeah, but – "@@ @@.yellow;"I'll take one medium. Pepperoni."@@ This is the greatest day of my life. He shrugs. @@.orange;"Alright."@@ [[He disappears into the back again.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Outing 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Outing 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Outing 3">>You wait close to ten minutes before he returns. He sets down a basket with wax paper covering the bottom, the food on top of it. Inside the basket is a piece of pita bread covered in tomato sauce, shredded cheese sprinkled conservatively on top. Four slices of pepperoni finish it off. In the span of a second you go from excited to deflated. This is like thinking you're going to lose your virginity to the hottest girl in school, only to find out instead that your peers want you to wear the mascot's costume and mime pleasuring yourself with a piece of chalk. You can't hide the disappointment from your voice. @@.yellow;"That's it?"@@ Even the "pizza" looks embarrassed for its condition. The man shrugs again. @@.orange;"Fifteen bucks."@@ He holds his hand out, palm up, waiting for you to pay. @@.yellow;"What? For that?"@@ You could easily get more for less pretty much anywhere else! He shrugs a third time. @@.orange;"Cash only."@@ For the first time he almost seems to smile. You scowl. There's no way this dinky little thing is worth that much, but what can you do? <<if $fem gte 760>><<AddFem 1>>You could [[just pay for it.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Outing 4"]] The guy is clearly expecting you to, and what if by arguing you make him upset? On the other hand, he is a guy, and most guys these days seem to be into you. Maybe [[you could flirt your way out of it?|W6Sat][$control.location to "Jailbait"]] That could solve this easily, and then you wouldn't lose any money on this dumb pizza.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $fem gte 700>>You may as well just [[pay for it.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Outing 4"]] No point in getting into a confrontation.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You could just walk out the door without paying. It's not like you took a bite or anything. The sign outside said there were "Personal Breakfast Pizzas." The plate in front of you looks like it was heated up in the microwave. If there were ever a case of false advertising this has got to be it. On the other hand, you don't want to start a ruckus. What if he follows you into the street, shouting and cursing? You might be arrested! And then the cops would ask for your ID... that dick Officer Collins might get involved. Neither option seems appealing, but you can't think of anything else. [[Screw it, and screw him. Walk out.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Exit"]] [[Don't start something, just pay.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Outing 4"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Outing 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Outing 4">><<AddFem 1>>You glare, but slip him a ten and a five. He waits a second longer, maybe for a tip, but there's no way in hell you're giving him anything more. You harrumph and take the dumb basket to one of the small tables. You carefully pick up an edge of the pita that isn't wet with red sauce and try to take a bite. It tastes even worse than it looks. You drop the pizza in disgust and stand up to leave. As you exit the man calls out after you, @@.orange;"See you next time!"@@ You <<if $fem gte 800>>shoot him a dirty look over your shoulder<<else>>restrain yourself from flipping him off<</if>> and continue on your way. You end up stopping in the bakery you passed and getting a croissant. It's flaky and there's some deli meat in the center; at least it drives away the taste of the poor pepperoni pita pizza. Your breakfast mission finally successful, you wander back to your bike, eating as you walk. Along the way you spot a bunch of kids playing near a fountain. A few seem to be pointing at something. You could keep going toward your bike and head home, or you could veer off your path slightly to go look. [[Head home.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Home"]] [[Stop to look.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Outing 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Outing 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Outing 5">><<AddFem 2>>Now that you're closer to the fountain, you can see that it's comprised of a bunch of jets that rise – ever so slightly – out of the ground. One of them has a small rock stuck in it, and that's what has attracted the attention of the children. Like a hose with a thumb blocking the opening, the water shoots out to the sides in multiple thin streams instead of straight up in one large one. @@.green;"Excuse me, miss?"@@ A little girl with curly black hair and big green eyes is looking at you hopefully. She's wearing a yellow dress with white dots, and tiny matching shoes. @@.yellow;"Yes?"@@ You crouch slightly to get more on her level. You aren't an expert with kids or anything, but they never scared you either. Kids are kids. And this one <<if $fem gte 752>><<AddFem 1>>is freaking adorable<<else>>seems sweet<</if>>. Some nearby adults sit on the patio of a coffeeshop, chatting and occasionally casting glances toward the kids. You do a quick glance to make sure there isn't an angry mom about to storm over and berate you for talking to her child, but nobody seems so inclined. Nobody really cares if a teenage girl talks to a kid, but as a boy people always gave you weird looks. @@.green;"Can you help us? We can't get the jet unstucked."@@ You peer at the rock. You think you could maybe tug it out, but judging by the water its deflecting you'll probably get blasted in the face if you succeed. [[Help the little girl. Who cares about some water?|W6Sat][$control.location to "Water jets"]] [[Keep going. She can get a real adult to help her.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Outing 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Outing 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Outing 6">>@@.yellow;"Sorry,"@@ you tell the little girl. @@.yellow;"You should ask your mom to help you."@@ Now that you've eaten you just want to head home. You don't get a ton of time off from work and you don't want to lose any of it digging rocks out of pipes. Her lip quivers. @@.green;"Mama was too busy to come today. Miss Rosie is with me."@@ She points toward where a woman is flirting with a man. Neither of them are facing the kids. Your heart breaks a little. You're all too familiar with childhood neglect. [[Okay, now you've got to help her, right?|W6Sat][$control.location to "Water jets"]] <<if $fem gte 800>><<AddFem 1>>[[Stay strong, Miss Jones. Tell her no.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Outing 7"]]<<else>>[[Stay strong, Mr. Jones. Tell her no.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Outing 7"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Outing 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Outing 7">>@@.yellow;"I'm sorry,"@@ you say again. You turn away and retreat before she can give you another heart-wrenching lip quiver. It's not that you want to crush a child's happiness, but you're not the girl's nanny. If the worst part of her life is that I didn't help her then she must have things really good. You get back to your bike and [[head home.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Water jets ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Water jets">><<set $temp.switch3 to true>><<AddFem 3>>You reach down, trying to get your index finger and thumb around the stone so you can pry it out. It's a tight fight, but your fingers have always been fairly slender. Most people probably wouldn't be able to get into the jet, and most kids lack the strength to get the rock loose. You're the perfect person for a task like this! But even if I weren't, it feels right to help someone else. After the crappy breakfast pizza escapade it's nice to do a good deed. Ignoring a little girl would be really shitty of you. You tug and you almost feel the stone dislodge somewhat. @@.yellow;"I think I've got it,"@@ you tell your short friend. @@.yellow;"One sec."@@ With one more good pull the stone comes out. As you'd expected, the unobstructed jet blasts you in the face, giving you a mouthful of public water. You gag and fall back onto your ass, sputtering. I think I swallowed some, you cough. Definitely swallowed some. It went down the wrong pipe, too – no pun intended – and you spend a good thirty seconds trying to end the coughing fit. You look up, realizing that you're being watched. Several of the little kids look at you with wide eyes, as do a number of the adults. You look down at yourself and yelp. <<outfitlist>><<outfit "sasha_starbucks">>Your pink top is soaked, clinging wetly to your red bra.<<outfit "sasha_mall">><<AddFem 1>>Your white top is soaked, clinging wetly to the bra underneath. Your skin is visible through the shirt, giving everyone a good look at your body.<<outfit "sasha_hungover">>Your red tank top is soaked, clinging tightly to the sports bra underneath.<<outfit "sasha_angel">><<AddFem 2>>Your white top is soaking wet, the material translucent in the sun. The white bra underneath is also drenched, and in a few more seconds your chest will just as visible as the rest of your skin.<<outfit "sasha_funday">><<AddFem 3>>Your black tube top is soaking wet, the material drenched and clinging tightly to your chest, leaving nothing to the imagination.<</outfitlist>> The water was cold, and your nipples are so hard that they stand out, prominent and obvious. One soccer mom slaps her husband on the back of his head. He instantly looks at the floor, but then quickly shoots you another glance. The other men all pretend to be distracted by something else, but even you can tell that they're all side-eyeing you. Humiliated, you rise to your feet and rush to your bike. You get on and pedal furiously, trying to steer with one hand so the other can hide your chest. It doesn't work well, and after almost falling once you're forced to steer with both hands. Unfortunately, that leaves your chest free to be ogled, which it is. By the time you reach the cottage you're so mortified that you just want to hide. It's all you can do to lock the door and browse Peddit for a while, [[trying to forget what just happened.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Exit ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Exit">>@@.yellow;"Hell no,"@@ you snap. You turn on your heel and walk out the door. The man gives you a half-hearted @@.orange;"Wait"@@ but doesn't follow you or say anything else. Annoyed, you tell yourself that you won't let some dickhead ruin your day. Instead of going backward you continue on, looking for something more appealing than that pitiful pepperoni pita pizza. You spot a street vendor selling hot dogs, and you perk up a little. It's been a while since I had a good hot dog. Most people think that hot dogs are like pizza; you get them premade at the grocery store and heat them up, or you get them in a restaurant. But that's not where the good stuff is. If you want the best slice of pizza you've ever had, or the juiciest hot dog in existence, you've got to find the dingiest cart in a major city and order there. That might be the one thing you miss about home; the street food. @@.yellow;"One, please. All the toppings."@@ Your eyes practically glow as you watch the vendor pile relish, ketchup, mustard, pickles, peppers, onions and bacon bits. There's more topping than dog at this points. It's perfect. @@.blue;"Four dollars."@@ You pay the man, and happily walk away, [[mouth full of weiner.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Hot-dog"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jailbait ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jailbait">><<AddFem 4>>You try to make your voice a little more light and breathy. @@.yellow;"Come on,"@@ you bat your eyelashes at him, @@.yellow;"you're really gonna charge me fifteen bucks for this?"@@ You bite your lower lip and smile. @@.yellow;"There's got to be something better you can give me."@@ As soon as the words leave your mouth you wish you could take them back. Too far, $name! Too far. There's being flirty and then there's acting like a ho, and you just crossed the line by about two miles. The guy looks surprised. @@.orange;"How old are you? You look like you're still in secondary school."@@ @@.yellow;"A second school?"@@ You have no idea what he's talking about. @@.yellow;"I only went to one school, it was K-12."@@ What a weird dude. He makes a begone motion with his hands. @@.orange;"I've seen this show, I'm not interested. Tell Mr. Hansen to bugger off with the cameras."@@ The man picks up the basket with the pathetic pepperoni pita pizza and, with one last glare at you, stomps out of sight into the back again. Puzzled by what just happened, you leave the shop. At least you didn't have to pay for that crappy food. [[But now you need to find something else to eat.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Jailbait 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jailbait 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jailbait 2">>You continue exploring down the street, hoping to find something else to eat. Fortunately, it isn't long before you spot a street vendor selling hot dogs, and you perk up a little. It's been a while since I had a good hot dog. Most people think that hot dogs are like pizza; you get them premade at the grocery store and heat them up, or you get them in a restaurant. But that's not where the good stuff is. If you want the best slice of pizza you've ever had, or the juiciest hot dog in existence, you've got to find the dingiest cart in a major city and order there. That might be the one thing you miss about home; the street food. @@.yellow;"One, please. All the toppings."@@ Your eyes practically glow as you watch the vendor pile relish, ketchup, mustard, pickles, peppers, onions and bacon bits. There's more topping than dog at this points. It's perfect. @@.blue;"Four dollars."@@ You pay the man, and happily walk away, [[mouth full of weiner.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Hot-dog"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Hot-dog ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Hot-dog">><<AddBreath_Weak "hot-dog sauce">>You wander in the sun for a while longer, happily munching on the hot dog. Once it's finished [[you return to your bike and head home.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Coffee ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Coffee">>Even though it's a Saturday, you head toward the store. There's nothing that weird about visiting your place of work on your day off, right? People do that all the time. Technically I'm not going to my work, and that makes it okay. You're going to the coffeestand that is ten yards from work. Big difference. You don't know the girl who is in the small shack, but she seems nice enough. Dark skin, and willowy. The polar opposite of the curvy, pale Justine. The barista is wearing a red one-piece bathing suit, like a lifeguard might. She even has a whistle hanging from some string on her neck, and over her left breast is a white plus sign. @@.hotpink;"Good morning,"@@ she chirps when you approach the curbside order window, @@.hotpink;"can you give me a minute?"@@ Behind her [[a man with dark hair and a thick moustache leers happily at her backside.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Coffee 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Coffee 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Coffee 2">>You nod, and it's a few minutes before she finishes the man's order. She doesn't wiggle as much as Justine does, but she does bend a lot more. Finally you're able to order a caramel latte, with extra caramel. @@.hotpink;"Want it quick, or want the show?"@@ Her voice is bored and nonchalant, plainly used to this part of the transaction process. You wonder if she asks everyone that question, or just the <<if $fem gte 800>><<AddFem 1>>girls<<else>>ones who aren't creepy old dudes<</if>>. @@.yellow;"Um, quick is fine."@@ Perving on a girl right outside the door of your work seems like a bad idea. Besides, you get to ogle Justine all day long when you're on the job; as pretty as this girl is, she can't hold a candle to your <<if $fem gte 800>>bestie<<else>>friend<</if>>. Heck, most girls can't.<<if $route.candice>> Except for maybe Candice. When she smiles she trumps everyone else.<</if>> You also get a bagel. Food and drink in hand, you realize you can't make it home without spilling everything, but you don't want to eat breakfast outside of a convenience store. You decide to [[head to the nearby park and eat there.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Coffee 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Coffee 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Coffee 3">><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">><<if $flag.activitysignup>>It looks different from your kickball days. Less big red balls, for one. <</if>> The park is busy, which makes sense for a Saturday morning. A group of kids are practicing soccer under the watchful eyes of two adult coaches, while on the far side of the field a man flies a drone in large, lazy loops that circle the entire park. A mama duck leads her children on a trek across the field, perhaps looking for food. There's a couple with a picnic basket, and you spot a few teen girls practicing dance moves together. You settle onto an empty bench and enjoy your meal. You'd had to steer the bike with one hand, the other holding the cup, while the bagel was clutched in your mouth. As a result, about a fourth of the latte is on your hand instead of in the cup, but the view is nice enough that you don't mind. For a few minutes you sit there, eating and drinking, taking pleasure in the sunny day and the good coffee. For once you feel really peaceful; you're so relaxed, in fact, that when someone clears their throat from a few feet away [[you almost jump out of your seat.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Coffee 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Coffee 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Coffee 4">>@@.otherblue;"Can I join you?"@@ The speaker has a red baseball cap pulled low over his face, but you can still make out a light complexion and acne scars. Despite the summer heat he's wearing a bulky beige trench coat. It's completely closed and goes down to his ankles, out of which pokes two dirty boots. A wet rag hangs out of one of his pockets. Car keys dangle out of the other, complete with a purple keychain with a stylized M on it. In the parking lot is an old van with the same design. The van is as dirty as its owner. In fact, what was likely once a white paint job is now more of a smoky grey. Both of the back windows are missing. @@.yellow;"Um."@@ You don't want to jump to conclusions, nor do you want to judge a book by its cover, but in this case the book is titled Serial Rapists: A Guide and the author is asking for your name so he can dedicate it to you. You could say no, but he might react poorly. <<if $fem gte 830>><<AddFem 2>>Maybe tell him your boyfriend is coming and the seat is taken? You shouldn't need an excuse, but that would also tell him that you're expecting another guy to come along, and that might scare him off.<<else>> You could maybe just walk away and leave the bench to him, and avoid dealing with him entirely.<</if>> Alternatively, you could say yes and let him have a seat, but that seems like the worst idea. Is it, though? It's daylight, and there's tons of people around. What harm could the guy really do? He's waiting for your answer. <<if $fem gte 832>>[[Say no.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Coffee 5"; $temp.number1 to 1]] <<else>>[[Leave.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Coffee 5"; $temp.number1 to 2]] <</if>>[[Say yes.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Coffee 5"; $temp.number1 to 3]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Coffee 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Coffee 5">><<if $temp.number1 eq 1>><<AddFem 3>>@@.yellow;"Sorry, my boyfriend is meeting me."@@ That seems like the safest response. It provides an excuse, while also subtly tells the stranger not to mess with you. @@.otherblue;"Oh. Sorry to bother you."@@ He leaves you alone, and you watch him limp slowly to another bench. The one you're sitting on is closest to the parking lot, and as the man walks it's clear he's in a significant amount of pain. Perhaps his interest in sitting next to you was because of his leg? You feel a little badly now, but not much. It's likely that he's putting on an act, and even if he isn't one limp doesn't change how rapey he looks. When he sits down he unbuttons his coat and removes two loaves of bread, the plastic on them unopened. The mama duck does a beeline right for him, apparently recognizing him. Her chicks follow her in <<if $fem gte 903>>an adorable<<else>>a<</if>> straight line. You watch out of the corner of your eye as he spends ten minutes slowly feeding her and her babies. You can hear him talking to them in low, soothing tones, though you can't make out the words. When you finish your meal you leave the park, wondering if you were mean to a nice guy or if you were just behaving appropriately to prevent some sort of possible assault. [[The man looked so creepy, after all.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Coffee 6"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>>@@.yellow;"I was just leaving."@@ You get up and hurry past him, half worried that he'll reach out and stop you, but he doesn't. @@.otherblue;"Have a good day,"@@ he calls back after you. You give a half-hearted wave but don't turn around. You leave the park, relieved to have avoided an unpleasant encounter. [[The man looked so creepy, after all.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Coffee 6"]] You were almost finished eating, anyway. You just hope you won't spill any more of your latte.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 3>><<AddFem 2>>Considering how much hell your life has been because of misunderstandings over your appearance, you want to give others the benefit of the doubt. @@.yellow;"Um, sure."@@ Your arachnid sense tingles as the man sits down next to you. If the guy does anything creepy you'll get up and leave right away. Your hand tightens a bit on the coffee cup. He settles down next to you with a groan. One leg he stretches out, but the other curls in slightly under the bench. @@.otherblue;"Thank you."@@ He sounds genuinely grateful. His cap continues to obstruct most of his face, so you can't see anything but his mouth. @@.yellow;"No problem."@@ He opens his trench coat and pulls out two loaves of bread that he somehow tied to the inside. @@.otherblue;"Will it bother you if I feed the ducks? If so, I can go to a different bench."@@ @@.yellow;"Um, no. It's fine."@@ You watch with some curiosity as he tears off a hunk of bread and grinds it in his hands, throwing a mess of crumbs out in front of the both of you. A far-off quack draws your eyes to the mother duck, who is heading in a beeline for your bench. Her chicks follow her in <<if $fem gte 753>>an adorable<<else>>a<</if>> straight line. You sit there, watching the ducklings tumble over each other while they eat. They still have the downy baby feathers that infant ducks are born with, so they can't be too old. The silence is almost companionable. You stay until you finish your coffee and bagel. @@.otherblue;"Have a nice day,"@@ the man says as you get up to leave. @@.yellow;"You too."@@ You're obviously glad that nothing happened, but you wonder if you should be more careful in the future. Just because you want to be nice doesn't mean you should engage in risky behavior, like hanging out with dudes who drive rape vans. You get on your bike and [[leave the park.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Coffee 6"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Coffee 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Coffee 6">>Instead of heading directly home you stop at the grocery store to get some snacks. <<if $temp.switch1>>Justine wiped out all your junk food the last time she was over, and you need to restock before she visits again.<<else>>You ate all your gummy worms the other night while reading Astoria and you know that if Justine visits any time soon she'll want some junk food.<</if>> You head right for the candy aisle, intent on grabbing several things for yourself and one thing for Justine. You've learned that it's best to have a "distraction snack" to prevent her from raiding everything. It's worked twice; the other times she's found all the sweets anyways. Maybe you should hide them under your bed next time. <<if $temp.number1 eq 2>>There's an employee stocking shelves right by where the candy is. Next to him is a large supply cart laden with boxes of products. You try to skirt past him, but you realize right away that [[he'll need to move the cart in order for you to reach what you want.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Store nonsense"]]<<else>>There's an employee stocking shelves there, with a half-empty supply cart next to him. He's not blocking your access to the snacks you want, thankfully. As you grab a few different things he surprises you by talking to you. @@.red;"Sugar Tabs, huh? I love those."@@ @@.yellow;"Cool."@@ You walk past him and head toward the self-checkout.<</if>> Once you've paid you leave and [[head home.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Store nonsense ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Store nonsense">><<AddFem 3>>@@.yellow;"Excuse me."@@ He looks up. He's heavyset, but his face doesn't reflect that. If he lost weight he'd probably be quite the looker. @@.red;"Oh, sorry."@@ He slowly stands up. He's a bit taller than you, but only by a few inches. @@.red;"Did you need something?"@@ He looks almost eager to help you. You point to the candy. @@.yellow;"Do you mind moving your cart?"@@ He looks to where you finger is pointing. @@.red;" Sugar Tabs, huh? Those are some of my favorites, too."@@ He pushes the cart a little, but it doesn't move nearly enough for you to reach the shelves. @@.red;"Are those for you, or your boyfriend?"@@ @@.yellow;"Me. Can you move it a little more?"@@ He doesn't reply for a second, so you try to explain. @@.yellow;"I can't reach it from here."@@ He takes you quite literally, and moves it another inch down. @@.red;"Your boyfriend doesn't like them? If I had a girlfriend I'd buy these for her all the time."@@ [[He turns and smiles at you.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Store nonsense 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Store nonsense 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Store nonsense 2">><<AddFem 2>>You're getting a little annoyed. @@.yellow;"I don't have a boyfriend."@@ <<if $route.chris and $route.jake>>You aren't sure what Chris or Jake are to you, but you haven't had the boyfriend talk with them, yet. So it's technically true, right?<<elseif $route.chris>>You aren't sure what you and Chris are, but there's been no formal relationship talk, so you're still single. Right?<<elseif $route.jake>>You don't know what you and Jake are. Confusing? That's probably the best answer.<</if>> Why does this stockboy care so much about who your boyfriend is? @@.red;"Really? A @@<<if $fem gte 752>>@@.red;ravishing@@<<else>>@@.red;gorgeous@@<</if>>@@.red; gal like you?"@@ He shakes his head like that's the worst thing he's ever heard. @@.red;"If you were my girlfriend I'd spoil you."@@ @@.yellow;"Can you please just move the cart?"@@ @@.red;"Wow, a guy gives you a compliment and you don't even say thank you? Maybe that's why you're single."@@ He pushes the cart a little, but not hard enough, and [[it actually rocks backward to its previous position.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Store nonsense 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Store nonsense 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Store nonsense 3">><<if $fem gte 800>><<AddFem 2>>@@.yellow;"Please just move your cart."@@ You're so tired of putting up with interactions like these. Six weeks of life as a girl has had its ups and downs. You've made cool friends and done fun things; you've experimented with drugs and alcohol; you've gone to bars and clubs. But you're sick of wondering if every interaction with a male stranger is going to involve them hitting on you. Is he smiling because he's happy, or because he's picturing you bent over? Is he talking to you because he's friendly, or because he wants to ask you out? It's exhausting. @@.red;"You're lucky I'm a nice guy,"@@ he crosses his arms and scowls. @@.red;"Most douchebags would treat you like crap after you were so rude, but I'm still willing to give you a chance. If you apologize I think we could start over. I get off in twenty, we could head to my house and watch an unboxing video. My housemates are gone until tonight, so we could have some privacy."@@ The more he talks the more eager his voice gets. @@.yellow;"No thanks."@@ You decide you aren't going to get what you want, and this guy definitely won't either. You grab some chips and flavored popcorn and stomp off, annoyed. You really wanted Sugar Tabs. @@.red;"If you walk away I probably won't give you another shot,"@@ he calls after you. You ignore him and head toward the self-checkout.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.yellow;"Fuck this."@@ You turn and grab a bag of chips and a bag of flavored popcorn. @@.red;"It's rude to curse!"@@ His voice follows you down the aisle. @@.red;"We're a family friendly store!"@@ You ignore him and head to the self-checkout. In a month and a half as a girl you've learned that any interaction with a guy has the potential to turn into something awkward. Are they complimenting you and being nice, or are they hitting on you? Are they smiling because they're happy, or because they're undressing you with their eyes? As Danny you were invisible whatever you did, as $name you can't buy a box of fucking Sugar Tabs without being swarmed by dicks. Figuratively and literally.<</if>> <<AddFem 2>>You'd asked Justine once about what she does when guys get creepy and hit on her while she's trying to run errands. Did she complain to the manager or anything? She'd said she never bothered; most adults will either think the girl is overreacting, or they'll assume she encouraging it. @@.purple;"I just ignored it,"@@ she'd told you. @@.purple;"Worst thing for them is watching me walk away and knowing they'll never get any."@@ You pay for your snacks and then [[you head home.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home">><<routes>><<job "store">>Back in the cottage you feel a bit bored. You text Justine asking if she wants to hang out but she says she has plans with Tiger. Feeling a little bored and restless, you wonder if you should ask her if she knows where you get some weed. Or maybe you should just stay in and watch a movie? <<if $fem gte 870>>The more you think about it, the more you feel like you can't relax unless you have a little help doing so. A few hard lemonades could do the truck, but you aren't legally able to get those. Justine said she was busy, but if you [[ask her for weed|W6Sat][$control.location to "Weed"]] she can maybe tell you who she usually gets it from.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $fem gte 800>>Hmm, Justine already said she's busy. If you ask her for weed she'll probably tell you to go ask her dealer, like Calvin or someone. That might not be a good idea. Maybe you should just [[watch a movie.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Movie"]] Plus, you don't want to turn into some sort of serial drug user, do you? But, don't you trust Justine? It might be fun to relax. You could [[ask her about weed.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Weed"]] That isn't a big deal, right? You've never gotten high on your own, but it might be just what you need to unwind.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>The more you think about it, the more you don't think it's a good idea to ask Justine for weed. She's busy, and you don't feel like bothering her. [[Watch a movie.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Movie"]]<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">><<if $temp.switch3>>By the time you pull up to the cottage your clothes have almost dried all the way.<</if>> As soon as you enter your home you shut the door and sit down on the couch. <<if $temp.switch3>>I try to be nice and look where it gets me. You just flashed half of Main Street.<<else>>Next time I'll stick to eating at home. It was a fun outing, but you really should be saving money.<</if>> You open up your laptop and browse Peddit for a while, catching up with all of the top posts. <<if $route.val>>An alert on your phone interrupts you and you pick it up, frowning. It's a reminder that you'd set for yourself, and as you look at it you remember. Val! The two of you haven't spoken in almost a week, not since the kiss. She's always works at the bookstore on the weekends, and you'd decided to set an alarm to prompt you to go talk to her. You go into the eWardrobe to freshen up and maybe even change clothes. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Valerie">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "makeup"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<WearPajama>>Once you feel like you've seen enough memes you put your laptop away. Feeling restless, you open it back up and log into Vapor, a game retailer that also serves as a library for your purchases, and on top of that it lets you play games right through the program. Despite just deciding to save money, you splurge and pay ten dollars for an indie game with retro graphics. It's about four dudes who put on half-man-half-tortoise costumes and get stuck that way. They train with some pirates and become the Middle-Aged Costumed Buccaneer Tortoises, fighting crime with different weapons like a peg leg and a musket. It's not very fun. You play it for a bit and then request a refund. What a dumb game. It did make you hanker for more Anne Bonny, so you put your pirate show on and [[watch that until bed time.|W6Sun]] Once it's over you change into your pajamas and go to sleep.<</if>><</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Valerie ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Valerie">><<AddFem 1>>You get on your bike and head over to the bookstore. Along the way you try to rehearse what you're going to say. Hey Val, when we made out is it because you were drunk, or are you into me? By the way, I have a penis. <<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 2>>Except for right now, but it's coming back, I swear.<</if>> So, how 'bout that date? You shake your head. Maybe you're better off just winging it. When you arrive you pause for a moment to look through the front window. You can see Val sitting behind the register, a book open in front of her, though she isn't reading it. Her phone is out, and she peers at it with a face of anguish. She's chewing on her lower lip, clearly anxious. For a moment you admire her good looks, but then you remember why you're there. Is now a good time to bother her? Maybe you should come back another time. She looks busy with something. The temptation to turn around and go home increases. Neither you nor Val are very assertive people; initiating a conversation about romance and stuff doesn't come naturally. Although, to be fair, most of the stuff you've done in the last five weeks has been out of your comfort zone. She's the only chick in this whole town who's seemed into me, you tell yourself for the third time in two minutes. If you leave now, you're resigning yourself to six more weeks of dicks and no chicks. But is that a good enough reason to go bother her? Because she's the only one? Nah, you think, studying her through the window. I'd like her even if there were a thousand other girls after me. She loves the Astoria series as much as you do. She's cute, and smart. She's funny. She's nice. [[What's not to like?|W6Sat][$control.location to "Valerie 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Valerie 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Valerie 2">>But what if we only kissed because she was drunk? That would suck. Once again you hesitate about going inside. You know you can't linger outside of the bookstore for forever. Val will spot you eventually. So it's either leave and not talk to her, or go inside and deal with it. I'm a man, you remind yourself. <<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 1>>Regardless of what your genitalia currently looks like. <</if>>You can't be scared of talking to girls. So far every single date and kiss have been initiated by someone else. Shouldn't you man up and take the lead for once? I've waited my whole life for a girl to be interested in me. I can't ignore it now that it's finally happened! Worst comes to worst she wants to be friends. And best comes to best, she wants to be more. You nod, feeling more confident. I can do this. You take a deep breath. With your internal pep talk complete, you enter the bookstore. Val mechanically looks up as you enter. @@.val;"Hi, welc – $name. Oh. Hey."@@ She puts her phone face down, her cheeks glowing slightly pink. @@.yellow;"Hey."@@ You clear your throat and shift in place. @@.yellow;"Can we talk?"@@ Her cheeks grow even pinker. Is that what I look like when I get embarrassed? There's no way, you decide. It's too cute, and you're not a real girl, so on you it probably looks lame. @@.val;"Um. Sure. Yeah."@@ She stands up and awkwardly circles around the counter, knocking over a stack of books in the process. @@.val;"Crap!"@@ She crouches down to retrieve them. @@.val;"Sorry, one sec. I'm so freakin' clumsy."@@ She sounds embarrassed. Without thinking [[you bend down and help her pick them up.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Valerie 3"]] When you hand her the last one she gives you a soft @@.val;"Thanks."@@ Her face is hidden by her hair, only the rims of her glasses peeking out.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Valerie 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Valerie 3">><<AddFem 3>>@@.yellow;"Of course."@@ Her hand grazes yours as she takes the book from you, and both of you flinch from the unexpected physical contact. She jumps backward and you lose your balance. You stare at each other for a moment. Val has her back against a bookshelf, panic written on her face. You'd fallen onto your butt, your hand held out like it's on fire. Both of you stay that way for a moment before you each burst out into laughter. @@.val;"You look so silly,"@@ she wheezes. @@.yellow;"You're not much better,"@@ you giggle. @@.yellow;"I think you're not the only clumsy one."@@ You help her to her feet. @@.val;"I'm sorry, I'm being super weird."@@ She smiles at you shyly, biting her lip again. @@.val;"This is kind of new territory for me."@@ @@.yellow;"Me too,"@@ you assure her. @@.yellow;"And no problem."@@ She gives you a strange look. @@.val;"So you've never, um,"@@ she hesitates before nodding and continuing on, the words pouring out of her mouth as if she won't be able to say them unless it's as quick as possible. @@.val;"Am I the first girl you've ever kissed?"@@ You hate that the distinction is girl and not person. You wish she were the first person you'd ever kissed, but unfortunately that prize goes to a guy. @@.yellow;"Yeah,"@@ [[you admit.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Valerie 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Valerie 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Valerie 4">>She swallows. @@.val;"Are you, like, gay or something? Or do you like guys?"@@ Your first instinct is to deny being gay, but you know that in this context "gay" means "liking girls." Years of being insulted with slurs like "fag" have taught you to reject any association with the idea. That isn't what she means, you remind yourself. @@.yellow;"The truth is,"@@ you take a deep breath. What is the truth? What can you say? @@.yellow;"I have no idea what I am."@@ You exhale. Huh. That's... actually exactly how you feel. Things have been confusing for a while. At first you acted like a girl, thinking it was a short-term charade that would be over soon. But things have gotten complicated. Very complicated. <<if $fem gte 780>><<AddFem 1>>Do you like being a girl? It's weird. Being Danny was sort of a miserable experience. It was lonely. But being $name is the opposite. It's hard not to like that.<<else>>You don't like being a girl, but it has been feeling a little more natural lately. Once I'm back to being Danny this will all just be a bad dream.<</if>> She clears her throat. @@.val;"Me too,"@@ she whispers. You look at her in surprise. @@.yellow;"Really?"@@ So Val doesn't know what she is, either? You hadn't been expecting that. You'd figured she would tell you she was drunk and it was a mistake, but you'd partially hoped… well, you don't know. You hadn't really gotten that far into thinking about it. It's always been easier to not think and to not hope. [[The risk of disappointment is much smaller that way.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Valerie 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Valerie 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Valerie 5">><<AddFem 4>>@@.val;"I don't know."@@ She leans against the counter. @@.val;"I have an ex-boyfriend. He's the worst."@@ The blonde girl looks down at her shoes, deep in thought. @@.val;"I found him attractive when we dated. And we had sex. But it wasn't great. And the chemistry just kind of fizzled."@@ She looks up, meeting your gaze. @@.val;"I've found girls pretty before, of course. On TV, and stuff. And one time I..."@@ she trails off, her cheeks heating up again. @@.val;"You're not the first girl I've thought was cute. But you're the first one I've kissed."@@ She chews her lip and looks down again. @@.yellow;"Um. Me too."@@ She looks up, one eyebrow quirked. @@.yellow;"I mean, you're the first girl I've kissed."@@ Your brain keeps replaying what she just said. You're not the first girl I've thought was cute. So she thinks you're cute! As a girl. Is that a good or a bad thing? One of Val's feet kicks out, her toe tracing a small circle on the floor. @@.val;"So what now?"@@ That is a very good question. Val thinks you're cute. You think she's amazing. You two have kissed. She likes girls and guys. You… don't want to think about what you like. But it's definitely still girls. @@.yellow;"When are you done working today?"@@ She glances toward the clock on the wall. @@.val;"I've got a half hour left. Why?"@@ [[You try to keep your voice casual.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Valerie 6"]] @@.yellow;"Would you want to go do something?"@@ Perfect. That was super smooth.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Valerie 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Valerie 6">>She seems taken aback by the question. @@.val;"You mean, like a date?"@@ @@.yellow;"Yeah."@@ You gulp. Here it comes. She'll reject you. No way a girl as pretty as her would ever date you. Even if you are $name, deep inside you're still Danny. And no girl has ever given two shits for Danny. Why would this be any different. You ready yourself for what comes next. You'll apologize, and turn to leave, trying not to look too upset. But Val doesn't laugh, or recoil in disgust. She doesn't demand that you leave, or roll her eyes. Instead she smiles. @@.val;"I'd like that."@@ Ho-lee-shit. You asked Val out and she said yes! You want to whoop for excitement. Is it wrong to fist bump the girl right after asking her out? You want to do a happy dance. Even I know better than that. Instead of doing any of those things you try to play it cool. @@.yellow;"Great."@@ [[You try to be as nonchalant as possible.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Valerie 7"]] @@.yellow;"What should we do?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Valerie 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Valerie 7">>She snorts. @@.val;"Really, $name? You asked me out, but you don't even know where we're going?"@@ Your excitement flees as quickly as it arrived. She thinks I'm an idiot. This is the moment when she'll reject you, when she'll realize you're a loser and she deserves better and – @@.val;"Hey."@@ Val has stepped closer, one hand outstretched, gently touching your shoulder. @@.val;"I was just teasing you, that's all. You okay?"@@ You nod, your heart pounding so wildly you're sure she can hear it. You hadn't realized your expression had given your feelings away. @@.yellow;"Yeah, sorry."@@ You force out a laugh, like you were just being funny or something. You hope it sounded more convincing to her than it did to you. @@.yellow;"Just nerves, I guess."@@ She seems to understand. @@.val;"It's okay,"@@ she says softly, her other hand tenderly reaching out, holding you. @@.val;"I know it's a small town. I know it's scary, but people won't mind, really."@@ Well, maybe she doesn't understand after all. [[But you feel comforted anyway.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Valerie 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Valerie 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Valerie 8">>@@.val;"I'm going to start to close up. Give me a bit?"@@ You let her do what she needs to; you spend the next twenty minutes strolling around the store, examining the books that are on the shelves. You could spend hours skimming titles and reading cover jackets. Bookstores have always been as exciting as video game retailers. More so, in some ways. You can't play a game until you get home, but a book you can dive right into. @@.val;"Ready,"@@ Val announces. You look up from a graphic novel you'd been skimming through and put it back on the shelf. @@.val;"I don't suppose you've been thinking about what we should do?"@@ @@.yellow;"Shit."@@ Instead of brainstorming date ideas you looked at a comic book about Blackbeard's rise in notoriety. She laughs, a melodic sound that eases you at once. She's not really upset if she can laugh like that. @@.val;"Dinner, then? I'm starving."@@ You nod enthusiastically. @@.yellow;"Sounds great!"@@ You look outside, where your bike leans against the storefront. @@.yellow;"Um."@@ Shit. Val looks amused. @@.val;"How about we put your bike in the back, and I'll drive."@@ @@.yellow;"Thanks."@@ I really need to work on my dating skills. You and Val retrieve your bicycle, and then [[you get into her car.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Valerie 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Valerie 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Valerie 9">>Val's car is old, and the inside is a mess. Receipts are everywhere; the small slips of paper are crammed into cup holders, on the passenger seat and on the floor of the vehicle. Apparently Val has a sweet tooth, because empty chocolate wrappers are also in supply. A number of sweaters are in the backseat, and you think you spot no less than three different pairs of shoes as well. Val quickly wipes your seat off, her face glowing pink once again. @@.val;"Sorry,"@@ she mumbles, her hair hiding her eyes from you. @@.val;"I would have cleaned up if I'd known I'd have company."@@ @@.yellow;"It's okay,"@@ you try to reassure her. @@.yellow;"I don't mind, really."@@ But it is kind of gross. She starts the car. @@.val;"Where should we go?"@@ You shrug. @@.yellow;"No preference here. Just not to my work."@@ Not because you don't want them to see you, but because <<if $flag.tf>>Kurt goes there often, and you don't need Lisa to hear that you're out on a date with a girl.<<else>>it's a bit pricy, and you always think people who come into the restaurant to eat on their day off are sort of weird.<</if>> @@.val;"I know a place."@@ She chews her lower lip. @@.val;"But you may not like it."@@ You smile. @@.yellow;"I'm not a picky eater. Let's give it a shot."@@ <<if $route.arthur>>You're not super hungry; the food you ate with Arthur has barely begun to digest. Even if Val's choice doesn't have anything good you should be fine.<</if>> She nods and [[the two of you hit the road.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Valerie 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Valerie 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Valerie 10">>You both fall into silence as the car ride continues. It turns out that when two awkward, anxious individuals hang out romantically things get... well, awkward. Val is the first one to speak, which you're immensely grateful for. @@.val;"I'm so excited for the Astoria release next month."@@ You perk up. Now this is territory you're comfortable with. @@.yellow;"I know! I can't wait. I pre-ordered it ages ago."@@ @@.val;"Me too. Hey, we should have like a reading party or something when the book comes out. We could hang out and read it together."@@ She gives you a shy, nervous look out the side of her eye. @@.val;"I mean, if you want to."@@ @@.yellow;"That's an awesome idea,"@@ you tell her. @@.yellow;"We could get food, and maybe some wine."@@ You both blush thinking about the last time you drank wine together. You look around the car. @@.yellow;"And, um, chocolate. I guess."@@ She giggles. @@.val;"What girl doesn't like chocolate?"@@ You want to tell her that boys also like chocolate, but it's not relevant, you suppose. The two of you continue to chatter about Astoria, and you're so engrossed in the conversation that you don't even notice she's parking until [[the car comes to a halt.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Valerie 11"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Valerie 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Valerie 11">>The restaurant, which according to the lit up sign on the front is called Green Table, has a quaint look to it. You and Val walk inside, with her getting to the door first and holding it open for you. A waiter looks up almost immediately. @@.blue;"Be right with you guys."@@ He's a tall guy, with pale skin and long dreads. Tattoos cover his forearms, and the flannel shirt and old jeans he has on gives him a distinct "hipster" look. He also seems incredibly friendly. @@.blue;"You've gotta try the chocolate cake,"@@ he tells the customer in front of him. @@.blue;"Tell you what; if you don't like it's on the house and I'll finish it."@@ Val finds an empty table and you join her. @@.yellow;"Chocolate cake, huh? I think I know why we're here."@@ You smile to let her know you're teasing her. @@.val;"Actually, that's not the main reason."@@ She seems a little nervous. @@.val;"I'm a vegetarian."@@ She pauses, as if waiting for your reaction. @@.yellow;"Oh, cool. Is this place a vegetarian restaurant?"@@ She nods. You pick up the menu and look it over. There's a number of vegan options, as well. You've never considered being a vegetarian; you like bacon way too much to give it up. But you don't mind being here. A bunch of the options still look good. @@.val;"You're not mad?"@@ [[She seems surprised.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Valerie 12"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Valerie 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Valerie 12">>@@.yellow;"Um, no?"@@ Are you supposed to be? @@.yellow;"I think it's cool. Unless,"@@ you hesitate. @@.yellow;"If this..."@@ you gesture to her and you, @@.yellow;"keeps going, would you expect me to become one, too?"@@ She quickly shakes her head. @@.val;"No, of course not! You can eat whatever you want to. I guess my ex was just always a jerk about it, and acted like it was a big inconvenience for him."@@ You shrug. @@.yellow;"You do you, girl."@@ You open the menu. @@.yellow;"They have quiche? I've been craving some for a while."@@ She laughs. @@.val;"Thank you,"@@ she murmurs as she picks up her own menu. You look at her from over the top of yours. @@.yellow;"For what?"@@ @@.val;"For liking me the way I am."@@ She shrugs. @@.val;"I think a lot of people get a crush on someone and fantasize about who that person could be, not who they are. You make me feel like the way I am is good enough. So, thank you."@@ Before you can reply the happy waiter comes over. @@.blue;"Alright, hello ladies. Here's some water. Can I get some beverages started for you?"@@ You and Val both tell him that water is fine. @@.blue;"Great. We have some amazing specials this week. A beautiful frittata with eggs from a local farm, I cannot recommend the mushrooms enough with that. If you want something vegan, there's a delicious Mediterranean baked sweet potato. I'm almost out of them, so let me know quickly if you're interested. I'll give you some time to think it over."@@ [[He drifts away to another table.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Valerie 13"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Valerie 13 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Valerie 13">>You and Val talk some more until the waiter returns. You order a quiche, and she gets some rice thing that hopefully tastes better than it sounds, because it sounds blander than, um, rice. The conversation drifts all over the place; she's into country music, she's got a scholarship to study classical literature at the state university next semester, the two of you were actually in the city at the same time several years earlier, but never crossed paths. It's the nicest date you've ever been on. Maybe it's because you were friends well before you went out, or maybe it's because you both have some similar interests. Regardless, the only awkwardness comes from when she catches you staring at her beautiful eyes, or when you spot a text on her phone that says omg you're on a date? With a GIRL? Finally! What's she like? When her phone lights up and you both see it Val quickly flips the device over, hiding the screen, a flush on her face. The food comes, and she offers you a bite of her mush. You taste it, expecting it to be plain, but it's surprisingly savory and filling. Your quiche is really good, as well. You and Val split a slice of chocolate cake at the end, but you decide that next time you'll each get your own. She dives into it with such gusto that you're afraid you'll miss out unless you inhale your half. She treats eating chocolate like a race. The only real weird moment is at the end when the bill comes. You both reach to pay for it. @@.val;"Let me."@@ @@.yellow;"I asked you out,"@@ you protest. @@.val;"We could split it?"@@ You dislike that idea even more. @@.yellow;"But then it's like this isn't even a date, we're just two friends hanging out."@@ In the end she lets you pay, but [[she makes you promise that you'll let her get the next check.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Valerie 14"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Valerie 14 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Valerie 14">><<WearPajama>>Val takes you back to the bookstore so you can retrieve your bike. @@.val;"Sorry, I can't fit it in my car,"@@ she apologizes for the third time, @@.val;"or I'd take you home."@@ @@.yellow;"It's okay."@@ You offer a shy smile. @@.yellow;"I had fun tonight. Can we do this again soon?"@@ She nods. @@.val;"Me too. And definitely."@@ You go to leave the car, but she clears her throat. @@.val;"$name?"@@ You look back, and she surprises you by wrapping her hand around the back of your neck. She pulls you in for a kiss. Val's tongue lightly dances into your mouth, her plump lips working against your mouth in the most tender of ways. My first time kissing a girl sober! It's an exciting moment. When the kiss ends she smiles. @@.val;"See you soon, babe."@@ The smile grows into a flirty grin, and you find yourself echoing it. The entire bike ride home you feel like you're pedaling on air. Sure, you've got a lot of things to stress about. <<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 2>>Like Lisa and your hidden penis, for one.<<else>>Like not having your secret exposed, for one.<</if>> But for some reason you couldn't be more optimistic about life. Val is amazing. Back in the cottage you get ready for bed, then kill some time on Peddit before [[going to sleep.|W6Sun]] Things have never felt so amazing before.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Movie ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Movie">><<WearPajama>>You make the decision to be good and save money. Opening up your laptop, you put on the first thing you can find, Tallahassee Days. It's a comedy about a racehorse rider who loses everything and has to work with his estranged father to win again. It stars the same actor from Half Siblings, another one of your favorite movies. You snack on some of the junk food you got at the store, and when the movie ends you're actually glad you didn't go buy any weed. You're saving up for your dream college, and blowing that money on drugs would be a bad idea. You play some video games for the rest of the day, then [[head to bed.|W6Sun]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Weed ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Weed">><<set $flag.botanics to true>>Justine seems a bit surprised about your request, but her text does say she'll ask Calvin for you. A few minutes go by and you decide to lurk on Peddit to pass the time. Even so, every other minute your eyes wander to the digital clock at the top of your phone. It's almost an hour before she replies that Calvin said fine. She gives you a GPS pin and you practically rush out to your bike. Six weeks ago you'd never been high or drunk in your life. <<if $fem gte 840>>You have to admit, though, that Justine was right about everything more fun when you aren't sober. It's not like being straightedge was a choice, for you. You didn't do things because you had no opportunity to. You're basically just making up for lost time.<<else>><<AddFem 2>>Is this the effect of Justine's influence on you? Is she turning you into a bad boy? I guess to her I would be a bad girl. But it shouldn't be that big a deal. Who cares if you have some drinks with company, or if you get high on a Saturday? You're an adult, legally. You have a job, and you mostly stay out of trouble. Everyone needs their vices, right?<</if>> [[You reach the turn for Calvin's street.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Weed 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Weed 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Weed 2">><<AddFem 2>>Calvin's neighborhood isn't great. It's far enough away from the center of town that nobody will care if the houses have broken windows or trash on the lawn, which many do. Despite it being a sunny weekend day, there are no kids in playing anywhere. You see an old man sitting on his front porch and mean mugging the world, but otherwise the only signs of life are the occasional dog chained up outside of a home. You stop at the address Justine texted you. You don't feel safe leaving your bike in the street, so you haul it with you up the stairs. You're starting to feel tired; between riding your bicycle to get coffee, then the park, then back home, and then to Calvin's you've done way more exercise than you usually do. I probably need it. Your belly has looked a little thicker lately; not anything people other than you would notice, but it almost looks like baby fat. Your legs are still lithe and shapely, so that's nice. You knock on Calvin's door. A dog barks, and that sets off a cacophony of woofs throughout the neighborhood. Various humans scream at their canines to shut up, and you wonder how anyone living here can have a visitor without everyone else knowing about it. Calvin opens the door. He's short, even more than you, with a thin moustache that looks rather pitiful. He's wearing a white t-shirt with a sneaker logo on it, and gym shorts that are way too big for him judging by the fact that the waistband is on his knees. His boxers are plaid, and stained. You wish you couldn't see them, but it is what it is. @@.red;"Yo."@@ He jerks his head back and gestures for [[you to come inside|W6Sat][$control.location to "Weed 3"]]. He's already turning and walking back into the house.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Weed 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Weed 3">><<AddFem 2>>He doesn't say anything about your bike, so you haul it in after you and shut the door, then leave it in the entryway. Calvin has disappeared down the hall, so you follow that way. He's sitting on a couch. In front of him is a scale like the kind you used in science class to weigh compounds. There's a lot of weed on it. And next to it. And loose on the table. There's weed next to Calvin. There's weed on the floor. You feel like you're in a children's book, and the author is a stoner. "I would not, could not, be nice to this runt, I would not, could not, smoke that blunt." There's three other guys in the room. Two are black, with similar enough faces and physiques that you assume they're related. The final guy is white, and big. All four are playing Call of Deity, but a quick glance at the screen tells you that they're scrubs. @@.blue;"Damn, Cal-Girl. Who's this?"@@ One of the black guys puts down his controller and smiles at you. He has very white teeth and his voice is deep and smooth. @@.red;"I dunno. A girl I went to school with vouched for her."@@ [[Calvin looks at you and nods his head.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Weed 4"]] @@.red;"Yo, girl, you look familiar. You been on my dick before?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Weed 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Weed 4">>@@.blue;"Shut the fuck up, Cal-Girl. No way you could get a girl this hot."@@ Eager to turn the conversation from whose dick you've been on, you clear your throat. @@.yellow;"Um. I came for some weed?"@@ @@.red;"Sure, sure. Wanna sit by me while we talk?"@@ He pats the seat next to him eagerly. @@.finalblue;"You are so fuckin' thirsty, Cal-Girl."@@ This comes from the other black guy. @@.finalblue;"Quit actin' like a creepy motherfucker and maybe you'd actually get laid."@@ He looks at you. @@.finalblue;"Ignore him. He's gross, but harmless."@@ Calvin doesn't even seem to care about their comments. @@.red;"How much you want?"@@ @@.yellow;"Um."@@ How much is enough? @@.yellow;"Half a bag?"@@ There's a moment of silence, and then [[all four guys burst out into laughter.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Weed 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Weed 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Weed 5">><<AddFem 2>>@@.blue;"She said she wants 'half a bag.'"@@ @@.finalblue;"Bet when she orders a drink and they ask the size she says 'about a glass full.'"@@ @@.red;"Yeah, yeah,"@@ Calvin bounces in his seat excitedly, @@.red;"I bet when she takes a dick she wants the whole thing."@@ Instantly the other three stop laughing, and for a brief second Calvin is the only one chuckling. He quickly stops when he realizes the others have. @@.blue;"Shut the fuck up Cal-Girl."@@ The one with really nice teeth smiles at you. @@.blue;"Ignore him. I'll whoop his ass later. How much you willing to spend?"@@ Despite being threatened Calvin still smiles broadly. @@.red;"Yeah, yeah. How much you wanna spend?"@@ Before another person can yell at him you cut in. @@.yellow;"Um. Twenty bucks?"@@ Calvin nods and stands back. @@.red;"Be right back."@@ [[He leaves the room back down the hallway.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Weed 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Weed 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Weed 6">><<AddFem 4>>@@.finalblue;"You wanna sit?"@@ You shake your head, intent on staying where you are. @@.yellow;"I rode my bike here, I'm happy to stand for a little."@@ The three guys are all clearly checking you out. The silent big one adjusts his crotch, not even bothering to break eye contact first. Uncomfortable, you blurt out the first thing that comes to mind. @@.yellow;"Why do you call him Cal-Girl?"@@ That sets off another round of laughter. @@.finalblue;"Good story."@@ Calvin returns, a wad of small plastic baggies in one hand. @@.finalblue;"I'll tell you where Cal-Girl comes from."@@ For the first time Calvin's ready smile disappears. @@.finalblue;"This dumbass pissed off the Sails, and he decides to dress up in disguise to hide from them because that's easier than paying them off. He comes here beggin' to hide, wearing a cowboy hat and flannel and all that shit."@@ You get it now. @@.yellow;"Ah. Cowgirl. Cal-Girl."@@ The three heads nod but Calvin shrugs like it's no big deal. @@.red;"Whatever. Money?"@@ You hand him a bill and he quickly puts some weed on the scale. Satisfied with what he sees, he swipes what's there into one of the baggies and holds it out for you, along with the twenty. @@.red;"You ride me reverse cowgirl and I'll give it to you for free."@@ [[He winks lewdly.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Weed 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Weed 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Weed 7">><<AddFem 2>>Almost immediately the guy with nice teeth hurls his controller at Calvin, who yelps in pain. @@.blue;"I'm gonna whoop your ass later,"@@ he snarls. @@.finalblue;"Did you seriously just offer her twenty bucks of green for sex, you dumb motherfucker?"@@ While Calvin rubs his stomach where the controller hit him you take the baggie. @@.yellow;"I'm good."@@ You wave bye to the room. @@.yellow;"Thanks!"@@ There's a chorus of "see yas" as you leave, along with more mockery of Calvin. You feel kind of badly for him, but you can't deny it was sort of satisfying to see him get knocked down a peg every time he said something inappropriate to you. You take your bike outside and start the trek home. In a way, you're lucky things happened as they did. What if the guys had agreed with Calvin instead of ridiculing him? Maybe showing up to a drug dealer's house by yourself while dressed like a chick isn't a good idea. How does Justine usually do it? You're almost completely home before you realize that you have no idea how to smoke the drugs you just bought. Justine always brought over joints, and you have no tools. With a groan you get off your bike and enter that cottage. All that effort and [[you can't even get high.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Weed 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Weed 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Weed 8">><<WearPajama>>In the end you don't enjoy any of your purchase. You hide it with your snacks and figure that maybe Justine can use it the next time you two hang out. I'm an idiot. You mentally kick yourself again. Too tired to go anywhere else, you spend the rest of the day watching TV before [[going to bed.|W6Sun]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Janet ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Janet">>After you're dressed you wonder if heading to the clubhouse is a good idea. You're very likely to run into some of the Sails there, and you don't want to even think about what might happen next. Maybe you should head to the laundry first? On the other hand, your gut just insists that the laundry is waste of time. What will you do? <<if $fem gte 1200>>[[Go to the clubhouse first.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Club trip"]] There's a higher risk that you'll stumble onto one of the gropey criminals, but something tells you that this is where you'll find Janet.<<else>>[[Go to the laundry first.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Laundry trip"]] It's unlikely that you'll stumble onto any criminals there. If you don't find Janet you can try the clubhouse next.<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Club trip ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Club trip">><<AddFem 3>>The bike ride to the clubhouse couldn't be more any unpleasant. It has nothing to do with the day outside and everything to do with your mental state. In a direct contrast to the sunny weather and chirping birds, you're <<if $fem gte 1353>>resigned, yet concerned. Will Janet make more demans of you? Will she honor the agreement that was made and tell Doctor Murphy to change you back?<<else>>agitated. Janet should honor your bargain, but would she? And what about the shopping trip tomorrow with Camilla? It makes little sense for you go to get a whole new wardrobe if you're deal with the Sails queen is almost over.<</if>> Though it's early for a Saturday, the clubhouse's parking lot is full of motorcycles and other vehicles. A half dozen old cars sit in one corner, while three pickup trucks that have seen better days comprise another. The bikes are mostly dark, somber colors. Lots of black and dark silver, matching the colors of the Sails' vests. You'd guess the lot is half-full, but that's still far more people than you're comfortable with. Every motorcycle means one more criminal is inside the building. Why are they there? Is it going to be like the morning after Lyle screwed you in the ass? You'd woken up to a crowd of passed out bodies, men and women in various states of undress, [[a fresh whore tattoo stinging your skin.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Club trip 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Club trip 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Club trip 2">><<if $fem gte 1350>><<AddFem 2>>You stand outside the door, almost too paralyzed to enter. The last time you'd been here you'd been fucked by three men. The last time you were here on a weekend morning you'd literally woken up with a changed appearance. What will happen this time? What fresh hell will Janet have in store for you? You're almost tempted to back away and go home. Every visit just makes things worse. You're almost on your bike again before you stop yourself. You can't leave. You can't. There's Justine, for one. For another, there's your dick. It's trapped inside of you, and you won't get it back until Janet reverses things. <<else>>You push the memories away. They threaten to overwhelm you as you stand on the asphalt. If you're not careful you'd psych yourself out before you even walked in the door. This isn't the place to show any sort of weakness. Every person inside is likely to be some sort of criminal, and like predators in the wild they can sense fear. Worse than any of them is Janet. If you give her an inch she'll take your life, your job, your home and leave you with nothing but a pair of stripper heels and maybe a roll of condoms. The latter only if she's in a good mood. You can't show a single chink in your armor.<</if>>With equal parts reluctance and "not seeing any other damn choice" you leave your bike and walk inside. The open door lets the sunlight in, illuminating a stuffy room full of prone bodies. It's just like the morning after Lyle claimed your ass. You think you recognize Hawthorne there, empty beer cans strewn around him. It's hard to tell, because a naked woman lies across him, her crotch resting on his face. You can see his sharp nose poke out from in between her ass cheeks, and although his mouth is hidden he looks happy. @@.red;"Close the fuckin' door,"@@ [[someone grumbles.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Club trip 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Club trip 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Club trip 3">>You gulp and step further in, letting the door shut behind you. Instantly the room plunges into near-darkness. It's too dim to see anything, so you take out your phone to give you some light. You don't dare use anything brighter than the screen, though. What do I do now? You'd hoped to find Janet here, but in the mess of bodies you don't see her. Should you leave and try to go find her at the laundry? For a moment you think you spot Lyle, and your heart pounds, but on further inspection it isn't him. If Lyle or one of the other Sails who you fucked is here, what will they say when they see you? You might not get out of here without being pulled into more sexcapades. <<if $fem gte 1340>><<AddFem 3>>At least if that does happen it will be the last time you have to get screwed by a dude.<<else>>You hope you can avoid that no matter what.<</if>> The back hallway is there, with all the small side rooms and the door to the outside. Maybe she's back there? You don't want to head all the way to laundry just to find that Janet was fifteen feet from you at the clubhouse. You pick your way over the sleeping figures, trying not to disturb anyone, more out of fear for what might happen than out of consideration. You're forced to take a zigzagging route rather than head straight to the hallway, but you manage to get there without stepping on anyone, which feels like a minor victory. [[You enter the hallway and shut the door behind you|W6Sat][$control.location to "Club trip 4"]], moving it slowly and carefully until you hear the telltale click.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Club trip 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Club trip 4">>The long passages stretches out in front of you, like a hotel hallway where every door is uniform. There are no numbers to differentiate the rooms they lead to, but you don't need a marker to tell you which one is the room you were in three nights earlier. Every step you'd need to take to reach it is practically burned into your memory. You've had <<if $fem gte 1380>>dreams<<else>>nightmares<</if>> about it; slowly moving one foot in front another, a big man behind you, his crotch bumping into you to prompt you to go faster. You stand there, unsure of how to proceed. Do you open every single door to see if Janet is inside? What if there are Sails and windtraps in the rooms, getting busy? They won't like being interrupted, or worse, they may think you're there to join in. You slowly move forward, trying to be quiet and listen for any sounds. Maybe you'll be able to hear Janet talking, and then you won't need to open any doors at all. You don't have much hope for the strategy, but it's far more appealing than entering rooms at random. Knowing your luck you'd walk right into a naked Lyle, fully erect and eager for release. Toward the middle of the passageway you think you hear something. You continue further on; at the very of the hall is a door, and it's slightly ajar. As you get closer [[two voices become much more distinct.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Club trip 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Club trip 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Club trip 5">>@@.janet;" – doesn't care. They're moving in on the West Sails and Corman doesn't think he can hold the territory. Dad wants you or Leo up there before those skinheads can hit one more brother."@@ That's definitely Janet's voice. You creep even closer to try to hear what she's saying. @@.lyle;"Then fuckin' send Leo."@@ That sounds like Lyle. @@.lyle;"I just got back from up north and I don't wanna hit the road again so soon. Give me at least a fuckin' week, ma."@@ Silence for a moment. You can imagine Janet, cigarette in one hand, glaring at her son while Lyle gazes back, proud and defiant. @@.janet;"Since when have you cared about bein' here? Last summer you and Tiger were beggin' your dad every day to get sent out."@@ Lyle doesn't respond right away. You edge even closer until your ear is right next to the gap between door and wall. You try to breathe as quietly as possible. You know you shouldn't be here, you know that if they catch you there will be hell to pay. Lyle is exactly the last person you wanted to run into. But with the way Janet uses information to manipulate and get what she wants, you can't risk going into any talks with her blind. [[Anything you glean from this conversation could be valuable later.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Club trip 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Club trip 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Club trip 6">><<AddFem 3>>Plus, if Lyle is going to be sent away then that's perfect news for you. The timing literally couldn't be any better; he'll be out of town while you have the reversal surgery. No worries about unexpected visits from him or anything. Yeah, you'd have another six weeks to avoid him, but now that he "knows" you have a vagina it should be easy to trick him into thinking you're getting your period again, should he come to the cottage for more sex. If that happens you can blow him, or let him do anal some more. It's not ideal, but the sooner you can go back to having your penis out and proud the better you'll feel. @@.janet;"Well? Unless it's in the club's best interests for you to stay here, you know what dad will say."@@ @@.lyle;"Then dad can go fuck off,"@@ Lyle snarls back. @@.lyle;"Leo hasn't had to do shit for two months."@@ Who's this Leo they keep mentioning? Could that be Lyle's big brother, the one in the picture Janet showed you at the laundry? @@.lyle;"Every place I go, the brothers are worried, they wanna know what we're doin', they're askin' about war. I'm the one who's had to deal with this shit. Not you, not dad, not Leo. I'm fuckin' sick of it."@@ A war? Between gangs? Janet did just say something about another group attacking the Sails. @@.janet;"Don't be an ass. Leo just got married and he's taking time off. You know that."@@ You expect Lyle to argue more, but [[you're surprised by how resigned the next words are.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Club trip 7"]] @@.lyle;"Yeah. I know. Fine, when does dad want me out?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Club trip 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Club trip 7">>@@.janet;"I'll ask him. Take three or five guys with you, too. Start askin' around who's available."@@ @@.lyle;"I know how to do my job."@@ There's silence for a moment, and then something is said too indistinctly for you to understand. You try to edge even closer, and your shoulder bumps into the door, pushing it further open slightly. It creeks in the process, and you freeze where you are. Did they hear you? They're still talking, so it doesn't seem like they noticed. @@.janet;"How are things otherwise? You still seein' that snobby gash in Lakehill?"@@ @@.lyle;"Nah. She got on my nerves."@@ @@.janet;"Too bad, I liked her. Prissy bitch, but feisty as hell."@@ @@.lyle;"We done here?"@@ Lyle sounds annoyed. @@.lyle;"The brothers are gonna start waking up, and I wanna see who can with me before they take off."@@ Janet says something back, but you're too busy panicking to hear what it is. If Lyle comes out this door he'll definitely see you! There's no way you'd have enough time to run back down the hall either. There are closed doors to either side of you. [[You could maybe try one of those?|W6Sat][$control.location to "Club trip 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Club trip 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Club trip 8">>You're in luck. The nearest room is unlocked, and you slip into the room as quietly as you can. You gently shut the door, wincing at the loud click that comes at the end. You hold your breath and listen, wondering if they heard you. @@.lyle;"...bald motherfucker wants to go. Harp hasn't been out that way in a long time. Thinkin' maybe he can blend in with the skinheads, chat them up and tell us what's goin' on."@@ @@.janet;"I'll let your dad know."@@ Heavy footsteps go past your room, and you breathe a sigh of relief that Lyle didn't hear you. You give it a minute, wanting to let time and distance separate you from the perpetually angry Sail. In the meantime you glance around your hiding spot. It looks like the room Janet made you change clothes in, the one where you had to bring guys back for sex. There's a small twin bed in the corner, but otherwise the room is bare. I wonder how many of the Sails actually live in this building. Before meeting Lyle the closest you'd come to criminal activity was what you saw in movies and TV shows. Were all gangs like this? Members coming and going, living in a rundown bar? Deciding that enough time has passed, [[you peek out into the hall.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Club trip 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Club trip 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Club trip 9">>The coast is clear. The door to the room where Lyle and Janet is slightly open, so you step inside and shut it behind you. Instead of another small room you're in something wide and spacious, like an apartment. There's a couch and television in what is clearly meant to be a living room, and past that is a space for a small dining table. Janet is standing there, a phone in her hand. Just behind the table is a kitchen, and further on you see some doorways, likely leading to a bedroom and toilet. Janet pockets her phone and glares at you. @@.janet;"What are you doin' here?"@@ You gulp. You'd practiced the conversation a million times in your head, but it still doesn't feel like enough. You're just glad she wasn't on the phone; interrupting her would likely piss her off and get things off to a bad start. @@.yellow;"I'm sorry to bother you."@@ You'd rehearsed this nonstop. @@.yellow;"I hadn't heard from you, and I wanted to come by and find out when I could get changed back."@@ There, respectful but direct. She has to appreciate that. She puts her hands on her hips. @@.janet;"And you didn't just call or text? What is this, 1970? People don't have conservations in person any more, honey."@@ You'd expected mockery, but you get a little defensive nonetheless. @@.yellow;"I wasn't sure you'd pick up if I called."@@ She stares at you for a moment, then waves to the chairs at the dining table. @@.janet;"Sit."@@ [[It's an order, not an invitation.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Club trip 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Club trip 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Club trip 10">>Both of you settle into chairs. In front of her is a stack of paperwork and some reading glasses. She picks up the glasses, but doesn't put them on, instead holding them in one hand and tapping the tip of one of the frame's sides against her teeth. @@.janet;"Did Lyle see you?"@@ You shake your head. @@.yellow;"No. I hid."@@ @@.janet;"Good girl."@@ She nods approvingly. You wince at her choice of words. @@.yellow;"When can the next surgery happen?"@@ You meet her eyes, hoping she'll appreciate the bold gesture. There's no sympathy there, however, and your gaze quickly drops. @@.yellow;"I've done everything you've asked. Please. I just want my life back."@@ <<if $fem gte 1400>>Much to your chagrin, your voice quavers and the words almost sound like you're begging.<<AddFem 1>><<else>>To your relief your voice actually holds steady. You'd been worried it would sound like you were begging her.<</if>> Janet chuckles with amusement. @@.janet;"From what I saw you like this new life quite a bit. You barely fought back when I told you to fuck three brothers. I still can't believe you did it."@@ You feel confused. She can't believe it? I thought I didn't have a choice. @@.janet;"You surprised me. You gotta admit, kiddo, you were kinda eager to have a dick in your new slit. Almost like you'd been daydreamin' about it. One tiny prod and you were taking cock like you'd been born for it."@@ @@.yellow;"No."@@ <<if $fem gte 1470>><<AddFem 5>>You hate that your voice lacks conviction, like you're doubting yourself.<<else>><<AddFem 4>>You shake your head and glare.<</if>> [[She laughs at your response.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Club trip 11"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Club trip 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Club trip 11">><<AddFem 6>>@@.janet;"Uh huh."@@ She sneers. @@.janet;"You're a bit of a dumb hussy, you know that? My real plan was for you text Lyle a dirty video of you playin' with yourself. Nothin's more believable than a video, ya know?"@@ She snorts. @@.janet;"I knew you wouldn't like that idea, so I suggested something way worse; I told you to fuck three strangers. I figured you wouldn't do it. I thought that at the last second, with your back against the wall, you'd break and beg to do anything else. And then I'd act like I was doin' you a favor, and we'd send the masturbation video. It's simple business, dear. You lowball someone and then negotiate."@@ She cocks her to the side as if she's seeing you for the first time. @@.janet;"But you surprised me. No back-and-forth negotiatin' with you. You rode dick like it was your job. I could hear you moaning through the walls. You liked it, you dirty little whore."@@ <<if $fem gte 1460>>You wipe your eyes with your hand and try once again to get what you came here for.<<else>>Your lip quivers, but you don't think any other part of your body reveals how her words have shaken you.<</if>> @@.yellow;"Please. Call Doctor Murphy, I want my penis back."@@ She shakes her head. @@.janet;"Not yet."@@ You feel like you've been slapped. You want to scream, to beat your fists on the ground, to break something. But you don't do any of that. @@.yellow;"Why not? When?"@@ [[You aren't sure how much longer you can do this.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Club trip 12"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Club trip 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Club trip 12">><<AddFem 8>>Janet puts her glasses on and studies one of the pieces of paper in front of her before looking at you. @@.janet;"You've got a few more things I need you to do."@@ @@.yellow;"Please."@@ You know you keep repeating the same word, and you know it's foolish to expect it to yield different results this time, but you feel so lost it's hard to come up with anything else. She sighs. @@.janet;"I'm not evil, $name, though you probably think I am. I'm like a mama bear who protects her cubs, okay?"@@ She takes the glasses off and hangs them down her top. @@.janet;"You won't be stuck like this forever. You've been good, girl. And we reward the people who do good, trust me. The stuff you did this week surprised me. Stop, I know you're going to say you didn't like it. Keep lying to yourself. I'm not giving you shit, and I don't care what lies you tell the mirror to help you sleep at night."@@ She rolls her eyes at you. @@.janet;"But like I said, I wasn't expectin' it, and it opened up a new can of worms. Last night Lyle got drunk and he and Ollie got into it."@@ You don't know what that has to do with you. @@.yellow;"Who's Ollie?"@@. She grins. @@.janet;"You don't get the names of the boys you fuck? Blonde, scar on his face like he's advertisin' for sneakers. You know who I mean?"@@ She must be talking about Check Mark. His name is Ollie? @@.janet;"Ollie mentioned you and they were drunk and hit each other. One beer later they were singin', so don't look scared. It happens. Shut up and listen while I explain this. I told Lyle this morning that we need him on the road for a few days. But last night Lyle was sayin' he's gonna pound your pussy real hard. When he gets back I expect he'll do just that."@@ You groan. Great. @@.janet;"Right. So we need you ready and open, ya know? But there's good news. He doesn't know this, but after that we're gonna need him on the road again. He'll be gone until winter. Gang stuff."@@ [[She gives you an appraising look.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Club trip 13"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Club trip 13 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Club trip 13">><<AddFem 4>>@@.purple;"You understandin' me? He's gonna leave tonight for a few days, then be back, then leave again. And then we'll do the surgery. One more week, honey. You'll still have to act like a girl for as long as you're in our town, but you'll have your cock back. Or clit, whatever you called that thing."@@ She can't resist teasing you. @@.janet;"Dunno if you even still want it back."@@ <<if $fem gte 1489>><<AddFem 3>>Another week. Can you do it? In some ways it's not that different from how things were. Yeah, now you have to sit to pee, but you were already doing that in public. And it's been nice not being anxious about your dick being spotted. Granted that anxiety has been replaced by a whole set of new ones. If you'd been born this way, and if you weren't being forced to sleep with strange men, maybe it wouldn't be that bad.<<else>>Another week. You don't know if you can do it. You hate sitting every time you use the toilet, you hate how when you pee in the shower you can feel it run down your leg. you hate the way your bike fits against your crotch, the way breezes feel going up your skirt now. You hate it all.<</if>> But something about what Janet said doesn't feel right. @@.yellow;"Why the new clothes?"@@ That hasn't made sense to you. If you were only doing this for one more week than why do you need to go shopping? There's no way that Janet would spend more money if the intention were to end this soon. It makes you suspect she's lying. Who's to say that seven days from now she won't say you need to do it a little longer? It could be "one more week" forever. @@.janet;"That was Camilla's idea,"@@ she admits, @@.janet;"but I agree with her. You don't look like a Sails girl. You look like a high school tease. Next time you're around windtraps, look at their clothes. They dress for sex. Crotchless underwear, no bras, clothes that are cheap so they don't care if it gets torn off 'em. And you need to fit in with that look."@@ She says it so casually you could think it were a homework assignment. Only for a class on "Being a Whore 101" where the teacher is a demoness from hell. @@.janet;"Think this through, honey. You can't cut and run as soon as the surgery is over. You gotta still come 'round here and look the part. You can get away with taking it up the ass or blowing brothers, but if you dress like legal jailbait everyone's gonna want one thing only."@@ [[She stares pointedly at your crotch to drive the comment home.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Club trip 14"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Club trip 14 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Club trip 14">>You nod as if agreeing to her words, though inwardly you have no intention of ever coming back here once you don't have to. Whatever. She can buy me new clothes, but I'm never coming here again. @@.yellow;"How much longer?"@@ You want an exact timeline. I'm so sick of getting my hopes up. @@.janet;"'Til the surgery? A week. Probably less."@@ She sighs, and her tone gets a tad less friendly. @@.janet;"Until you gotta drop the act? Camilla told me you're leaving at the end of summer, right?"@@ You nod, wondering how Camilla knew that. Did Justine tell her? @@.janet;"Then as long as you're in town. Go shopping with Camilla tomorrow, get clothes. I'll see you Monday with your new look."@@ She puts the reading glasses back on and looks down at the paperwork in front of her. You know a dismissal when you see one. Your father often did something similar, though instead of putting on reading glasses he'd turn to his computer and pull up an email. You leave, not thinking to check the hallway before stepping out into it. Mercifully, there are no Sails in the corridor. Feeling defeated and emotional, you take the back exit out of the building. If you go through the club's main room you run the risk of running into Lyle. And honestly you want to avoid the whole world, if you can. [[The talk with Janet did not go like you'd planned.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Club trip 15"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Club trip 15 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Club trip 15">><<AddFem 4>><<WearPajama>>You circle the building and come out into the parking lot. A few people – both men and women – are now standing outside. You look at the windtraps, their shorts and skirts so tiny they practically look like they belong in a strip club. Sasha's wardrobe was definitely that of a partygirl, but Janet was right, there's a difference. Sasha's clothes were meant to tease, but these girls dressed to invite. Sasha liked tight clothes, revealing garments, sometimes nothing at all. The ladies in front of you looked like they were wearing uniforms for their job, and their job was to be as slutty as available. It's like the difference between wearing a bikini and wearing a g-string and sheer bra to the beach. And Janet wants you to look like the latter. Until the end of summer, no less. You continue on to where you left your bike, and you're relieved that nobody has bothered it. You get on it and head home. The errand to the Sails' clubhouse didn't go as you'd planned, but at least you didn't run into Lyle. Back in the cottage you spend the rest of the day on the couch, watching whatever movies you can find. Anything to get you out of your head. Janet's words, her tasks, they run nonstop circles in your brain. Dressing like a stripper? No, strippers at least wear clothes to hide things. Windtraps dress more like prostitutes. The shopping trip tomorrow will have one silver lining. You'll have an opportunity to question Camilla. You want to know what Janet knows about Justine, and why your body reacted the way it did at the clubhouse. Did Camilla and Doctor Murphy mess with you somehow? And what else does Janet have planned? Is she really going to let you go in a week? [[You go to bed|W6Sun]] earlier than you usually do in the hopes that sleep will drive away reality. But your dreams are full of platform heels, short skirts and shadowy figures groping your pussy.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Laundry trip ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Laundry trip">><<AddFem 4>>The bike ride to the laundry should be nice. It's a sunny morning, the birds are chirping; this is exactly the kind of day where Hope's Point looks its prettiest. You can't enjoy it, though. You're too busy trying to mentally prepare for talking to Janet. Will she stick to the plan and agree to change you back? Or will she demand you go blow an alleyway of homeless dudes? Sure, the latter doesn't make sense, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't be wary. She turned you into a girl and then whored you out to her gang of convicts. Bitch be crazy. If you're being honest, the thing that bothers you the most is the shopping trip tomorrow with Camilla. Why do you need new clothes if you're going to be turning back into a dude? It doesn't make sense. The neighborhood grows progressively worse the closer you get to the laundry. You can tell you're almost there when the amount of litter increases while the number of green plants decreases. There's one car parked outside the building. Apparently washing clothes on a Saturday morning isn't a popular pass time. You get off your bike and [[head inside.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Laundry trip 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Laundry trip 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Laundry trip 2">>The Hogwash Laundromat is entirely empty, save for one person. Of course it's the old woman who always gives you the evil eye. She looks up as you enter and if looks could kill you'd be a liquid puddle of a person. You ignore her. Whatever the old bitch hates about you, it's not worth getting into. You cross to the back of the room and knock on the door that leads to Janet's office, but there's no reply. You tentatively try the knob, but it's locked. You listen at the door for a moment, but you can't hear anything inside. Either Janet isn't here or she's hiding from you. Given how bold Lyle's mother is, your bet is that she's not in the building. @@.yellow;"Shit,"@@ you mutter it quietly enough that the old bat in the corner can't hear you. Now you pretty much need to head to the clubhouse. You leave, the old woman's angry eyes on your back. Some day you might snap at the crotchety old bitch. But for now you have bigger things to worry about. You get on your bike and [[head toward the clubhouse.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Laundry trip 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Laundry trip 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Laundry trip 3">><<AddFem 4>>A few Sails are loitering in the clubhouse's parking lot when you arrive. Two turn and watch you get off your bike, their eyes showing keen interest in your movements. One of them has a windtrap hanging onto his arm, and the dirty look she sends your way almost tops the one from the old woman at the Hogwash Laundromat. Almost. You do your best to ignore the Sails and the windtrap, even when one of the bikers catcalls you as you walk by. @@.green;"Nice ass, let me give it a test ride!"@@ The man next to him laughs and adds in his own colorful comment about doing things to your butt. <<if $fem gte 1150>><<AddFem 4>>The worst part of it is that you'd rather anal than, well, vaginal. At least dudes can get up in the butt. Dudes cannot get it in the vagina. Except for you, unfortunately.<<else>><<AddFem 2>>The joke is on them, of course. Once you talk to Janet nobody will doing anything to your holes ever again.<</if>> The clubhouse is packed with sleeping bodies. A handful of men are seating at the bar, holding their heads or slowly drinking cans of beer. It looks like a wild party happening the night before. The last time you saw people sleeping under tables was the last time you were here. Lyle had fucked you in the ass and you'd gotten drunk afterward. When you'd woken up you had a hangover and a girly tattoo. You look over at a sleeping woman and hope she doesn't awaken to the same fate. She hardly looks older than you. Much to your relief, none of the people in the room are very familiar to you. You recognize your faces, but there's no Lyle or Tiger, no Camilla or Check Mark. At least I can say nobody here has been inside of me. You aren't sure if you should be proud of that, or disgusted that this is something you even have to consider. Janet isn't the main room. You tentatively try asking one of the men at the bar if she's in the back, but he waves you away with an irritated grunt. Not seeing any other option, [[you go check the hallway.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Laundry trip 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Laundry trip 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Laundry trip 4">>The corridor looks much as you remember it. A small number of the doors are open, letting sunlight stream into the hallway, but most are shut tight. The door where you did the deed a few nights back is closed, thankfully. Not that it would really matter if it weren't, but you want to avoid the memory as much as possible. You hurry past it and look the other way, hoping to keep it out of sight and out of mind. You aren't sure what you're looking for. Is one of these rooms Janet's? Should you look in each of them to try to find her? A familiar voice stops you in your tracks. It's coming from one of the rooms with an open door. @@.lyle;"...how long. That gonna be a problem?"@@ @@.otherblue;"Nah. I got you."@@ You peek into the room. An unknown Sail is there. He's bald, with graying scruff on his face. Like every other member of the gang he's wearing a sleeveless leather vest. His long-sleeved shirt is olive green, and his jeans look old and worn. He looks to be in his late thirties. [[Lyle is the other person in the room.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Laundry trip 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Laundry trip 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Laundry trip 5">>The bald Sail and Lyle briefly hug in the way that men do when they're uncomfortable with same-sex physical intimacy but still want to express familiarity. They awkwardly embrace with one arm each, their hands clapping one another on the back before they quickly separate. You made good use of the moment to sneak past the open the door. You don't think either of them saw you. @@.lyle;"Thanks, brother. Wait by the bar, once I've talked to everyone we're gonna go over the plan."@@ You wonder what they're talking about. Are the Sails planning something? You briefly consider lingering, but you try to keep your goal in mind. You came here to talk to Janet, not to eavesdrop on criminal activity. Besides, you don't have much time before Lyle comes out of the room and spots you. You hurry on, looking backward over your shoulder in case he emerges. The door at the end of the hall is slightly open, and from it comes the voice of the woman you were looking for. @@.janet;"...be on his way soon. Yeah. I said to take a couple, no more than five. Uh huh. Got it."@@ Again you're tempted to pause and listen, but again you remind yourself that you can't have more than a few seconds before Lyle comes out of the room. It's a shame. Any extra information is good when dealing with her, but not if you get caught trying to get it. [[You push the door open and slip into the room, pushing it closed again after you.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Laundry trip 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Laundry trip 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Laundry trip 6">>Unlike the small rooms on the sides of the hallway, this one is more like a one story apartment. There's a couch and television in what is clearly meant to be a living room, and past that is a space for a small dining table. Just behind it is a kitchen where Janet stands on the phone, and further on you see some doorways, likely leading to a bedroom and toilet. Janet stands still, her eyes trained on you in a glare. @@.janet;"Call you back, hon. Gotta deal with somethin'."@@ She hangs up and crosses her arms. @@.janet;"The hell do you think you're doing?"@@ Her voice isn't loud enough to be heard outside the apartment, but the tone is angry enough that she may as well be screaming. Now that you're here, you have no idea how to begin the conversation. You'd pictured that you would find Janet alone, yes, but that she would be available and ready to talk. You thought you'd walk in and she'd go, "Hello, $name. I've been expecting you." Maybe she'd be seated and turn the chair around dramatically as she said it. You push the fantasy out of your mind. Janet isn't a supervillain, and your daydreams of what would happen are already way off. Interrupting her on the phone wasn't part of the plan, and neither was needing to hide from Lyle. @@.yellow;"I'm sorry to bother you,"@@ you try to calm your thoughts. @@.yellow;"I hadn't heard from you, and I wanted to come by and find out when I could get changed back?"@@ [[You hope you're respectful enough that she won't stay angry.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Laundry trip 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Laundry trip 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Laundry trip 7">><<AddFem 5>>She puts her hands on her hips. @@.janet;"And you didn't just call or text? What is this, 1970? People don't have conservations in person any more, honey."@@ You know she's just mocking you for the sake of it, but you still feel the need to defend yourself. @@.yellow;"I wasn't sure you'd pick up if I called."@@ And she was the one who had two thugs pick you up and bring you to her office to talk! @@.janet;"I wouldn't have."@@ She smiles smugly. Well, then. At a loss, you stand there. @@.yellow;"I've done everything you asked,"@@ <<if $fem gte 1155>><<AddFem 2>>you fight back tears.<<else>>you try to keep your voice even, not wanting to rise to her bait.<</if>> @@.yellow;"Please,"@@ you <<if $fem gte 1405>>plead<<else>>implore her<</if>>, @@.yellow;"I just want my life back."@@ Janet laughs, and it's made all the harsher for how amused she sounds. @@.janet;"I didn't take your life from you. You were wearing panties when I found you, all I did was make them fit better."@@ She steps out of the kitchen and comes closer to you. Instinctively you back up until you feel the door behind you. @@.janet;"And I think you like it. You didn't even fight it when I told you to the fuck three of the brothers. I didn't think you'd do it; in fact, I thought for sure you wouldn't."@@ Your eyes widen. What is she saying? @@.janet;"You surprised me. You were actually kind of eager you were to fit a dick inside that pretty little slit of yours. Almost like you'd been fantasizing about the moment, and just needed an excuse. I barely needed to prod you at all."@@ @@.yellow;"No."@@ <<if $fem gte 1160>>You hate that your voice makes the word sound feeble.<<else>>She's wrong. She is!<</if>> [[She scoffs at your response.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Laundry trip 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Laundry trip 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Laundry trip 8">><<AddFem 6>>@@.janet;"Yes."@@ Her eyes glitter dangerously. @@.janet;"You stupid tart. We coulda had you play with yourself on camera and send it to Lyle, like a dirty text. What's more believable than video?"@@ She laughs again. @@.janet;"I knew you wouldn't like that idea, so I suggested something way worse; I told you to fuck three strangers. I expected to you break down at the last second, crying like the pussy you are now, begging me not to do it. I knew when that happened that you'd jump at the chance to do anything else, including a little masturbation video. It's simple business, dear. You lowball someone and then negotiate."@@ She cocks her to the side as if she's seeing you for the first time. @@.janet;"But you surprised me. You rode dick like it was your job. I could hear you moaning through the walls. You liked it, you dirty little whore."@@ <<if $fem gte 1200>>You wipe your eyes with your hand and try once again to get what you came here for.<<else>>You blink back tears, but you still don't cry. Not yet. Not in front of this woman.<</if>> @@.yellow;"Please. Call Doctor Murphy, I want my penis back."@@ Her smile is cold. @@.janet;"No."@@ You feel like you've been slapped. You want to scream, to beat your fists on the ground, to break something. But you don't do any of that. @@.yellow;"Why?"@@ [[you whisper.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Laundry trip 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Laundry trip 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Laundry trip 9">>Janet doesn't reply right away. She crosses to the dining table and sits down. Spread in front of her is a pile of papers, a dainty pair of reading glasses on top. She puts the glasses on and then picks up one of the files, examining it. She puts it back down and then looks at you. @@.janet;"Because you're more useful like this."@@ The way she says it makes it seem like a simple, obvious truth. A truth that goes against every fiber of your being. @@.yellow;"Please."@@ You know you keep repeating the same word, and you know it's foolish to expect it to yield different results this time, but you feel so lost it's hard to come up with anything else. She sighs. @@.janet;"I'm not evil, $name. I'm a mama bear who protects her cubs."@@ She takes the glasses off and hangs them down her top. @@.janet;"You won't be stuck like this forever. You surprised me with the things you did this week. Stop, I know you're going to say you didn't like it. Keep lying to yourself. I'm not giving you shit, I'm sayin' you did good, girl."@@ She gives you a proud smile. @@.janet;"But it opened up a new can of worms. Lyle is going out of town for a few days, and when he gets back he'll probably want to hit you up again."@@ Was that what you overheard him talking about? The plan? @@.janet;"He doesn't know this, but after that we're gonna need him out west until winter. Gang stuff."@@ She gives you an appraising look. @@.purple;"He's gonna leave tonight for a few days, then be back, then leave again. And then we'll do the surgery. One more week, honey. You'll still have to be a girl for as long as you're in town, but you'll have your little dick back."@@ She smirks and you can tell she can't resist adding, @@.janet;"If you still want it back."@@ <<if $fem lt 1200>><<AddFem 5>>Another week. You don't know if you can do it. You hate sitting every time you use the toilet, you hate how when you pee in the shower you can feel it run down your leg. you hate the way your bike fits against your crotch, the way breezes feel going up your skirt now. [[You hate it all.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Laundry trip 10"]]<<else>><<AddFem 8>>Another week. Can you do it? In some ways it's not that different from how things were. Yeah, now you have to sit to pee, but you were already doing that in public. And it's been nice not being anxious about your dick being spotted. Granted that anxiety has been replaced by a whole set of new ones. If you'd been born this way, and if you weren't being forced to sleep with strange men, [[maybe it wouldn't be that bad.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Laundry trip 10"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Laundry trip 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Laundry trip 10">><<AddFem 4>>But something about what Janet said doesn't feel right. @@.yellow;"Why the new clothes?"@@ That hasn't made sense to you. If you were only doing this for one more week than why do you need to go shopping? There's no way that Janet would spend more money if the intention were to end this soon. It makes you suspect she's lying. Who's to say that seven days from now she won't say you need to do it a little longer? It could be "one more week" forever. @@.janet;"That was Camilla's idea, but I agree with her. You look like a tease, not a Sails girl. Next time you're around windtraps, take a gander. You need to fit in."@@ She talks like you're an idiot for not figuring this out for yourself. @@.janet;"You can't cut and run as soon as the surgery happens, honey. You gotta still come 'round here and look the part. You can get away with taking it up the ass or blowing brothers, but if you dress like legal jailbait everyone's gonna want one thing only."@@ She stares pointedly at your crotch to drive the comment home. You nod as if agreeing to her words, though inwardly you have no intention of ever coming back here once you don't have to. The moment you're out from being under this woman's thumb you will make sure she and her son never see you again. @@.yellow;"How much longer?"@@ You want an exact timeline. I'm so sick of getting my hopes up. @@.janet;"'Til the surgery? A week. Probably less."@@ She sighs, and her tone gets a tad friendlier. @@.janet;"Until you gotta drop the act? Camilla told me you're leaving at the end of summer, right?"@@ You nod, wondering how Camilla knew that. Did Justine tell her? @@.janet;"Then as long as you're in town. Go shopping with Camilla tomorrow, get clothes. I'll see you Monday with your new look."@@ [[She puts the reading glasses back on and looks down at the paperwork in front of her.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Laundry trip 11"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Laundry trip 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Laundry trip 11">>You know a dismissal when you see one. Your father often did something similar, though instead of putting on reading glasses he'd turn to his computer and pull up an email. You leave, not thinking to check the hallway before stepping out into it. Mercifully, there are no Sails in the corridor. Feeling defeated and emotional, you take the back exit out of the building. If you go through the club's main room you run the risk of running into Lyle. And honestly you want to avoid the whole world, if you can. The talk with Janet did not go as planned. You circle the building and come out into the parking lot. More people are standing outside, men and women alike. You look at the windtraps, their shorts and skirts so tiny they practically look like they belong in a strip club. Sasha's wardrobe was definitely that of a partygirl, but Janet was right, there's a difference. Sasha's clothes were meant to tease, but these girls dressed to invite. Sasha liked tight clothes, revealing garments, sometimes nothing at all. The ladies in front of you looked like they were wearing uniforms for their job, and their job was to be as slutty as available. It's like the difference between wearing a bikini and wearing a g-string and sheer bra to the beach. And Janet wants you to look like the latter. Until the end of summer, no less. How can things get any worse? You continue on to where you left your bike, but stop when you see it. Things just go worse. You want to kick yourself; movies and books should have taught you to never think that line, because the universe always delivers. Your bicycle is right where you left it, but the sight of the person sitting on it makes your heart pound. Or, more specifically, [[the sight of his leather vest|W6Sat][$control.location to "Lyle"]] is what gets your pulse racing.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle">>His head looks freshly shaved. He's dressed much like he was the first time you saw him, in a white t-shirt and jeans. And of course the black vest. Just like the first time, you even see the outline of something tucked into his waistband. The Eastside Sail has already spotted you, but he doesn't say anything. You know he's waiting for you to approach him; it's a power play, just like the ones his mother is so fond of making. On your bike he looks oversized. Reluctantly you draw near him. You stop a few feet away, feeling uneasy. @@.lyle;"Did I call you?"@@ Lyle's tone is mild, but his voice is dangerous. How is he always so angry? Is it because of what Janet said, that he's leaving soon? You shake your head. @@.lyle;"Then why are you here?"@@ He takes a hand of your handlebars, and it settles into a clenched fist. You open your mouth, but shut it again. You can't tell him you were visiting his mom, not without raising many more questions that [[you desperately don't want to answer.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Lyle 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle 2">><<AddFem 3>>What does that leave? Floundering, you give him the only answer you think will appease him. @@.yellow;"I wanted to see you."@@ <<if $fem lt 1203>><<AddFem 1>>You hate yourself as the words leave your lips, but it's the safest path out of here.<<else>><<AddFem 2>>It's a lie, but you've said and done worse lately. What's one more falsehood compared to all the other things you've been doing?<</if>> He snorts, and to your surprise he grabs one of your hands and pulls you close. @@.lyle;"I gotta hit the road again today."@@ He pauses and kisses you, his tongue invading your mouth without a care. With him on the bike you actually have to bend slightly to make the kiss work. @@.lyle;"I'll come by before I go."@@ He pauses again. @@.lyle;"Be there."@@ His voice is hard, carrying a hint of a warning to not disappoint him. You nod, and he lets go of you. Lyle gets off your bike and holds it steady for you. You yelp at the sudden pain on your ass that's accompanied by a loud smack. He just slapped my butt! But Lyle doesn't look mad; in fact, he's grinning. A few of the Sails in the parking lot hoot and laugh, though you can't tell whether it's at what happened or your reaction to it. @@.lyle;"Go."@@ [[You nod again and get on your bike.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Lyle 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle 3">><<AddFem 5>>Back in the cottage you pace anxiously. Today did not go how you'd thought it would. Janet is keeping your dick hostage for another week – assuming you can trust her timeline – and she made it clear that she wants you to dress like a stripper for the rest of your time in Hope's Point. What will Justine say? How can you face anyone you know if you look like a windtrap? The small comfort there is that you'll still have access to Sasha's clothes, so you won't have to always look like a whore. You almost laugh. You never thought there'd be a day where you'd be comforted by wearing Sasha's clothing. The worst thing, though, is knowing that Lyle's coming. He'll be here soon. Or maybe later? Eventually. He'll be here eventually. The entire bike ride home you'd been thinking about it. You sit on your couch, but stand up immediately. You're too jittery to move. He's coming. He'll come here, and he'll put his hands on you. His mouth will be on yours, and he'll explore your body, touching and feeling your curves, your muscles. Will he pick you up and carry you to the bedroom? Or will he take you right here, on the floor? He did it last time. Your breath is heavy, and your chest heaves, pushing your breasts out with every inhalation. Lyle would like that. He might put his mouth on you, on your tits. Maybe he'll want to taste you this time; nobody has touched you down there with their tongue. Only fingers, and dicks. Breathing ever faster, you run into the bedroom. Your face is flushed, your eyes glazed. Your lips are parted, tiny pants coming out of them. You look like a horny girl. No! But the weird thing is that your body seems to agree. Your nipples are hard, and you're feeling things downstairs. Familiar things. Liquid things. [[You can't call it "getting wet."|W6Sat][$control.location to "Lyle 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle 4">>Why is this happening? Why am I getting turned on by this shit? Are you changing? Is Janet right? Do you like this? No! You shake your head. This is Camilla's fault. Or Doctor Murphy's. It must be. They have must have done something to you, made you more responsive. Maybe your body interprets fear and arousal the same ways? That must be it. You'll talk to her tomorrow and get the truth. You need to hear that they did this, that this isn't you. The faint hum of a motorcycle echoes outside. Lyle. He's getting close. You look in the mirror again. Should you change? No, you're fine as is. Why are you so nervous? It must be because you're reluctant to have sex again. Yeah. Makes sense. The sound of engine grows louder. You return to the living room and peek out the window. Lyle turns up the path to your cottage. You duck from the window in case he sees you. You don't dare to hide from him and risk his wrath, but you refuse to look like you're waiting for him. It's bad enough he thinks you want this. Strangely, you miss the days when he didn't care what you wanted. That was almost preferable to having him think you were a willing – no, an eager – participant. Footsteps approach. Lyle doesn't knock. [[He just opens the door and walks in. Like he owns the place. Like he owns you.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Lyle 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle 5">><<AddFem 10>>His eyes take in the scene. You, standing there, stuck in place but still fidgeting. The clean and orderly cottage. The way the sunlight streaks in from the windows, giving a natural illumination to the tiny home. When he comes for you his movements are as direct and confident as ever. You didn't notice before, but you think he's been working out. He wasn't ever scrawny, and you wouldn't call him bulky now, but there's a hardness to the lines of his jaw that wasn't there before. All of the angles of his face are straighter than they used to be, as if it were newly chiseled from stone. His arms encircle you, his hands finding your ass, each palm squeezing a cheek. He leans down to kiss you, and you rise up to meet him. You hope it's because it's easier to go along with his desires. You need that to be the reason. For the second time in less than four days – not even a hundred hours – Lyle takes you on the floor of the cottage. There's still no foreplay; if anything, his actions are more direct than ever. Perhaps his imminent departure has him hurrying. But you're on your back, clothes tugged off and lying around you like a halo. In less than a minute Lyle is between your legs. He pulls off his shirt, and you take in the definition of his abdomen, the way the lines there come there. His boxers peek out from his jeans, which are already being undone. He doesn't bother getting all the way naked. Once his naked member, fully hard and engorged, is free he aims it for you. With numerous conflicting emotions you note the slickness of your inner thighs. Despite the lack of foreplay you're already wet enough for him to enter you. [[And he does.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Lyle 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle 6">><<AddKiss "Lyle">><<AddSex "Lyle">><<AddFem 8>>The cottage is entirely silent save for the sounds of Lyle grunting every time he thrusts and the soft gasps that come unbidden from you. You try everything to stop them. You shut your mouth, you clasp your hand over your lips, but nothing works. The feelings in your groin distract you every time, and the girlish whimpers start up all over again. The floor is hard against your back, and Lyle is hard inside of you. A tattooed forearm to either side of your head supports his weight, his eyes boring down into yours. You suspect he's more in tune with you than ever before, because whenever he does certain things that make you gasp loudly the actions are repeated more frequently. If you didn't know him better you'd almost think he wanted it to be good for you. Or maybe he just finds it hot that his dick is making a girl squeal. As always, the pleasure builds. Your muscles twitch, the heels of your feet striking the floor as you writhe under his body. At some point your hands encircled his torso, your fingers digging into him with every thrust. He pushes in as deep as he can and when you moan he leans down and kisses you, his mouth inhaling your voice. You don't know why, but that did you. You orgasm, your toes curling and your eyes rolling back. [[Your body spasms uncontrollably.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Lyle 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle 7">><<AddFem 5>>You don't care about anything. Not about the sweaty male sliding against your nipples, or the testicles that slap your ass. The bunched up bra beneath your head doesn't matter, even though your neck is at an awkward angle. None of it matters. In the throes of a powerful orgasm, you want more. More Lyle, more speed, more up and to the left and – you shriek, your back arching as Lyle miraculously hits the exact spot you were wanting. The already powerful climax gets a few degrees more intense, and you let it wash over you. Lyle pulls out before the orgasm is over, and you're grateful because of how sensitive everything is. He doesn't speak as he bends over to get his shirt. Through half-closed eyes you see long scratches in his back. Was that me? He finishes getting dressed and stretches. @@.lyle;"I'll come by when I'm back in town."@@ He leaves without even so much as glancing your way. You lay there, sex juices mixing as they run down your legs, small pants coming out of you that make your tits shake with every breath. [[You shut your eyes again.|W6Sat][$control.location to "Lyle 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle 8">><<WearPajama>><<AddFem 3>>An hour later you finally feel clean. Although it's still very early in the day you're wearing pajamas. The bike rides, the talk with Janet and the encounter with Lyle have you feeling emotionally and physically drained. You're a little sore from the sex, but not as much as the other day. You spend the rest of the day on the couch, watching whatever movies you can find. Anything to get you out of your head. Nothing about today went the way you wanted it to. You just want it to be over so you can try for a better tomorrow. Not that you expect Camilla to be a fun time, but you need answers. About the way your body is responding to things, about what else Janet might have planned and about how involved Justine is getting. Camilla has that information, and if it takes a shopping trip to get it then so be it. [[You go to bed|W6Sun]] earlier than you usually do in the hopes that sleep will drive away reality. But your dreams are full of big men taking their turns at penetrating you, and you screaming with joy every time a new dick replaces a spent one.<</daypassage>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<include "W6Sun2">><<silently>>[[W6Sun2]]<</silently>><<daypassage>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<routes>> ║ │ <<job "store">> ║ │ <<if $flag.tf>> ║ │ <<set $tracking.clothingset to "camilla">> ║ │ <<else>> ║ │ <<set $tracking.clothingset to "justine">> ║ │ <</if>> ║ │ <<job "res">> ║ │ <<if $flag.tf>> ║ │ <<set $tracking.clothingset to "lisa">> ║ │ <<else>> ║ │ <<set $tracking.clothingset to "destiny">> ║ │ <</if>> ║ │ <</routes>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>><<routes>><<job "store">><<if $flag.tf>>You wake up, feeling just as tired as when you went to sleep. The night was plagued with visions, and to say you don't feel rested would be an understatement. Despite your earlier resolution to use today's shopping trip with Camilla as a chance to gather information, you find yourself dreading the outing. Maybe it's because it feels different now that the trip is today and no longer tomorrow. Or maybe it's something else. Picking up your phone, you have an unread text that was sent after midnight. You don't recognize the sender's number. Pick u up at 10 –c Camilla. Great. That gives you a little over an hour to get ready. You drag yourself out of bed, having to rub your eyes to wake up a little more. Still feeling exhausted, you go into the kitchen to make a bowl of cereal. You wish you had a latte ready and waiting for you. Maybe you'll get something at the mall. Would Camilla be okay with that? You shouldn't need to ask her permission to get coffee, but you still don't have a good handle on what pisses the girl off and what doesn't. Once you've eaten you head to the eWardrobe to get ready.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 2>>You sleep in, enjoying the fact that you get to have a lazy Sunday morning. The only thing on the agenda for today is shopping with Justine, but you know she won't be coming by until late morning. It always amazed you how the girl could party late into the night, then be up at dawn to make coffee for creepy strangers. Of course, on weekends the curvy redhead is impossible to wake up before noon, so maybe it's less impressive than you thought. You aren't sure how you feel about the shopping trip today. The chance to get out of Sasha's slutty clothes is appealing – you can't imagine anything worse than Sasha's outfits – but the prospect of being in a changing room with Justine both thrills and terrifies you. Other than high-end and expensive shops, most retail stores didn't have eWardrobes for customers to try on clothing. That meant picking articles off of racks and shelves, walking into a changing room and manually changing the clothes you had worn with the new ones. Very barbaric, in some ways. The data for the clothes you purchased would be transmitted to your home eWardrobe, but that's not what concerns you. It's one thing to try on clothes around Justine by having a machine do it for you, but another to do it right in front of her. What if she sees the bulge in your panties? At least I'd get to see her changing. You are learning that silver linings can be found anywhere. Picking up your phone to check the time, you see a surprisingly early text from Justine. Are u up?????? It was sent almost a half hour ago. You reply that you are, and almost immediately she texts you again. I'm coming over!!!! So much for getting to sleep in. You yawn and go make a bowl of cereal, eating it as quickly as possible. Once you've finished you head to the eWardrobe to get ready.<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">><<if $flag.tf>>You toss and turn all night, unable to ever relax and fully get to sleep. When dawn comes you get out of bed, too restless to stay under the sheets for any longer. You're tired, but you feel like keeping your head on the pillow will only make things worse. Your mind has been racing for hours, and you'd rather distract it than give it more time to churn and worry. Today is the shopping trip, and you have no idea how to feel about it. Sure, it will be nice to get rid of Sasha's tight clothing for something more conservative, but you dislike the idea of having your image crafted to Lisa's specifications. She certainly doesn't have your best interests at heart. You wonder if she'll try to make you look like your mother; a bottle blonde in an expensive dress, a permanent – and artificial – smile affixed to your face. You can't articulate why, but the thought distresses you.<<AddFem 3>> You push the image away and pad into the living room. <<if $flag.lisaresponse eq "parents">><<AddFem 3>>Speaking of your mom, you wonder what your parents are doing. Are they back home? Is Lisa updating them on your actions? You know better than to try to talk to them; they expect subservience and deference. A good child waits to be called, available at all times. If you reach out you'll bother them, and the consequences of displeasing your parents are too dire to risk. You avoid looking in the mirror, afraid that your future will stare back at you. <</if>>The tablet Lisa gave you has a blinking light to alert you that there's a message waiting for you. You're almost grateful for the distraction, although the feeling is short-lived. The message directs you to be ready in a few short hours. Good thing I couldn't sleep, I guess. If you'd stayed in bed you might not have been ready in time. Silver linings everywhere, right? It's hard to find positives in every situation, but without hope you've got nothing. Nothing at all. You mechanically eat a bowl of cereal and then head to the eWardrobe to get ready.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You sleep in, enjoying the fact that you get to have a lazy Sunday morning. The only thing on the agenda for today is shopping with Destiny. The two of you had agreed to grab a late breakfast and then head to the mall. Destiny had warned you that it would be really crowded all weekend, but especially so in the afternoons, so you hope that you aren't making a bad decision by not going right away. You aren't sure how you feel about going on a shopping trip. The prospect of getting out of Sasha's slutty clothes is very appealing – you can't imagine anything worse than Sasha's outfits – but you have no idea what to expect. Do girls go into changing rooms together? The prospect of doing so with Destiny both thrills and terrifies you. Other than high-end and expensive shops, most retail stores don't have eWardrobes for customers to try on clothing. That meant picking articles off of racks and shelves, walking into a changing room and manually removing the clothes you had worn to try on the new ones. Very barbaric, in some ways. The data for the clothes you purchased would be transmitted to your home eWardrobe, but that's not what concerns you. <<if $flag.destinysplace>><<AddFem 2>>It's one thing to try on clothes around Destiny in her apartment by having a machine do it for you, but another to do it right in front of her. What if she sees the bulge in your panties? At least I'd get to see her changing. Well, that's true enough. You are learning that silver linings can be found anywhere.<<else>><<AddFem 1>>You and Destiny are friendly, but not exactly close. What if she notices something off with your behavior? What if she wants to change with you and sees the bulge in your panties? Sure, you'll get to see her changing, but the risk far outweighs the reward.<</if>> Too restless to sleep any more, you yawn and get out of bed. After taking your time to eat a small bowl of cereal you head to the eWardrobe to get ready early.<</if>><</routes>> <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "makeup"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">><<routes>><<job "store">><<if $flag.tf>>At a quarter past ten Camilla still isn't there and she hasn't sent you any word about when she'll be arriving. You'd considered texting her and asking if she was still coming, but decided against it. If she ended up not showing then it can hardly be your fault for not going shopping today. And if she is still going to come pick you up then messaging her is as likely to piss her off as not. It's half past when Camilla's car finally parks outside of the cottage. You step outside and meet her. Since you saw her last she's touched up her mousy hair, replacing the faded streak of neon pink with a shade that could only be described as "chlorine green." Whoever helped her with the dye job did her a great disservice. @@.camilla;"Get in,"@@ she barks, sticking her head out of the window, a cigarette dangling from her mouth. Despite her driving with the window down the car still looks smoky, a permanent haze sitting on top of the seats and upholstery. You slide into the passenger seat. Camilla is wearing a white top that ends well above her belly button. Weeks of exposure to female fashion has taught you that this is a crop top, but maybe it's a crop top for babies, because more of her torso is exposed than covered. She's clearly not wearing a bra, the nipples of her small breasts proudly poking out of the thin material. An equally tiny orange skirt hangs loosely at her upper thigh. In some ways her outfit isn't too different from something Justine might wear, but Justine's clothes always fit her in flattering ways. [[Camilla looks like a broomstick that's been dressed by a porn star.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Camilla"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Time is a fluid thing for Justine. Twenty minutes and one hour are almost synonymous, and "right now" only applies if she wants something from someone else. So you're not surprised when a half hour goes by and she still hasn't arrived. It gives you time to come up with a game plan for how to deal with changing in front of her. You know that modesty never works with the barista. Telling her you're embarrassed or self-conscious will only compel her to demand you strip naked while she watches. So that's not going to even be an option. Inspiration strikes, and you do some web sleuthing. Once you have the information you need, you head to your eWardrobe and order it to produce a specific article of clothing. Not a moment too soon, [[there's a knock at the door.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine"]]<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">><<if $flag.tf>>You sit on the couch, trying to amuse yourself with Peddit and silly memes. It doesn't work, but it more or less occupies you for a while. <<if $flag.spinlessons>>You sort of miss spin class with Destiny. You were never a big fan of exercise, but you have to admit the weekly activity has changed your mindset a little. It's kind of cathartic to work up a sweat and burn energy on something other than worrying. <</if>>Right now you would give anything to get out of your own head. In the early hours of the morning the outside world is quiet enough that you can hear the car coming up the path to your cottage. I guess it's time. You open the door and lock up as the black car idles, waiting for you. One of the rear doors opens, and you take the hint and enter the vehicle on that side. @@.hotpink;"Hi there. You must be Danielle."@@ A gorgeous woman smiles at you from the other side of the town car. She's got ebony skin, and you guess her to be in her mid-twenties. Her dark hair is perfectly styled, with bangs that highlight her soft eyes. She's wearing a white dress with long sleeves that billow out past her hands. The dress ends at her knee, and her legs are even longer than her sleeves. A delicate black belt with an elaborate stitching draws your eye to her waist, where you can see that even when sitting her hips and behind give her quite the figure. It's like every physical asset of hers is accentuated by her clothes and accessories. @@.yellow;"My name is $name,"@@ you tell her. [[You can't quite keep the irritation out of your voice.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Lisa"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You've got time to kill, so you browse Peddit to catch up new posts that appeared while you slept. Right on time you get a text from Destiny that she's pulling up to the cottage. @@.yellow;"Thanks for picking me up,"@@ you tell her when you meet her outside. You get into the car and buckle yourself in. She smiles pleasantly. She's wearing a white sundress and open toed heels. @@.purple;"Of course. It's only fair I drive, I'm the one who asked you to go shopping in another town."@@ The small bowl of cereal you ate an hour earlier was definitely not enough food, and your stomach is already growling. @@.purple;"Would you rather grab food in town, or drive to Lakehill and get something there?"@@ @@.yellow;"Doesn't matter to me."@@ @@.purple;"Let's eat in Lakehill, then. I don't like shopping on a full stomach, usually, but there's a really good acai bowl place there, and that isn't too filling."@@ She pronounces the word "ah-sah-ee," which you've never heard before. You figure a quick internet search will shed light on whatever the hell an ass-ee bowl is, [[so you ask a different question.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny"]] @@.yellow;"Why don't you like to shop on a full stomach?"@@<</if>><</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Camilla ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Camilla">><<outfitlist>><<outfit "sasha_starbucks">><<AddFem 1>>By contrast, your jean shorts and pink top feel far more tasteful and appropriate. Who would have ever thought that Sasha's clothes would be "tasteful" compared to someone else's?<<outfit "sasha_mall">><<AddFem 2>>You made sure to smooth your skirt behind you as you got into the car. It's another thing you've picked up on since becoming $name. Above the skirt you have on a low-cut white top. You always thought it showed off too much chest, but compared to Camilla you look conservative.<<outfit "sasha_hungover">><<AddFem 1>>Your tank top and yoga pants might be tight, but they're still conservative compared to Camilla. Hell, at least these clothes are comfy. You can't see how she could possibly relax with so much of her body on display.<<outfit "sasha_angel">><<AddFem 1>>You made sure to smooth your skirt behind you as you got into the car. It's another thing you've picked up on since becoming $name. Above the skirt you have a modest blouse on. The two of you make a strange pair; Camilla looks like she's on her way to a gangbang but has to drop you off at church along the way.<<outfit "sasha_funday">><<AddFem 3>>You don't think you can judge her that much. Your tube top and shorts are also pretty revealing. The difference, you suppose, is that her crop top is meant to be worn with a bra, while your tube top is meant to not have one. Your outfit is revealing by design, hers by choice. Likewise your shorts might be tight, but your ass isn't hanging out of them.<</outfitlist>> There's no exchange of hellos or good mornings between you and Camilla. @@.camilla;"About time,"@@ she snaps irritably when you shut the passenger side door. You don't bother pointing out that she was the one who was late. You get the sense that it would just start a confrontation. Maybe that's what she wants? Some people look for reasons to get into conflicts. If Camilla is one of those types than getting useful information out of her won't be simple. If she's already searching for excuses to squabble with you then being nosy will be ample ammunition. The drive to the mall couldn't be more unpleasant. Camilla smokes the entire way, and although her window is open she gives you a dirty look when you roll yours down . As if to punish you she turns the radio up as loudly as possible, the loud bass of a rap song beating in your ears. <<if $flag.nursenonsense>>When you wince at the punishing volume she rolls her eyes.<<else>>She seems to smirk as you wince from the punishing volume.<</if>> You'd hoped to connect with her a little and establish some sort of a rapport before asking her your questions, but she's obviously trying to make today as miserable as possible. The two of you haven't even crossed from Hope's Point to Lakehill yet and [[she's already gone out of her way to be nasty.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Camilla 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Camilla 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Camilla 2">>The car stops at a red light during a lull between songs changing, and you quickly take advantage of the opportunity it presents. @@.yellow;"Want to get some coffee at the mall? My treat."@@ <<if $flag.nursenonsense>>@@.camilla;"Whatever."@@ She shrugs and looks indifferent, but that's still an improvement over the irritability. Hey, you'll take it. Progress is progress.<<else>>@@.camilla;"Go fuck yourself."@@ Well, that didn't go as you'd hoped.<</if>> The rest of the ride is spent in uncomfortable silence. Well, silence of a sort. you two don't talk. [[There's still loud rap music playing.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Camilla 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Camilla 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Camilla 3">>While Camilla hunts for a parking spot you check out the Lakehill Mall. There's five stories of shops in a huge plaza, while outside in each of the cardinal directions are long lanes of more businesses and retailers. You'd read online that it's one of the largest malls in America, although not for much longer. In another few weeks this entire place would be shutting down, with hundreds of jobs likely disappearing at the same time. The entire mall industry has been in a nosedive for decades. Teens don't go to malls anymore to hang out, people would rather stream movies than show up for matinees, and eWardrobes have completely changed the process for clothes shopping. Personally, you never saw the appeal in going to places like these. You're used to the big city, where entire streets are made for consumers, not that you ever partook. But still, what's the point of riding escalators all over a building to hunt for things? You'd use Amazin' to deliver whatever you need. And yet, the Lakehill Mall closing is supposed to be a big deal. Lakehill is a wealthy city, with numerous A-list celebrities keeping summer homes there. It's a hub for music, with aspiring bands and amateur singers doing live performances every night in every bar and restaurant. Tech startups have begun to converge there as well, though you don't know what draws them. It's a startling contrast with Hope's Point. Sure, Hope's Point has properties like the Baker Ranch, where you went to the barn party over a month earlier, but it also has gangs like the Sails and a large divide between those in poverty and those not. Lakehill, on the other hand, has no problems with the homeless or criminal elements. It came as a big surprise, then, that the mall was shutting down. Maybe it's just a sign of the times. Every shop is doing the equivalent of a fire sale, so you suppose that if you're going to get a new wardrobe for cheap then [[this is a good day to do it.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Camilla 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Camilla 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Camilla 4">>Camilla eventually finds a parking spot, but it's so far from the mall that she starts cursing all over again. She lights up another cigarette to smoke while you two walk to the mall entrance, then demands that you wait for her to finish it. You're still amazed that this girl works in a hospital. She's unhealthy, trashy and rude. How the hell is this woman a medical professional? @@.camilla;"Let's go,"@@ she sneers after one last, long drag of the cigarette. She drops it onto the ground without putting it out. You unobtrusively stomp it out and then anxiously follow her inside. <<if $flag.nursenonsense>>You're in luck; there's a coffee shop immediately to the right. You point it out to Camilla and the two of you go inside. She waits impatiently while you order two caramel lattes. There's no thanks or gratitude when you hand her one, but some of her pissy attitude does seem to vanish.<<else>>There's a coffee shop immediately to the right, but you don't think Camilla is on board with the detour. With no small amount of longing you walk past it.<</if>> The brunette nurse takes the lead. Every shop has signs in the windows proclaiming their various deals and sales. You're surprised when she ignores some of the more common clothes retailers. Where are we going? She walks like she knows where she's going, and [[you've got no choice but to follow her.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Camilla 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Camilla 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Camilla 5">>The direction you two are walking in takes you to one end of the mall. A big box store has a huge presence there, taking up a large part of this wing for four of the mall's five stories. You've never shopped at a Club Mart before; your family tended to look down on these types of retailers. Your mother would have been mortified to ever be caught wearing something that was purchased in a store like this. The Club Mart has even cheaper deals than the shops you've already passed. You expect you shouldn't be surprised that Janet and Camilla want you shopping here. As inexpensive as clothes are today, why spend any extra money when you're only here until the end of summer? Still, Club Mart is known for cheap clothing that's even more cheaply made. And the type of people who frequent Club Mart tend to be on the low-brow side. You glance toward Camilla. Now that you think about it, it looks like her clothes were bought here. Did all of the windtraps shop at places like this? <<if $flag.nursenonsense>>She sips on her latte and gives you a surly look. @@.camilla;"This way."@@ She leads you to the two-thirds of the store set aside for women's clothing.<<else>>She gives a backward glance to make sure you're following her, then she stomps off toward the two-thirds of the store set aside for women's clothing.<</if>> The closest section toward you is mostly casual wear. Even though everything is on sale and cheaper than anything else in the mall, [[Camilla still heads for the discount racks.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Camilla 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Camilla 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Camilla 6">>Everything on the discount racks looks like unsellable castoffs. You're starting to wonder if it's Camilla's or Janet's call to be shopping here. Janet wanted you to look like a windtrap, and that might require shelling out more cash somewhere else. Sure, Camilla fits right in here, but the girls you saw outside of the clubhouse wore a lot of clothing that screamed "fuck me." There's no "fuck me" clothing here. Just "fuck you" clothing, which is different. <<if $flag.nursenonsense>>The skinny young woman pulls a button-down shirt off of the rack, as well as a pair of jeans that have cheap, gaudy rhinestones of the butt pockets. @@.camilla;"Go try these on."@@ She points toward a nearby area where there are changing rooms and waiting chairs.<<else>><<AddFem 2>>The irritable young woman yanks a shirt off the rank. It's a black tank top with the words "Daddy's Girl" written in pink cursive. You cringe at the idea of any father – let alone yours, he'd have an aneurysm – ever seeing their child in something like this. Next she grabs a pair of purple spandex shorts. Again, you cringe. You've worn panties that provide more coverage than these. @@.camilla;"Go put these on."@@ She points toward a nearby area for changing rooms. Some chairs for people to wait in are right outside.<</if>> You take the clothes from her and enter one of the unoccupied changing rooms, locking the door behind you. You take a closer look at the clothes as you pull them on. <<if $flag.nursenonsense>>The shirt is a dull orange color. Half of the buttons are missing. It's not a huge problem, as the data for the clothing will be free of tears and imperfections, but for the purposes of trying it on you'll be flashing your bra quite a bit. The jeans aren't much better. They're tight and clearly made for someone whose waist is curvier than yours. The fit is all wrong, and you look as odd in them as Camilla does in her clothes. Maybe that's the point?<<else>>The material of the tank top is thin, and despite it being a dark color it's still far too easy to see your bra underneath. On a preteen girl or younger the lettering might be cute, but on your more mature body it looks like it's in poor taste. The shorts are better than you thought, but not by much. They're stretchy enough on your legs, ending slightly below your crotch, but the waist rides very low and your underwear peeks out over them. You check your reflection in the mirror and see a girl with obvious daddy issues. <<if $fem lt 1600>>Maybe this is windtrap clothing afer all, you chuckle to yourself. You make a mental note not to repeat that joke where Camilla can hear you.<<else>>I really hope she doesn't make me get this!<</if>><</if>> @@.camilla;"Hurry up,"@@ [[your moody partner's shrill voice summons you from the dressing room.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Camilla 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Camilla 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Camilla 7">>When you step out she shakes her head. @@.camilla;"Awful."@@ You aren't sure if she means the top or the <<if $flag.nursenonsense>>jeans<<else>>shorts<</if>>. Or just you in general. She shoves a pile of more clothes into your hands. @@.camilla;"Try the next ones."@@ You go back into the changing room and pull on the next thing, an animal print dress with a short skirt and low neckline. For the better part of an hour of you try things on and turn in place while Camilla disparages it. Many of the things she has you wear seem to be conflicting; a patterned top with a completely different patterned skirt, overalls with no top to wear with it so your bra is the only thing covering your breasts, a sequined blouse that is overly large on you while shiny latex pants are so tight that you can't button them. You notice a pattern to Camilla's tastes. Is it short, tight or shiny? Then she likes it. If it has multiple of those qualities then even better. @@.camilla;"Alright. Enough."@@ The whole time you were taking clothes on and off she was using the dressing room's outside interface to save the garments she liked. She saves the cart's contents and then [[beckons for you to follow her.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Camilla 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Camilla 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Camilla 8">>Camilla leads you to the shoe section of Club Mart. She has you sit while she brings various boxes over. They're all gigantic heels; Club Mart doesn't quite have the "stripper heel" style, but after five or more inches any shoe will begin to look that way. Again you notice that she favors the bright colors and shiny fashions over anything muted or felt. The ones she likes she punches into a terminal, adding onto the saved cart from before. From your vantage point you can't see everything, but you spot a few underwear selections as she scrolls through the list. Clearly she doesn't care how that looks on you. <<if $flag.nursenonsense>><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">>Both of you have finished your coffees at this point, throwing them away in the nearest trash receptacle. You notice a slight change to her attitude. She's still crabby, but a few times she actually asks you your opinion between two similar things, such as whether you like the purple or the pink heels. Your input doesn't ever seem to matter, but at least she asks.<<else>>Camilla's mood doesn't improve. She grows more agitated as the minutes pass, and you wonder if she needs a smoke break. You don't dare to suggest it, but you secretly hope she'll go take one.<</if>> @@.camilla;"Come on."@@ Shoe shopping apparently done, [[Camilla takes you out of Club Mart and into a different part of the mall.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Camilla 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Camilla 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Camilla 9">>You follow her down from the mall's second floor. You approach one of those girly stores that sells accessories and jewelry that teens seem to like so much. It's also famous for piercings, which makes you nervous, but Camilla strides past it. Relieved, you continue to follow her. The two of you are almost at the other end of the mall before she slows down. The shop she's heading toward makes you wish you'd stopped in the teenage jewelry store. No. You gulp and try not to panic. You reluctantly follow Camilla into the tattoo parlor. It's dark, but surprisingly clean. The walls are covered with pictures of completed tattoos and concept ideas, like a snake swallowing an eyeball. A bored looking woman with bright red hair and a septum piercing waves from behind the register. @@.green;"What's up?"@@ You can see a tattoo of an American flag creeping up her neck. On the other side is a tombstone with big letters spelling RIP beneath which are three small rows of initials. Behind her is a curtain that is likely blocking off the rest of the tattoo parlor. @@.camilla;"How much are your piercings?"@@ The woman hands her a book of prices. Panic makes you emboldened enough to speak. @@.yellow;"Camilla – "@@ The nurse frowns at you. @@.camilla;"Thanks,"@@ she tells the woman with red hair. @@.camilla;"We're going to look at this over here."@@ [[Camilla grabs your arm and leads you to a far corner|W6Sun][$control.location to "Camilla 10"]] where your whispers won't be overheard.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Camilla 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Camilla 10">>You take a deep breath in anticipation of what is sure to be a big argument, but Camilla holds up a hand to stop you. <<if $flag.nursenonsense>>@@.camilla;"Girls have their ears pierced."@@ Her tone is reasonable, if a bit abrupt. @@.camilla;"And so do guys."@@ There's enough emphasis on the last word that you see her point. Men and women both get their ears pierced. Everyone does. So why not you? @@.camilla;"It's not weird for a boy to have his ears pierced,"@@ she whispers, @@.camilla;"but it's super weird for a girl not to."@@ Fuck. But she has a point. @@.yellow;"Fine."@@ You don't like it, but maybe when this nightmare is over a Danny with pierced ears will be a hit with the ladies. @@.camilla;"And Janet wants you to get your tongue done, too."@@ @@.yellow;"What?"@@ You didn't mean to shout. The shopkeepr glances toward the two of you but doesn't seem to care. @@.camilla;"Shut up,"@@ the nurse glares. @@.camilla;"She said to tell you 'a tongue will make them want to feel it.' I think we both know what that means. But she said it's your choice."@@ She smiles a little, more softly than you would have expected. @@.camilla;"Guys have tongue studs, too. Just sayin'."@@ With that she sidles away to look at some of the artwork on the wall. Fuck, fuck, fuck. But in your heart you know Janet is right. If your mouth is more appealing then the Sails will want to fuck that and not one of your other holes. And if your dick is coming back in a week then you really don't want any men trying to stick their dicks in your crotch. It makes sense to get your tongue pierced. Camilla is right, too. Guys have tongue studs. But can you really go through with something like this when the goal is to incentivize dudes to put their cocks into your mouth? You can tell you don't have much time before Camilla loses her patience. <<if $fem gte 1340>> [[Camilla and Janet both raise good points. You need to make sure that your dick isn't discovered once you get it back. Get your tongue and ears pierced.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Camilla 11"; $fem += 3, $tracking.piercing += "tongue "]]<</if>><<if $fem lt 1450>> [[You can't bring yourself to get your tongue pierced. Tell Camilla you'll do your ears only.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Camilla 11"]]<</if>><<else>>@@.camilla;"Girls have their ears pierced."@@ Her tone is threatening, angry. @@.camilla;"And so do guys. And Janet says you have to."@@ You try to ignore her tone and focus on her words. She's right, it's not unusual for men and women alike to have their ears pierced. Okay, maybe you can to do this. @@.yellow;"Fine."@@ You don't like it, but maybe when this nightmare is over a Danny with pierced ears will be a hit with the ladies. @@.camilla;"And Janet wants you to get your tongue done, too."@@ @@.yellow;"What?"@@ You didn't mean to shout. The shopkeepr glances toward the two of you but doesn't seem to care. @@.camilla;"Shut up,"@@ the nurse hisses. @@.camilla;"She said to tell you 'a tongue will make them want to feel it.' I think we both know what that means. And you have to."@@ She smiles wickedly and then sidles away to look at some of the artwork on the wall, giving you time to think. Fuck, fuck, fuck. But in your heart you know Janet is right. If your mouth is more appealing then the Sails will want to fuck that and not one of your other holes. And if your dick is coming back in a week then you really don't want any men trying to stick their dicks in your crotch. It makes sense to get your tongue pierced. Camilla is right, too. Guys have tongue studs. But can you really go through with something like this when the goal is to incentivize dudes to putting their cocks into your mouth? You can tell you don't have much time before Camilla loses her patience. And it's not like you have a choice. [[Janet may be forcing you to do it, but her logic is sound. You need to make sure that your dick isn't discovered once you get it back. Get your tongue and ears pierced.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Camilla 11"; $fem += 3, $tracking.piercing += "tongue "]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Camilla 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Camilla 11">><<AddFem 8>><<set $flag.earrings to true>>Camilla leaves to talk to the tattooed woman. You stay where you are, feeling disconcerted. You know that, objectively, this shouldn't be that big a deal. You've got a vagina and tits, guys have fucked you, you're trying on clothes to look like a Sails groupie... but somehow this feels more permanent. You've been telling yourself that all the things that have happened can be undone or forgotten. But getting parts of your body pierced feels too enduring to forget. Despite the situation, three things make you feel a little better. The first is that piercings can heal. You remember years ago overhearing your mom tell your dad that Sasha had gotten her bellybutton pierced. Your mother had scoffed and said that she hoped her sister, your aunt Bernice, would talk sense into Sasha quickly enough that the hole could close. So maybe it's not as permanent as you feared. But even if it is, the second thing helps with that. Camilla was right, men with pierced ears <<if $tracking.piercing>>or tongues <</if>>don't stand out. Heck, some girls even dig dudes with metal in their face. And finally, the third thing you know that is this will help you maintain your secret. Even girls who don't wear earrings still have holes in their lobes. <<if $tracking.piercing>>And of course the argument about the tongue stud, well, you can see it helping when your dick is back in town. You just don't like it.<</if>> @@.camilla;"Come on,"@@ [[Camilla beckons for you to follow her and the woman.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Camilla 12"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Camilla 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Camilla 12">>The redhead parts the curtain to reveal a wide room. There are chairs and square stations with the names of different artists labeled above each. It sort of reminds of you going to a barber, if the barber were into excessive ink, heavy metal and lots of dark decorations. In the back of the room is a second curtain that doesn't quite reach the floor. You can tell that beyond it is more space, perhaps for storage. @@.green;"Tasha!"@@ the redhead shouts toward the other side of the heavy drapes. Almost immediately a person steps out from behind it. So not a storage area, then. Maybe the employee break room? The woman – who you assume to be Tasha – is in her late twenties or early thirties. She's got very dark skin, the majority of which is covered with tattoos. She's wearing skinny jeans and a simple tank top, possibly to better show off the sleeves of ink on both arms. You count no less than eight piercings on her face, and that's not even including her ears. @@.red;"Am I up?"@@ She looks from the redhead to you and Camilla. @@.red;"What can I help you guys with?"@@ Her smile is warm and ready, and her rich caramel eyes dance with the sort of joy that you only see in perpetually happy people. She looks intimidating, but sounds sweet. @@.green;"Lobes@@<<if $tracking.piercing>>@@.green; and tongue@@<</if>>@@.green;,"@@ the bored redhead says. [[She leaves to go back to the register.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Camilla 13"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Camilla 13 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Camilla 13">>Tasha pats one of the chairs, gesturing for you to sit down. @@.red;"Lobes, huh? Did yours close up, or is this your first time?"@@ She works while she speaks, bringing out a number of sharp tools. You gulp when the older woman holds up something that looks suspiciously like a pair of pliers. @@.yellow;"First time,"@@ you admit to her. Camilla rolls her eyes. @@.red;"That's more common than you might think."@@ Her steady voice is going a long way toward easing your anxiety. @@.red;"Lots of people have a fear of needles."@@ You didn't think you had a fear, per se, but the wicked instruments in front of are about halfway toward giving you one. Tasha touches each of your ears with a colored marker. @@.red;"So the holes are even,"@@ she explains. @@.red;"You don't want your earrings to look cross-eyed."@@ Of course not. She pulls out a tube and squeezes the contents onto one finger. It looks suspiciously like lube, but when she touches it to your left ear the pleasant tingling that occurs surprises you. She does your right ear next, and then goes back to checking her instruments. [[Within a minute both ears are numb.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Camilla 14"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Camilla 14 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Camilla 14">><<AddFem 3>>Tasha holds up something that looks like a glue gun. @@.red;"Ready?"@@ No. @@.yellow;"Yes."@@ The glue gun is brought to your left ear, then your right. You try not to squirm, wondering when the piercing itself is going to happen. Tasha dabs at both lobes with two cotton swabs, and when they're brought back bloody your jaw drops. @@.yellow;"That was it?"@@ You didn't feel a thing! She laughs. @@.red;"That was it. See, not so scary after all."@@ She holds up two large silver circles and fiddles with them against your ears. When her hands pull back the earrings are gone. You twist your neck and feel the hoops strike your neck. They're so big around you bet you could fit your whole hand through them. Your heart sinks as you realize how they must look. These are stripper earrings. [[Did Camilla pick them out?|W6Sun][$control.location to "Camilla 15"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Camilla 15 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Camilla 15">><<if $tracking.piercing>><<AddFem 5>>The process for piercing your tongue isn't that different. Another tube, skinnier than the last, is brought out and the contents are dabbed onto the top and bottom of your tongue. A second, slightly wider gun appears in Tasha's hand and the scary pliers from before are used to hold your tongue in place. It's done even quicker than the ears were. You try to get used to the strange metal in your mouth. The long bar clacks against your teeth whenever you try to talk. @@.yellow;"It feelth a little thore."@@ You frown. The fuck is this? Did she give me a lisp? @@.red;"Give it a bit. Try to take it easy, if you can. We'll send after-care instructions home with you. Discomfort or soreness is normal, but check the pamphlet we'll give you and go see a medical professional if you need to."@@ <</if>>You fidget in the chair, wanting to go get a look at yourself. Tasha smiles broadly, perhaps because she can sense what you're after. @@.red;"Well, ladies. We're all done here. If you'll come with me."@@ You get off the seat and [[trail Tasha and Camilla back to the front.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Camilla 16"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Camilla 16 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Camilla 16">>While Camilla pays you go examine yourself in the mirror. The earrings are even worse than you thought; they're huge hoops, yes, but there's some sort of glitter in the metal so that with every turn of your head they sparkle and demand attention. Who picked these out? Was it Janet? That doesn't make sense, you frown. She's not here to inspect their inventory, no way she could have chosen this specific model. It's more likely that Camilla selected the ridiculous hoops. Again you wonder what you did to piss this girl off so much. What if she likes them? That possibility hadn't occurred to you, but what if Camilla isn't trying to punish you? What if she genuinely likes gaudy, tasteless crap like this? Great. <<if $tracking.piercing>>Next you turn your attention to the thing in your tongue. It's a steel bar, with a ball on the bottom portion. The top part is a flat, squat rectangle with the words "DO ME" inside. For fuck's sakes. You want to yell at Camilla for giving you something so embarrassing, but you tell yourself it's fine. When you get home you'll take all the piercings out, and you'll only put them in again when you have to go see the Sails.<<else>>You decide that as soon as you get home you'll take the earrings out. When you're around the Sails you'll put them back in, but you won't be caught dead in them otherwise.<</if>> Camilla finishes paying and [[the two of you leave the tattoo parlor.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Camilla 17"]] @@.camilla;"Come on,"@@ she says. @@.camilla;"I'm hungry."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Camilla 17 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Camilla 17">><<AddFem 2>>Instead of taking you directly to the food court she makes you follow her outside and wait while she smokes two cigarettes back to back. You stand there, self-conscious with the new metal in your face. Are people staring at me? Do I look ridiculous? The answers are probably no and yes, respectively. When she finishes smoking the two of you head to the food court. Camilla orders a taco, while you examine the options in front of you. <<if $tracking.piercing>>Your tongue is quite sore, so you opt to get a smoothie instead of anything substantial that might require chewing. Plus, maybe the coldness of the smoothie will help with swelling. You still can't talk without a slight lisp.<<else>>You end up settling on pizza. But can one really "settle" for pizza?<</if>> Ordering food is made all the worse by the smirk the attendant gives you. It's probably because of your new piercings. She must think I'm so trashy. You join Camilla at a small table, and the two of you sit in silence for a few minutes. After puffing on two cigs and getting half a taco in her the nurse looks far less irritable than she usually does. You decide that this might be your best opportunity to [[ask her some questions.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Camilla 18"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Camilla 18 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Camilla 18">><<if $tracking.piercing>><<AddFem 2>><<if $flag.nursenonsense>>@@.yellow;"Tho, I wanted to athk you about thomthing."@@ You wince as the bar in your mouth clacks loudly against your teeth. She shakes her head. @@.camilla;"No idea what you just said."@@ She glares. @@.camilla;"That stupid lisp is annoying. Keep it down until you sound normal."@@ Disappointed, you shut up. So much for getting answers. You're tempted to ask your questions anyway, but you aren’t sure how she'll react. Will she storm out and leave you here, a city away from home and looking like a wannabe hooker? Or will she just be mean? You end up not saying anything else, as much from fear of her actions as the way you hate how you sound.<<else>>@@.yellow;"Tho, I wanted to athk you about thomthing."@@ You wince as the bar in your mouth clacks loudly against your teeth. She shakes her head. @@.camilla;"No idea what you just said."@@ She glares. @@.camilla;"That stupid lisp is annoying me. Keep your mouth shut until you aren't talking like a freak."@@ Disappointed, you shut up. So much for getting answers. You're tempted to ask your questions anyway, but you aren’t sure how she'll react. Will she storm out and leave you here, a city away from home and looking like a wannabe hooker? Or will she just be mean? You end up not saying anything else, as much from fear of her actions as the way you hate how you sound.<</if>><<else>><<AddFem 3>>@@.yellow;"So, I wanted to ask you about something."@@ You hope she won't react poorly. She gives you a dirty look and sighs. @@.camilla;"What?"@@ Not exactly a welcoming way to being a conversation, but she didn't shut you down, so you feel a little encouraged. @@.yellow;"At the hospital,"@@ you keep your voice low, @@.yellow;"when I had that procedure, did you guys do anything to make stuff more sensitive?"@@ She frowns. @@.camilla;"What? What do you mean?"@@ @@.yellow;"Just, things."@@ You gesture helplessly at your body. @@.yellow;"The places where you guys did stuff, it feels really sensitive. Like, more than it should."@@ @@.camilla;"Are you in pain?"@@ Her medical background must be demanding she get more information, despite her dislike for you. @@.yellow;"No, not exactly. But even the smallest touch is a lot to deal with."@@ You hesitate. @@.yellow;"And even when I don't feel like I'm in the mood, things get ready on their own."@@ She looks at you for a second. @@.camilla;"You're talking about sex?"@@ You nod, face burning, and she shrugs. @@.camilla;"Don't know what to tell you, babe. If sex is feeling good and your body is getting aroused then consider yourself lucky. Some girls are so big down there they can't feel shit, or they need lube no matter how into it they are."@@ The conversation lapses again. You mull over her words. You don't trust the woman at all, but she seems too petty to not rub it in if she had done something. She's the type to gloat; if she's not giving you a hard time about it then she's likely telling the truth. So what does that mean? Why do you get so aroused when sex is imminent? Why does it feel as good as it does?<</if>> When lunch is over [[you follow Camilla out of the food court|W6Sun][$control.location to "Camilla 19"]], with no more answers than when you sat down. Just like yesterday, today has not gone as you'd hoped.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Camilla 19 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Camilla 19">>Camilla stops at one of the pay terminals and punches in the code for the saved cart. The total comes up, and it seems like shopping at the discount racks kept the final price down. You do notice a bunch of things on there that you never seen saw in the store. It looks like jewelry and purses are on the list. Who knows what else? @@.camilla;"Can't believe Janet is spending this much on you,"@@ the girl grumbles, as if a hundred bucks is unreasonable. She takes out a card and swipes it. @@.camilla;"What's your eWardrobe number?"@@ You get it from your phone and give it to her. She punches it in and scowls. @@.camilla;"The fuck? Three weeks to do a cloud download? How old is your machine?"@@ She doesn't wait for an answer as she taps a few more buttons. The terminal spits out a small rectangle. @@.camilla;"Alright, here's a USB. Wait, nevermind. I was going to wirelessly put your outfits together after they downloaded but that won't work now. I'll go home and get some ideas going, then I'll drop the USB off tonight."@@ She stalks away from the machine and you rush to keep up with her. Clearly she wasn't waiting for you agree to her proposal. It's past midday now. Everywhere you'd gone in the mall had been crowded, with the exception of the Club Mart discount racks and the tattoo parlor. You and Camilla get into her car and she begins the tense drive back to Hope's Point. Just like this morning, the ride is full of loud music and heavy clouds of smoke. When she pulls up to the cottage the car does more of a rolling stop than a complete one, and you almost twist your ankle getting out of it. You wonder how miserable it must be to always be in a bad mood. You can't imagine the mean girl leads a very happy life. Still, you're done with her. [[You're happy to be home.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Camilla 20"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Camilla 20 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Camilla 20">>You're glad to be free of the harpy that is Camilla. You go to the mirror first thing to stare at your piercings again, still partially in disbelief. Whatever aftercare instructions you were supposed to get must have been handed to the surly nurse, and she apparently "forgot" to give them to you. You do some internet searches to make sure there isn't anything specific you should or shouldn't be doing. The last thing you want is to accidentally give yourself an infection. <<if $tracking.piercing>>In addition to learning how to keep things clean, you also learn that tongue piercings can only be removed with a special tool. You'd likely need to return to the parlor or go somewhere else that does piercings just to find a person who could help you get it out. @@.yellow;"Thon of a bith,"@@ you mutter. So much for removing it when you're not around the Sails. <</if>>The hoops are easy enough to get out, thank Zeus. The warning online said to leave them in for six weeks to make sure they don't close, but you can't sleep with giant fucking circles in your ears. You want to take them out, but you don't want to piss of Janet either. What if they close overnight and she gets mad when she sees you? She might pull out a safety pin or something and do a home piercing. The very idea of it makes you shudder. You head to the eWardrobe and talk to it. <<if $tracking.piercing>><<AddFem 2>>@@.yellow;"Computer, I juth got my earfth pierthed. The earringth are too big, though. Can you give me thomething thmall to thweep in?"@@ You scowl. This fucking lisp is getting ridiculous. At least the machine doesn't struggle to understand you. <<else>>@@.yellow;"Computer, I just got my ears pierced. The earrings are too big, though. Can you give me something small to sleep in?"@@<</if>> You think again about what you read. It takes six weeks for the holes to be permanent, right? That's what the internet said. [[So as long as you remove then in five weeks nobody will be the wiser.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Camilla 21"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Camilla 21 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Camilla 21">><<WearPajama>>There's a confirmation ding, and you step inside to change into your pajamas. When you emerge you're wearing Sasha's most appropriate pair of pajamas – her only pair of appropriate pajamas – and your hoops are replaced by tiny gold studs in a butterfly design. Whatever, it's fucking better than sleeping with hula hoops in my ears. You head to the kitchen to make a sandwich, texting Justine as you do that you're thinking about her. You bring the plate back to your bed and watch TV while you eat. A few hours later you head back to the kitchen to clean up. Justine never texted you back, which is weird, but maybe she's busy. You decide to go to bed. Camilla never stopped by to give you your USB, but knowing how much she dislikes you she'll probably deliver it at three in the morning just to be a bitch. You hit the pillow and fall asleep to idle fantasies of getting the girl's medical license taken away. It might be vengeful, but the daydream is so satisfying that [[you're passed out in no time.|Week start]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa">>@@.hotpink;"My mistake, sorry. I hate when people use my full first name, too. I'm Mel."@@ She holds a hand out, and you shake it. You wonder what Mel is short for. Melinda? Melody? Melistopholes? Probably not that one. The car lurches forward and Mel smoothly segues into a new topic. @@.hotpink;"Here, I'm supposed to give you this before we get into things."@@ She holds out a smartphone and you take it. On the screen is a text message. When you're reading this, $name, send "y" back. More secretive correspondence? Lisa's paranoia would almost be funny if you weren't living such a nightmare. You reply with the "y" and wait. It's not even a minute before a long message, clearly copy and pasted, comes in. $name, this is Mel. She is a fashion & style consultant that has been paid an expensive fee to outfit you with the right clothing necessary to take the next step in the plan. She has not been told anything about you other than a few truths: you are involved with my son against my desires, you wear unsavory and low-class outfits, we desire to polish your image somewhat to be more acceptable for dating someone of my family's personage, and finally you have agreed to defer to her judgment in all things. I do not suggest revealing anything personal to her. Send "y" back if you understand. So Mel doesn't know that you used to be a boy. And by reading between the lines you can tell that Lisa doesn't want her to. Okay. You send back the "y" again and [[a moment later the entire chat history disappears.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Lisa 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 2">><<AddFem 3>>@@.yellow;"Um, do I give you this back?"@@ @@.hotpink;"Please and thank you."@@ Mel takes the phone from you and slips it into a purse you hadn't noticed. It's a fashionable clutch that matches her belt and shoes. @@.hotpink;"Has Miss Baker sent you the itinerary for today?"@@ You shake your head no and she purses her lips. @@.hotpink;"That's disappointing. I find that the key to success is preparation, communication and collaboration."@@ The words flow out so smoothly that you suspect she's repeated this phrase a few thousand times. The car comes to a quick halt and you both rock in place. It starts up again and Mel continues. @@.hotpink;"The Lakehill Mall is having quite the sale, and in my experience that is the time to avoid going to shops. Too many people, and it's too difficult to get expedient service."@@ You don't bother hiding your confusion. @@.yellow;"So where are we going?"@@ Wasn't the purpose of going today to take advantage of the sale? Though given how much money the Bakers have it's not like they really need to exercise seasonal discounts. @@.hotpink;"There's a high-end strip of stores in Lakehill,"@@ Mel explains, @@.hotpink;"that I'm told is quite chic. I've arranged appointments for private dressing rooms in several of the more promising shops. As long as we stick to the itinerary and keep to our schedule we'll have you looking completely different in no time."@@ She beams. Great. You stare out the window and watch the scenery go by, too defeated to make small talk. Mel, for her part, doesn't force any conversation. [[She seems content to let you brood while she plays on her smart phone.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Lisa 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 3">>Twentyish minutes later the town car stops out front of a Normandy Rack. You get out and wait while Mel gives some directions to the driver. She's not too long, and before you know it you're being led into the store. @@.hotpink;"There's an employee. Excuse me, miss? Yes, we have an appointment. Under Baker. Thank you."@@ You wait until Mel nods, and then you follow her into a spacious dressing room. It must be one traditionally reserved for people with disabilities, because it's very wide and has hand bars everywhere. You hope some poor woman in a wheelchair isn't going to be deprived because of you. I wonder how much it cost to reserve stuff like this. To your surprise there are several piles of clothes already there. You give Mel a questioning look, and she taps her wrist meaningfully, despite no watch being there. @@.hotpink;"It's easier to stick to a schedule if all prep work is done ahead of time. I gave every store instructions on what clothes to have waiting for us; I have quite a few ideas of things that will look good on you – I'm jealous, your body type could really work with any style – and it's more expedient to have those ideas ready ahead of time."@@ Mel crosses to the first pile and hangs up several articles of clothing. A thin sweater, a high-necked blouse, a long skirt that reaches your ankles. [[She smoothes them out once by one.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Lisa 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 4">>@@.hotpink;"I was told you aren't concerned with modesty, so I planned on staying in here while you changed to keep things moving smoothly."@@ She hesitates. @@.hotpink;"I can step outside if you like, but it's very important we stick to the schedule."@@ @@.yellow;"It's fine. Can you, just, um..."@@ you don't like the idea of changing in front of anyone, but how do you explain that up until now nobody but Kurt and some doctors have seen your downstairs? Mel picks up on what you mean, though. @@.hotpink;"Of course."@@ She turns away and fusses with more clothes while you quickly change into the outfit she picked out. @@.hotpink;"That looks good on you,"@@ she observes when you've signaled that she's okay to turn around. You don't know if you agree. The outfit is conservative, and undoubtedly feminine, but does that make it better than Sasha's clothes? You look like <<if $fem gte 800>><<AddFem 3>>a teenage girl on her way to church with her parents.<<else>><<AddFem 5>>a naughty girl just waiting to sneak out of bible study so she can run off with her boyfriend. A wolf in sheep's clothing, indeed. Or is it more like a skank in prude's clothing?<</if>> [[You feel faker than you have in weeks|W6Sun][$control.location to "Lisa 5"]], which is surprising given everything that's happened.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 5">>Mel has you change into a long-sleeved, ankle length sundress next. After that is another modest dress with a floral print. For the better part of an hour you try on everything in Mel's piles. Occasionally she clucks her tongue at something you're wearing and opens the door to direct some beleaguered employee to get a different thing. In the entire time of trying on clothes the shortest skirt and dress you wear is knee length, which is quite the difference from what you're used to. You can't tell if it's a nice change or not. @@.hotpink;"Next stop,"@@ Mel says cheerfully. The two of you have stayed ahead of her schedule and she is quite pleased. @@.hotpink;"Now we do shoes."@@ She walks you to another store. At least for this you get to sit. Sort of. Shoeboxes await you in a back room of the store, and Mel makes you walk around in each pair. Again, they're far less wild than Sasha's shoes at home. Lots of flats, mary janes, and short pumps in pastel colors. Mel takes notes on her phone the entire time. @@.hotpink;"These will go well with the sundress. Try on the white ones next, please."@@ You had no idea there were so many types of girl shoes. You figured there were heels, sandals, and everything in between. There are more categories of female footwear than there are countries in the world, you think sourly as your feet are crammed into yet another pair of wedges. [[Maybe you're exaggerating, but only barely.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Lisa 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 6">>@@.hotpink;"Where is the car? I texted the driver – ah, there it is."@@ Mel impatiently taps her foot until the town car stops at the curbside in front of you. @@.hotpink;"Be a little more punctual, please. We only stay ahead of schedule if we are prompt in our actions."@@ You wonder if the driver is going to strangle her. You wouldn't testify against him if he did. You're relieved to be leaving the shoe store behind. The town car drives a few streets over and then stops outside of a high-end salon. @@.hotpink;"In we go,"@@ Mel ushers you out of the vehicle. She's hardly a step inside before she's barking at an employee. @@.hotpink;"I just got off the phone with your manager, tell him the Baker party is here."@@ Mel turns to you. @@.hotpink;"Any fear of needles I need to know about? Your file said none, but I always like to make sure. And in the next six weeks are you going anywhere that requires complete removal of jewelry?"@@ There's no way that couldn't set alarm bells off into your head. @@.yellow;"Um. Why?"@@ @@.hotpink;"To pierce your ears,"@@ the beautiful woman answers calmly. @@.hotpink;"I read that you went through a tomboy phase and never got it done, but it's a bit odd for a young woman to not wear earrings. I've already sampled some beautiful pieces to accentuate your skin tone and cheekbones. You'll need to keep them in for at least six weeks so the holes don't close, so try not to do anything where you might have to take them out."@@ [[She wants you to get your ears pierced?!|W6Sun][$control.location to "Lisa 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 7">><<AddFem 3>>@@.hotpink;"Is this going to be a problem?"@@ Mel must have seen the look of alarm in your face. @@.hotpink;"If you do have a fear of needles, let me know now. The piercing gun doesn't resemble a needle in any way, but we can arrange for you to be distracted."@@ You have no idea what to say. You've seen enough porn to know that men and women can both have their ears pierced. Those dudes are some of the most masculine on the planet, and they pull off earrings pretty well. But the idea of changing your body in such a permanent manner is quite terrifying. Sure, you technically have a whole different downstairs situation, but that's temporary. She did say that if the earrings aren't in for at least six weeks then the holes would close. Well, by then your downstairs situation will be resolved, so that should be fine. Right? You can just take the earrings out in five weeks and the holes will close on their own. @@.yellow;"It's fine,"@@ you answer thickly. A bald man in a flowing white shirt appears. @@.orange;"The Baker party? Right this way, please."@@ Mel gives you a gentle push on your shoulder, and [[you both follow him.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Lisa 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 8">>The salon is clean and orderly, with a high ceiling and a tiled floor. Chairs like you've seen in barbershops occupy one wall, set evenly apart, with large mirrors placed near each one. Hair product is interspersed between each station. Along the other wall are a different kind of chairs, with bottles of nail polish in between those. In between are a number of benches and loveseats, near small coffee tables carrying an array of magazines. A number of stylists flit about the floor, and one cuts your group off to offer you cucumber water from the wide tray she's holding. @@.hotpink;"Thank you,"@@ Mel takes one, but you decline. The bald man stops at one of the salon chairs. @@.orange;"Right here, miss."@@ You sit, and in the mirror's reflection you watch Mel settle into one of the loveseats. She has cucumber water in one hand and her phone in the other, a faint smile on her face. The bald man has gone, but two of his employees are already swirling around you. Nobody bothers to explain what they're doing, and both of them are moving so fast that you're struggling to track them. In the mirror's reflection you see one hold up a something that must be the piercing gun Mel mentioned, but your view is obscured by the other standing in front of you and rubbing something onto your earlobes. You squeeze your eyes shut, and [[you wonder when this will end.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Lisa 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 9">><<AddFem 2>><<set $flag.earrings to true>>@@.hotpink;"The diamonds, I think."@@ Mel's voice from behind you startles you, and you open your eyes. One of the employees is dabbing at your earlobes with a bloody cotton ball. The other has a pair of earrings in each hand, one a set of pearls and the other tiny diamonds. The latter goes into your ears, and when the employees finally get out of your way you're able to see yourself in the mirror. Small, dainty jewels gleam in both of your ears. They aren't so small that they're tiny, but the size lets you see the redness of your skin around both earrings. @@.hotpink;"Perfect,"@@ Mel pronounces. @@.hotpink;"$name, let's be off."@@ She's already ushering you out of the seat, her thumb quickly tapping against her phone's screen even though she isn't even looking at it. This time the town car is waiting. @@.hotpink;"Much better."@@ Mel nods approvingly at the driver when you slide in, [[but he doesn't seem to react.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Lisa 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 10">>Two more hours go by, with you whisked from store to store. Underwear. Dresses. Skirts. Tops. Athletic clothing. Shoes. Mel isn't satisfied unless you hit at least two different stores per clothing category. The consultant uses her phone to track every article of clothing that she likes, so you're never forced to carry any bags, at least. The downside is that you can't really be sure of what she's selecting. Some things she'll say look good on you, but then you'll hear her mutter stuff like, @@.hotpink;"It'll never do."@@ The one common theme between all of it is a sense of chaste purity. At one point you ask when you'll be stopping for food. @@.hotpink;"It's not in the itinerary,"@@ Mel says. @@.hotpink;"But here, I have a soy supplement bar if you're hungry. It's a hundred calories."@@ You have no idea if a hundred calories is good or bad, but you take it anyway. It tastes the way you'd imagine cardboard would. Not good. Things blur together, and you find yourself frequently grabbing your ePhone to entertain yourself. Mel allows it at first, but it isn't long before she takes the device from you. @@.hotpink;"I'll give it back later. Did you know you slouch when you're on your phone? It's terrible posture, and I need to see you at your best when deciding on the optimal wardrobe."@@ You find yourself daydreaming about Call of Deity to pass the time, imaging that Lisa Baker is Hades, with Mel as the Cerberus summon, and you're a Heracles cleaving both in two. [[It's quite soothing.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Lisa 11"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 11">>@@.hotpink;"Today went quite well,"@@ Mel tells you. She's next to you in the town car, her phone out and thumb tapping furiously. @@.yellow;"Are we done?"@@ You ask hopefully, not even caring if she's offended. @@.hotpink;"Yes, I think so. Well, you are. Here's your phone back. I'll spend tonight compiling all of the outfits together, and you should have the data in the morning."@@ Her eyes never leave the screen of her phone. @@.hotpink;"I know you'll technically be able to mix and match things together to make your own outfit, but I advise against it. We're going for a certain look, here, and the preset choices I'll be leaving you with will achieve just that."@@ The town car stops outside of your cottage. Gratefully, you slide out of the car. Your ears are throbbing slightly and you want nothing more than to lock yourself away from the world. @@.hotpink;"It was nice to meet you, Danielle!"@@ Mel rolls down the window and calls out as the car pulls away. @@.yellow;"It's $name,"@@ you mutter, glaring at the retreating vehicle. With a heavy sigh [[you go inside the cottage.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Lisa 12"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 12">>As soon as you walk inside you see Lisa's tablet, the red light at the top blinking to let you know that she's sent another message. You open it, but it's a brief note stating that she heard from Mel and your work for the day is done. I hate this bitch so much. It's mid-afternoon, and all you want to do is forget about yourself and your life. For some reason, you feel horny. Before your time in Hope's Point you would jerk off multiple times a day. You haven't dared to do that since the operation, but maybe it would let off a little steam? On the other hand, to idea of exploring yourself that way is just uncomfortable. You suppose you could just play video games, instead. That would definitely make you feel more like your old self. What will you do? Jerk that di – err, [[flick that bean?|W6Sun][$control.location to "Porn"]] No way you're doing anything with yourself below the belt until Mr. Happy is back in town. [[Play some video games.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Video games"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn">>You boot up Nutflex and check out the featured video of the day. Tiny Hottie Gets Facial! @@.yellow;"Nope."@@ You can't imagine yourself as the one spraying cum if you don't even have a dick to stroke. You always like to picture yourself as one of the participants in the porn you watch, and you're afraid you wouldn't end up as the cum sprayer in this scenario. But rather the spray-ee. The cum receiver? Whatever. @@.yellow;"Let's find something else."@@ Blonde Amateur Takes Big Black Cock For The First Time would normally be a must, but not today. @@.yellow;"Pass,"@@ you sigh. You need to bookmark these for when your penis is back. @@.yellow;"I think we have a winner."@@ Lesbian Girls Rub Their Tits Together is the next video. That has to be safe for consumption in your current state, right? [[You eagerly boot it up|W6Sun][$control.location to "Porn 2"]], your hand slipping down to your crotch, resting just outside of your underwear.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn 2">>A curvy Hispanic girl caresses a slimmer redhead. Both are already nude, and it's obvious that the camera turned on midway into the interaction. A bed is behind them, and in the background you can see their clothes strewn across the floor. <<if $route.val>>Neither of them look anything like Val, but that's what imagination is for. If things progress between the two of you, would this something that could happen? <</if>>The redhead flicks the other girl's nipples, then giggles in the most delightful of ways when they get hard and erect. She inches closer and rubs her breasts back and forth across them, and the Hispanic girl sighs with pleasure. They begin to kiss, and you absent-mindedly begin to rub yourself through your panties. It's a weird sensation, not bad just different. If you think too much about it you find yourself stopping, so you try to give all of your attention to the video. The redhead is pushed onto her back, but she pulls the other girl down with her. The curvy Latina kisses her partner, and the camera zooms in on their nipples rubbing back and forth. Your hand must have found a good spot, because you suddenly gasp with pleasure, a sound reminiscent of the one in the video just a minute earlier. Your hand is still outside of your underwear. It's beginning to feel so good that [[you think you can keep a layer between you and your groin and still get off.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Porn 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn 3">>You hope that the whole video isn't going to literally be nothing but boobies rubbing against other boobies. Sure, that was in the title, but it's going to get boring fast. Fortunately, the girls seem just as eager to get it on as you are to get off. @@.pink;"Do it,"@@ the redhead tells her partner. The Hispanic girl nods, then shimmies up the bed so that her knees are on either side of the redhead's face. She sits up and then slowly eases down until her sex is a mere inch away from the redhead's mouth. @@.yellow;"Fuck yeah."@@ You don't think you could do what the Hispanic one is, but you could easily picture yourself in the redhead's position. Your eyes close as you envision it, being on your back while a <<if $route.val>>cute blonde<<else>>gorgeous woman with a Mediterranean skin tone<</if>> is on top of you, her vagina so close to your face that you could practically smell it. The redhead doesn't wait. She lunges up and starts lapping at the Latina's pussy as if it's ambrosia. Her partner moans and settles down lower so that the redhead doesn't have to strain. She begins to gyrate, her vagina grinding into the redhead's mouth. [[Both girls look like they're in heaven.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Porn 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn 4">><<WearPajama>><<AddFem 3>>You cum, and it's great. Not fantastic, not earth shattering, not ecstasy-inducing, but it's great. Better than jerking off as a dude, definitely. Maybe it's because you're doing it to yourself. Maybe you need a partner to help.<<if $fem gte 1403>><<AddFem 2>> Or maybe there needs to be penetration?<</if>> But it's still really, really fucking good. The video is still going, but you sit up, panting. Your panties feel wet against you, the fabric clinging to your moist lips in a way that reminds you of the contours of your crotch. It's that reminder that prompts you to move. @@.yellow;"I need to be me again."@@ The person that you see every day in the mirror is undoubtedly a girl. It's who you are, sure, but not who you were. And every time you sit to pee, or look at your reflection, or touch yourself, you feel it. It's unsettling, especially because it's feeling so normal. You spend the rest of the day watching old reruns of the sitcom Buddies and imaging yourself in the show. It was something you used to do back home, too. You and five friends, relaxing in a coffee shop, living your lives together. Two close guy pals, three women, one of which would be perfect for you. That was then. Lately you've caught yourself picturing the scenario with you as one of the women. It's scary the way things are changing, both in your body and mind. [[You go to bed|Week start]] trying to tell yourself that it's all only temporary. But you aren't so sure that you believe that any more.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Video games ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Video games">><<WearPajama>><<AddFem 2>>Despite your earlier daydream about Call of Deity, you crave something new. You download a game you've heard quite a bit about, Toki Toki Reading Group?. A few hours later you aren't sure if you want to cry, die, or some combination of the two. For the rest of the day you curl up in bed, watching old reruns of Buddies and thinking about the friends and relationships you've made in town. You feel really tired, despite doing nothing all day but change clothes and play a good video game. When night falls [[you go to bed.|Week start]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny">>She gives you a strange look. @@.destiny;"I guess I feel bloated and fat? Trying on new clothes with a bulging stomach kind of kills the fun."@@ Shit. Is that one of the things that every girl knows? You're getting more and more stressed out that you're going to make a big mistake and slip up without realizing it. With a gulp you hope that Destiny won't be paying much attention to your behavior today. Maybe going shopping was a mistake. <<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $flag.spinlessons>><<AddFem 2>>@@.destiny;"Music?"@@ Grateful for the change of subject, you nod. Destiny puts on the usual girl pop for the drive. You can't resist joining her in singing during the choruses, even though you imagine you look ridiculous. At one point the car is stopped at a red light and a SUV pulls up along side you. You and Destiny are in the midst of your best popstar impressions when you glance over and realize that there are three guys inside the SUV, and every one of them are staring at you and the hostess. You flush with embarrassment, but thankfully the light turns green and Destiny takes a left. You don't know if they were checking the two of you out or if they were laughing at you, but neither prospect makes you feel better. <<if $fem gte 720>><<AddFem 2>>Strangely, the idea of being laughed at feels worse than being checked out by a trio of males. Weird.<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.destiny;"Do you want to listen to music?"@@ Grateful for the change of subject, you nod. @@.yellow;"Sure."@@ @@.destiny;"What are you into?"@@ You shrug and answer honestly. @@.yellow;"Anything, I guess. Play whatever you normally would."@@ You'd almost think she looked shy when she got the music going. It's one of those generic female pop stars; not exactly your cup of tea, but you did say anything. The chorus is catchy, at least, and you find yourself humming along to the beat.<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>> While Destiny drives you discreetly look up what an "acai bowl" is. It takes several tries, as you spell it phonetically and have to trust the recommend results to get you in the right direction. Basically, it's granola, yogurt, fruit and some toppings. It doesn't sound like it would be terrible, although [[you probably wouldn't have gone out of your way to eat something like that.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny 2">>The drive to Lakehill is scenic and pretty. You're still amazed by how green everything in this part of the county is. Back home in the city the only nature to be found is, well, practically artificial. It's planted and carefully pruned to not offend. At least out here it feels real. Or did, anyways. The closer the car gets to Lakehill the bigger the houses get, the more their lawns look maintained. It appears that the only way to find untouched nature is to avoid people entirely. Destiny parks in front of a squat building with a thatched roof. The eatery, called "Acai of Relief," has a short line of people already waiting. According to the hours listed on their sign they opened only ten minutes earlier. If people are already lining up for food then you assume it must be at least somewhat good. You and Destiny get in line and you scan the menu. You have to admit that plenty of the options sound tasty, though you wish there were a "bacon bowl." That's actually a good idea. I should open my own food place some day. You end up just getting the same thing Destiny ordered. Lots of berries. So many, in fact, that when the two bowls are delivered you have to take several bites before you get to something that isn't fruit. @@.yellow;"This is really good,"@@ you admit to her between mouthfuls. @@.destiny;"Isn't it? It's my newest guilty pleasure."@@ Once breakfast is done [[you and Destiny make the short trip to the mall.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny 3">>The parking lot is packed. While Destiny hunts for a spot you check out the Lakehill Mall. There are five stories of shops in a huge plaza, and outside of the main building there are long lanes of more businesses and retailers, sprawling out in each of the cardinal directions. You'd read online that it's one of the largest malls in America, although not for much longer. In another few weeks this entire place would be shutting down, with hundreds of jobs likely disappearing at the same time. The entire mall industry has been in a nosedive for decades. Teens don't go to malls anymore to hang out, people would rather stream movies than show up for matinees, and eWardrobes have completely changed the process for clothes shopping. Personally, you never saw the appeal in going to places like these. You're used to the big city, where entire streets are made for consumers, not that you ever partook. But still, what's the point of riding escalators all over a building to hunt for things? You'd use Amazin' to deliver whatever you need. Looking at it, it's easy to believe that the Lakehill Mall closing is a big deal. Not just because of big it is. The city of Lakehill is quite wealthy, with numerous A-list celebrities keeping summer homes in the area. It's a hub for music, with aspiring bands and amateur singers doing live performances every night in nearly every bar and restaurant. Tech startups have begun to converge there as well, though you don't know what draws them. It's a startling contrast with Hope's Point. Sure, Hope's Point has some wealthy properties, but it also has a big poverty problem and there's a fairly active criminal element in town. Lakehill, on the other hand, has no problems with gang activity or the homeless. It came as a big surprise, then, that the mall was shutting down. Maybe it's just a sign of the times. Every shop in the building is doing the equivalent of a fire sale, so you suppose that if you're going to get a new wardrobe for cheap then this is a good day to do it. Destiny eventually finds a parking spot, and it's not even that far from the nearest mall entrance. [[The two of you begin the brief walk over pavement.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny 4">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<set $temp.text1 to "">> ║ │ <<set $tracking.mallclothes to "">> ║ │ <<set $temp.number1 to 0>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>@@.destiny;"It's even busier than I thought."@@ The two of you had just entered, and the thick crowd is so overwhelming you're inclined to agree. @@.destiny;"So much for coming early,"@@ Destiny jokes. You nod. Despite the relatively early hour it looks like every major citizen of all the nearby towns have shown up to shop. Okay, maybe that's a little dramatic, but it is busy. In most of the stores wide-eyed employees look so overwhelmed that you can't help but feel badly for them. You thought it was bad when a big group of customers came into the restaurant while you were <<if $tracking.jobtier eq 1>>covering tables a few times<<elseif $tracking.jobtier eq 2>>serving<</if>>, but this is far worse. She pauses in front of one of those mall layout maps, trying to see the legend past the shoulders of two oblivious men. @@.destiny;"Where do you want to go first?"@@ Destiny has to strain in order to be heard above the noise of the crowd all around you. You raise your voice to match her volume. @@.yellow;"Um, I'm not sure. What are you checking out today?"@@ @@.destiny;"Pretty much everything. We could go look at workout clothes, we could go look at some nice stuff for going out. Hmm, I want to get some new underwear. It looks like the shoe store is over there. Do any of those sound good?"@@ That sounds so overwhelming. You don't want to spend a ton of money today, so you gave yourself a budget. If you get something from one place you may not have enough to get other stuff. You can make a virtual shopping cart while you browse the stores, but at the end of the trip you'll have to prune a few things out. For now, where will you go first? [[Workout clothes.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny exercise"]] [[Stuff for going out.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny party"]] [[Underwear.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny underwear"]] [[Shoes.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny shoes"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny exercise ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny exercise">><<set $temp.text1 += "ex ">><<set $temp.number1 += 1>><<AddFem 1>>The active wear store is something you've been eager to check out. Sasha's choice in exercise clothes leaves a lot to be desired, and reveals even more skin. You think your cousin cared less about working up a sweat and more about encouraging looks. <<if $fem gte 701>><<AddFem 1>>Not that looks are a bad thing, of course. But still, you'd prefer function over style.<<else>>The only sweat she wanted to work up was from in between the sheets, you note wryly.<</if>> <<if $temp.number1 gte 2>>The employees in the store look both tired and scared. You think you hear one tell another something about it being worse than Black Friday. You feel a pang of sympathy for them. Your own experience at the restaurant during the lunch rush gives you the utmost respect for these poor souls.<<else>>There aren't any employees in sight in the store. Maybe they abandoned it to the customers? More likely they're huddled in the back, afraid to face the demanding crowd ransacking the products all around.<</if>> You aren't sure what you're looking for, per se. <<if $fem gte 1001>><<AddFem 2>>You're initially drawn to some patterned leggings and tights before you remind yourself you want bulky stuff. At least the loose fitting clothing will still have some fun designs.<<else>>You ignore the leggings and tights in front of you and head for the bulky stuff.<</if>> The goal, as always, is to get things that are conservative but still feminine. You find a number of tops, shorts and loose yoga pants that will work, selecting various shades of pink or flowery patterns. The new clothes won't be so form fitting, but hopefully the girly styles and colors will make up for that. People will look at you and think you're all woman, but it will be because of the girly twist to everything and not because they can see your ass hanging out of your shorts. Once you have a good pile going [[you get in line for a changing room.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny exercise 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny exercise 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny exercise 2">>Destiny joins you not too much later. <<if $flag.destinysplace>>@@.destiny;"Hey, these aren't really my style, but I thought they might be cute on you. Unless you don't want to try them on. You can tell me to butt out, I won't be offended. I just like fashion."@@ Grateful for some guidance, you take the item from her. It's a <<if $flag.spinlessons>>matching pair of running shorts and sports bra. The shorts end at your upper thigh, and are a soft pink color. The bra matches, and while it doesn't cover a ton it's clearly meant to be more about function that appearance.<<elseif $fem lt 1050>>pair of pink yoga pants that end at the knee. Girly, but not slutty. I guess Destiny knows "$name" pretty well.<<else>>It's a pink crop top, ending above your belly button and scooping just a little to show some cleavage. Feminine. The wearer of this would be quite comfortable with their body.<</if>> @@.yellow;"It's great, thank you."@@ You aren't too sure how much you mean it, but anything is better than Sasha's clothes. Plus, Destiny does know more about acting like a chick than you do. Heck, she lives as one! You could do worse than follow her guidance. @@.destiny;"No problem,"@@ she beams. <<else>>@@.purple;"If you finish before me send me a text and I'll try to hurry. Don't feel like you have to wait for me, 'kay?"@@ You nod. <</if>> The wait <<if $temp.number1 eq 1>>isn't that bad, and you both get separate changing rooms after about ten minutes.<<else>>is never ending, and it feels like forever before you both get separate changing rooms.<</if>> Once inside [[you start trying clothes on.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny exercise 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny exercise 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny exercise 3">><<if $flag.destinysplace>>First you try on what Destiny gave you.<<else>>First up is a bulky sweatshirt.<</if>> <<if $flag.destinysplace and $flag.spinlessons>>The shorts and bra are quite feminine. You figure if you wear add a tank top to the mix it could work quite well.<<elseif $flag.destinysplace>><<if $fem gte 1050>>The pink crop top shows less of your midriff than you'd thought. It's always difficult to tell if girl clothes will be large enough or not. All of them look like garments for toddlers in your hands. It's impossible to tell if something is big enough unless you try it on. The top is a little more revealing than you'd like, but compared to Sasha's clothes it's like a nun's habit.<<else>>The yoga pants are exactly as you suspected. They cling to your butt a little more than you'd like, but otherwise they're not revealing at all, unless you think of your ankle as scandalous. These could work.<</if>> Next you try on a bulky sweatshirt.<</if>> It's loose on you, and you dislike how much younger it makes you look, like a <<if $fem lt 1050>>little girl wearing her older sister's clothes. You scowl and pull it off.<<else>>girl riding the line between adult and not, and one you'd rather steer clear of so you don't end up breaking a law. You sigh and pull it off.<</if>>. Not the image you want to be conveying. You go through the items and find some things you'd like that fit within your budget. Of course, you could choose not to add them and stick with Sasha's clothes. <<if $flag.destinysplace>>Then there's Destiny's pick, too.<</if>> What will you do? [[Don't add any clothes.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny exercise 4"]] [[Add the clothes you picked out.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny exercise 4"; $fem += 1; $tracking.mallclothes += "exy "]]<<if $flag.destinysplace>> [[Add what Destiny gave you.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny exercise 4"; $fem += 3; $tracking.mallclothes += "exd "]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny exercise 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny exercise 4">><<set $control.eventmenu to true>>Once you're done at the changing room's terminal you leave. Destiny is finishing up right as you are, and the two of you leave the store a moment later.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny party ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny party">><<set $temp.text1 += "pa ">><<set $temp.number1 += 1>>Destiny picks an outlet store to go look at nice clothes in. You once heard your mother refer to this place as "one of the few chains that I would deign to shop in," so you suppose that means it's ridiculously expensive. Thankfully, the mall-wide sale knocks the prices down from outrageous to manageable. You can't afford to go all out here, but you do think you can find a few nice things that don't make you look like a walking sexpot. The store itself <<if $temp.number1 eq 1>>is busier than any other store in the mall. Ladies of all ages, but especially the twenty somethings and older, have descended on it en masse. There are also a fair number of guys, as well. People who can't usually afford this type of stuff are eager to finally get some nice clothes at a somewhat reasonable price.<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>>is packed with people. Somber employees are out in force, but you don't think even twice the amount would be enough. It's like trying to shore up a damn with pudding.<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 3>>looks like it's missing half its products. Considering that there are numerous clothes on the ground and even more in piles outside of the changing rooms, you can't help but suspect that some poor retail employees are going to be working overtime tonight.<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 4>>doesn't seem like it was equipped to deal with anything close to the size of the crowd. The employees are used to highbrow – or at least, wealthy – patrons who want the benefit of one-on-one attention and personal shopping. Most of the people rifling through the merchandise are bargain hunters, not the clientele the store is aimed at.<</if>> You and Destiny join the throngs of <<if $fem gte 1180>>other <</if>>women trying to find nice clothes for affordable prices. All you really want is a dress or two that doesn't show off your body. But it's incredibly difficult to find anything. Half the stuff you go to grab gets snatched up by someone else. Even though the items themselves won't be purchased – it's the data that people buy, not the garments in the store – shoppers still fight over things like it's the end of the freaking world. [[It's pretty intimidating.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny party 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny party 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny party 2">>You aren't sure what to do. You think you'll be able to find a few things, but as aimless as you are you have no idea what to hunt for. If you take what you can get you'll likely end up with some not so great stuff. But what else can you do? <<if $flag.destinysplace>>Destiny is having better luck than you are. She spots you looking at her and smiles. @@.purple;"This is way more overwhelming than I thought,"@@ she says as she comes closer. @@.yellow;"No kidding. It's so busy I can't find anything."@@ Her eyes sparkle. @@.destiny;"Hold on."@@ She stars moving around the racks, slowly making her way through the room. You watch with interest as she manages to snag a few things without jostling people or engaging in the petty disputes that most everyone else is sidetracked with. It's honestly pretty impressive. While you wait you drift to a wall, leaning against and trying to make yourself as small as possible. It's some time before she returns, but when she does it's with a remarkable amount of clothes. @@.destiny;"I got us both stuff,"@@ she tells you. @@.yellow;"You're the best."@@ [[The two of you get in line for the changing rooms.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny party 3"]]<<else>>Not seeing any other option, you resign yourself to taking the cast offs that others aren't interested in. They're still nice clothes, after all, but some of the styles seem to be a bit out of season, or the colors are more jarring than you'd prefer. It's not like you have another choice, though. It takes you a while, but eventually you have a decent selection of clothes. You find Destiny waiting in line for the changing rooms, and [[you join her.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny party 3"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny party 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny party 3">>The wait isn't a short one, in fact it feels like <<if $temp.number1 eq 1>>at least fifteen minutes<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>>far too long<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 3>>forever<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 4>>eternity<</if>> before you're able to get in a room. One was available a little sooner, but you let Destiny go first. You start trying on the clothes in your arms. <<if $flag.destinysplace>>Destiny had selected a long-sleeved black dress that ends at your knees, a tight grey dress that restricts your stride and goes up your throat like a turtleneck, a sleeveless dress that is apparently a "sheath" style but that just makes you think of swords, and a bunch of other stuff.<<else>>You'd found a pink lace dress without sleeves that reminds you of something a girl would wear to a junior high dance, a floral dress with a huge bow on the waist that looks like something an even younger girl would wear, an ivory skirt and matching top where the skirt reaches the floor and the top looks like it's swallowing you, and a bunch of other stuff.<</if>> You try everything on. <<if $flag.destinysplace>>You have to admit that Destiny's picks look good on you. There's an emphasis on femininity and sensuality that you aren't very enthusiastic about, but that's kind of her thing anyway.<<else>>You aren't thrilled with how much younger everything makes you look, but you hope that's because of the sizes and colors. Your eWardrobe can hopefully fix that. Still better than Sasha's stuff.<</if>> Will you [[add the clothes to your virtual shopping cart|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny party 4"; $tracking.mallclothes += "pax "]], or [[leave them off|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny party 4"]]? You know that you can always edit the list before you checking out.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny party 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny party 4">><<set $control.eventmenu to true>>Destiny is waiting for you when you finish.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny underwear ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny underwear">><<set $temp.text1 += "un ">><<set $temp.number1 += 1>>You and Destiny make your way to a store that is simultaneously tantalizing and terrifying. The letters "PUNK" are written in a bold, pink font. The chairs in front of the store are occupied by bored looking men, while numerous women enter and leave through the pink doorway. Just inside the entrance are multiple mannequins clad only in lacy lingerie or frilly panty and bra sets. Next to them is a table with loose underwear and signs proclaiming specific deals. <<if $temp.number1 eq 1>>Women pour in and out, like lemmings to the slaughter.<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>>Women, both in groups and not, run rampant through the store. It reminds you of a swarm of locusts devouring all crops in sight.<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 3>>There are so many women and girls inside that you'd be less nervous facing a herd of stampeding elephants.<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 4>>There are so many women and girls inside that you can't see more than the occasional flash of bright and pastel colors.<</if>> Destiny seems content to wait for the mill of bodies to slowly open up, so you mimic her behavior. Ladies who are more aggressive push past you, but eventually you're far enough into the store that you're able to look at products. You stay close to Destiny, who gravitates toward a table with a mix of different panties. The underwear are in columns, with small placards that announce their category. Hipsters, boyshorts, thongs, bikini style, briefs, cheekies, and more. You recognize the styles you've worn, mostly thongs, and try to look for ones that would work for someone packing a penis. Destiny pulls a tiny drawer out that sits beneath the thong set, which reveals even more of them. You notice that she seems to favor colors like black, nude and dark purple. Meanwhile, [[you have no idea what you're doing.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny underwear 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny underwear 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny underwear 2">><<if $temp.number1 gte 2>>Women all over are talking, a constant thrum of chatter that makes it hard to hear your own thoughts. They hold up underwear against against skirts, pants, dresses, comparing what should match with what.So underwear goes with specific clothes. Well fuck. How in the hell are you supposed to go shopping for new panties if you don't know what works and what doesn't?<<else>>Nearby, a girl tells another, @@.green;"These are super cute, but I need something I can wear with that dress I got last weekend."@@ @@.otherblue;"Yeah, they won't work,"@@ her friend agrees. @@.otherblue;"But maybe with those low-rise jeans you're always borrowing from me? They'd look so cute peeking over the waistband!"@@ So underwear goes with specific clothes. Well fuck. How in the hell are you supposed to go shopping for new panties if you don't know what works and what doesn't?<</if>> <<if $flag.destinysplace>>You wonder if there's a strategic way of asking Destiny for her help. Or, you could just try to manage on your own. [[Do the best you can on your own.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny underwear 3"; $temp.switch1 to false]] After all, you don't want to seem suspicious. [[Ask Destiny her "opinion" in a way that doesn't make you look like a clueless tart.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny underwear 3"; $temp.switch1 to true]]<<else>>Not seeing any other choice, [[you do the best you can to find some stuff that works.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny underwear 3"; $temp.switch1 to false]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny underwear 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny underwear 3">><<if $temp.switch1>>@@.yellow;"Hey Destiny,"@@ you keep your tone casual. When she looks at you, you pretend to be examining the closet thing to you, which is a sheer g-string that you would shudder to ever wear. @@.yellow;"I want to update my lingerie, but I'm not sure what would work for me. What do you think?"@@ She smiles. @@.destiny;"Oh, I do that every other year or so! Hold on. Um, not that."@@ Her eyes flick down to the g-string. @@.destiny;"No offense, but you don't strike me as that type of girl."@@ Thank goodness. I don't know why I was worried she'd say I should get it. @@.destiny;"I think black is sexy, professional and feminine all at once, so I'd say this. And let's see, with your hips, maybe this? You've got @@<<if $flag.spinlessons>>@@.destiny;great, toned@@<<else>>@@.destiny;nice@@<</if>>@@.destiny; legs, so probably this."@@ She's on a roll now, handing you undergarment after undergarment. @@.destiny;"Hmm, give me a minute and I can find more."@@ You struggle to keep the same tone as before. @@.yellow;"This is great, thanks so much. I'm not able to spend a ton of cash, so let me work on these."@@ She nods and goes back to examining underwear. You quickly add the data of the panties she gave you to your virtual shopping cart. I'll check it all over later, you decide. Next you take the opportunity to examine some of the non-panty related clothing. Bras, sweats, yoga pants, tank tops; a brand that was once exclusively for lingerie has now cornered pretty much every other part of the clothing market. I needed casual stuff that wasn't slutty, anyway. Destiny signals you a short time later. @@.destiny;"I think I found everything I want. Do you need more time?"@@ You shake your head. @@.yellow;"Nah, let's go."@@ You still haven't edited your virtual shopping cart, but you can do that later. For now all the casual stuff has been added and sitting there. And thus the two of you begin the difficult to push to [[get out of the store.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny underwear 4"]]<<else>><<if $temp.number1 gte 2>><<AddFem 3>>You decide to just grab one of every sort of style you can find.<<else>><<AddFem 4>>You gravitate a little closer toward the two girls who were talking. They're looking at a bunch of colorful panties with girly patterns, some that have phrases like "cutie" or "YES DADDY ?" and others where the waistband are so lacy and elaborate you assume they're meant to be seen as much as worn. When they move on you grab one each of different styles.<</if>> A hipster, a cheeky, so on. I mean, if I have one of each then my bases are covered, right? I can always blame the eWardrobe if I wear the wrong underwear for a dress. At least most of these have more coverage than Sasha's skimpy thongs. Destiny is still examining underwear, so you take the opportunity to look at some of the non-panty related clothing. Bras, sweats, yoga pants, tank tops; a brand that was once exclusively for lingerie has now cornered pretty much every other part of the clothing market. I needed casual stuff that wasn't slutty, anyway. You've just finished updating your virtual shopping cart when Destiny signals you. @@.destiny;"I think I found everything I want. Do you need more time?"@@ You shake your head. @@.yellow;"Nah, let's go."@@ And thus you begin the difficult to push to [[get out of the store.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny underwear 4"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny underwear 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny underwear 4">><<set $control.eventmenu to true>>It's not easy, but you eventually manage it.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny shoes ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny shoes">><<set $temp.text1 += "sh ">><<set $temp.number1 += 1>>You feel some trepidation agreeing to go shoe shopping. Despite masquerading as a girl for a month and a half you still don't know a ton about women's fashion. Mostly you wear what the eWardrobe puts you in. Sometimes you read the description on the computer screen, but the different styles tend to blur together. If anyone had asked you to name every type of woman's shoe, you'd say, "heels, sandals and everything else." I mean, that's it, right? How many other kinds could there be? You're a little concerned that you'll look like an idiot. A normal girl would know lots of this stuff naturally, and your ignorance might cause problems. If someone heard the rumors about you at the fashion show, they might be looking for small tells to see if it's true. A lack of knowledge would be one such tell. At least with looking for other clothes you can categorize everything as a top, or a skirt, or a dress. Underwear or shorts or pants. The terminology is less important. But shoes? This is like walking into a riddle contest with a deformed Halfling when you don't even speak the language, and your attention is distracted by how your missing dwarf friends were abducted by monsters, and all you can do is break the rules by asking what you ate for breakfast and what's in your pocket and… @@.purple;"You okay?"@@ Destiny asks, concerned. @@.purple;"You're muttering to yourself."@@ @@.yellow;"Yeah, sorry."@@ I think my metaphor got off track at some point, anyway. @@.yellow;"Let's head inside."@@ [[Into the store!|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny shoes 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny shoes 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny shoes 2">><<if $temp.number1 eq 1>>The shoe store is busy, and you and Destiny try to wade through the mass of people to the best of your abilities. Neither of you is particularly forceful in your efforts, so it takes some time before you get to a row of shoeboxes. Destiny picks up a box of shoes. According to the label they're "suede ankle strap heels," which is a freaking mouthful.<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>>If someone had told you that the shoe store had been hit by a thunderstorm you'd have believed it. No employees are in sight, but that may be for the best, as some of the patrons around you look downright vicious. You half expect one to stab another in the eye with a heel, but maybe you've been watching too many B list horror flicks. Destiny picks up a box of shoes. According to the label they're "nude pointy toe pumps," but to you they just look like heels.<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 3>>The shoe store is a mess. Half of the boxes are missing their lids, and judging by the sheer amount of random footwear lying all over the floor you're not so sure that the boxes with lids will even contain both pieces of the pair. Destiny picks up a box of shoes. According to the label they're "black lace-up heels," but to you they look like something one might break their ankle trying to walk in.<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 4>>Three beleaguered employees are visible in the shoe store, hopelessly attempting to straighten up what you assume must be the aftermath of a hurricane. Every loose heel and solitary flat they find is taken to a pile to be sorted. The selection left on the shelves isn't particularly robust, but you suppose that's the consequence of shopping on a day when everyone and their mother is out in force. Destiny picks up a box of shoes. According to the label they're "suede ankle strap heels," which is a freaking mouthful.<</if>> While Destiny is distracted you wander down the aisle. You don't actually know what you're looking for. Sasha's shoes haven't really been the problem; it's all the other stuff you have to wear that looks slutty. Though I suppose I could live with less animal print, you muse. Some days you feel like every outfit you wear looks like you just skinned a leopard in a zoo. Your pick up the first box you find that doesn't look like it's been pawed at by a chimpanzee. The label says they're a <<if $temp.number1 eq 1>>pair of leather dress shoes with a small heel<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>>pair of black pumps<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 3>>pair of ankle strap block heels<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 4>>wide fit pointed heels<</if>>. You don't know if they're particularly good or bad, but you carry them with you anyway. This way if Destiny asks I can hold something up and act like I know what I'm talking about. You find your friend trying on a pair of shoes that look more like ribbons than footwear. @@.purple;"Did you find something?"@@ [[She asks you brightly.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny shoes 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny shoes 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny shoes 3">>Holding up your box like an athlete would a trophy, you nod. @@.yellow;"I think so."@@ <<if $flag.destinysplace>>@@.destiny;"Let me see?"@@ You hand her the box, and she lifts the lid to look at what's inside. @@.destiny;"Not bad, but I saw these underneath a bench and thought of you. Wanna try them on?"@@ Next to her is another box. You shrug, and take them from her. The sticker declares that they're "blush heels open toed suede stiletto." You think you know what each of those words means separately, but all together? No idea. You life the top of the box off and take out the contents, trying to slip them on. They're pretty much beige, except for the back half where you heel sits in them. A wide strap sits where your tees meet foot. The heel is higher than you're usually comfortable with, and you waver a bit unsteadily. @@.destiny;"We can get a smaller heel, but what do you think? I feel like they're so you."@@ You don't really know what means, but you smile and nod. @@.yellow;"Yeah, these are awesome. Thank you."@@ You wonder if you should add them to your virtual shopping cart.<<else>>She smiles and nods. @@.destiny;"Cool. I'll be a little longer, I think. There's a terminal here if you want to add them to your virtual shopping cart."@@<</if>> You remember your budget. If you get shoes here it may mean less for you to get elsewhere. You can always prune out excess stuff before you leave the mall, but you don't want to have a massive list to edit, either. [[Don't add anything.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny shoes 4"]] [[Add the shoes you found.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny shoes 4"; $tracking.mallclothes += "sy" + $temp.number1 + " "; $fem += 2]]<<if $flag.destinysplace>> [[Add the shoes Destiny found for you.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny shoes 4"; $tracking.mallclothes += "shd "; $fem += 2]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny shoes 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny shoes 4">><<set $control.eventmenu to true>>The two of you leave the store.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny earrings ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny earrings">>It makes you feel self-conscious. Your ears aren't pierced. Does that make me stand out? It might not be very noticeable, but all it takes is one person thinking of the rumors about you to connect some dots. Heck, you're spending money today in part to fight off those rumors. As if on cue, a familiar looking store appears near the checkout. Marketed for tweens and junior high girls, its primary colors are in pink and purple. Cheap jewelry and gaudy crap meant to catch the eye abound. In the window underneath the store name is a neon sign that says, "Free Ear Piercing!" It would help maintain your cover to get your ears pierced, but you don't know how comfortable you are with making a permanent body modification. This is your chance, though. Before the shop is past, will you ask Destiny to stop and go inside, or will you keep going? [[Keep going.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny 5"]] [[Ask Destiny if you can stop.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny earrings 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny earrings 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny earrings 2">><<AddFem 3>>@@.destiny;"Sure,"@@ she says easily when you tell her you want to go in and ask about getting your ears pierced. @@.destiny;"I never even noticed, actually. What made you wait until now to get them?"@@ You and her approach the store. @@.yellow;"I guess I'm just free to do more things now that I'm away from my parents."@@ Half truth, half lie. Like always. The store is as busy as everywhere else in the mall. Mostly young girls and the older women minding them, though you do see a few uncomfortable dads as well. The employees seem frazzled, and when you flag one of them down to ask about the ear piercing she seems annoyed at first. @@.red;"Really? We have a big sale and you want to ask about the one free thing we do?"@@ Destiny surprises you by speaking. @@.destiny;"Claire?"@@ The employee, a girl about your age with a long nose and curly brown hair, does a double take. @@.red;"Destiny! Oh my gosh, I haven't talked to you in forever. How are you?"@@ The two take a few minutes to reconnect, with Claire seeming grateful for the reprieve. @@.red;"If anyone asks, you two are customers that I'm helping out,"@@ she whispers. @@.yellow;"That's what we are, though."@@ [[Claire ignores you.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny earrings 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny earrings 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny earrings 3">>Destiny comes to the rescue. @@.destiny;"Can you help my friend out? She wants to get her ears pierced."@@ Claire shrugs. @@.red;"For you? Sure."@@ She gestures for the two of you to follow her, then steps closely toward a door in the back of the store that's clearly for employees only. She does an exaggerated double take, trying way too hard to seem inconspicuous, then quickly ushers you two through. You're in a dingy hallway. To the right is a bathroom with the door shut, and to the left is a manager's office. The door to that is open, and the light is off. @@.red;"In here,"@@ Claire motions toward the manager's office, and the three of you enter. It reminds you a bit of Alice's office, but far more disorganized. Boxes of supplies are everywhere, as are merchandise and employee purses. Claire reaches into one of the boxes and comes back with a small white container that reminds you of a first aid kit. On it are the words "EAR PIERCINGS" in bold letters. @@.red;"Sit here, it'll only take a minute. Unless you move and mess it up."@@ She gives you a reproachful look as if you'd already done just that. You shoot Destiny a glance that you hope says, What is this girl's problem? She smiles sympathetically. I know, but it'll over soon. You sigh and [[sit down.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny earrings 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny earrings 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny earrings 4">>You're not really comfortable with getting your body modified in the back of a mall store, but you aren't sure how to back out now. Despite her awkward personality, Claire moves with the kind of efficiency that one has if they're a retail employee who has done the same task thousands of times before. @@.destiny;"So why no piercings today,"@@ Destiny asks as the curly haired girl pulls on some latex gloves. @@.red;"Corporate doesn't want us doing free stuff while the sale is happening."@@ She shrugs. @@.red;"Maybe buy some earrings before you go so I don't look like a tool if I got caught."@@ You nod to confirm you will, and she scowls at you. @@.red;"Hey, toots, I told you not to move. If the piercings come out crooked it's on you."@@ Toots? Who the hell says that? Nobody under the age of sixty. And what the hell, she hasn't even touched your ears yet! Are you just never allowed to move? At least you have an answer for why this isn't happening out in the open. Claire goes behind you and you feel the fingers of one hand steady your neck. Here it comes. [[You squeeze your eyes shut and grit your teeth.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny earrings 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny earrings 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny earrings 5">><<set $flag.earrings to true>>There's a pressure one your right ear, then your left. It's not quite pain, but it is a pinch. @@.red;"Done."@@ Your hand rises to feel your lobes but she swats it away. @@.red;"Don't move,"@@ she snaps. There's some fiddling, and then she steps away. When she speaks her voice drips with condescension. @@.red;"You've got starter earrings in that we usually use on the little girls. If you want something else you'll need to buy it. Do you need anything, Destiny?"@@ Destiny's ears are already pierced, so you don't expect that she'll say yes. @@.destiny;"Actually, yeah. I know you guys only do ears, but would you be able to put a little stud in my nose? My left nostril?"@@ @@.red;"Totally!"@@ She goes from grumbling at you to excited with Destiny. @@.red;"I've been wanting to apply at the parlor on the either side of the mall, so I've been practicing doing body and face piercings. Let me get some stuff."@@ Claire leaves the room and you quirk an eyebrow at Destiny. @@.yellow;"Your nose?"@@ Her voice is quiet. @@.destiny;"I just feel like I need a new me."@@ Before you can ask her to elaborate Claire is back. You take out your phone to check out your new look. [[Small silver studs with cheap purple gems in the center wink back at you.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny earrings 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny earrings 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny earrings 6">>Claire again works quickly, and when she's done a tiny diamond sits in Destiny's nostril. It's so small that you think nobody would notice the hole if she took it out. She's already beautiful, but you have to admit that the little jewel does sort of give her face a new look. Alluring, feminine, sensual. Well, she was already all of those things. Maybe more so, then? Destiny smiles at you. @@.destiny;"Hey! You should get one, too."@@ You blanche, and she quickly continues, @@.destiny;"It was a joke, sorry."@@ But… could you? It's so little, after all. You don't think anyone would notice the hole when you took it out. And if it could enhance Destiny this much then maybe it could for you, too. It's a win-win, right? Still, more holes in your body? Maybe this is going too far. [[Do it.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny 5"; $fem += 4, $tracking.piercing += "nose "]] [[Don't.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny 5"; $fem += 2]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny 5">><<if $flag.earrings>><<if $tracking.piercing>>@@.yellow;"Okay."@@ Both Destiny and Claire give you a look of surprise. Claire huffs, but doesn't say anything mean about having to do more work. Five minutes later your nose carries the twin to Destiny's.<<else>>Destiny doesn't seem to mind your response.<</if>> Claire sneaks you back out front. <<if $tracking.piercing>>The two of you<<else>>You<</if>> pay her<<else>>Destiny disappears for a moment, only to return with a piercing in her nose. You take a moment to admire it,<</if>> and then it's back to the mall exit to check out. Once you're at a terminal you tally up your total. To your surprise, the final cost is still pretty cheap. I don't even need to worry about editing this. I feel kind of silly for waffling on whether to add stuff. You were so anxious about the price that you deliberately held back on a few things, but now you wish you'd shopped with abandon. You and Destiny leave the mall, your mind now focused on the next problem. How the hell are you going to put outfits together? It's not like you have an experienced eye to match tops with bottoms or shoes with dresses. You're worried you'll be like a guy putting on makeup for the first time and going overboard, except with clothes. @@.destiny;"Are you okay? You look stressed out."@@ You smile weakly. @@.yellow;"Just now sure how to put everything together. My, uh, mom, she usually helps me with my outfits."@@ Another lie. Destiny gives you a broad smile. @@.destiny;"Oh! Want to come over to my place and I can try to help? I like to think I'm pretty good with fashion."@@ @@.yellow;"That would be fantastic,"@@ [[you answer, feeling grateful.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny 6">>You sink into Destiny's couch. <<if $flag.destinysplace>>Her apartment is much as you remember it.<<else>>Her apartment is on the top of floor of a brick tenement, but it doesn't look like anyone else lives there. You have no idea how she could afford the place. A freight elevator was necessary to get to her living room, doubling as her front door.<</if>> Inside were high ceilings and more windows than walls, with tasteful decorations and an inherent warmth to everything in sight. A large armchair is in one corner with shelves of books to either side, a worn copy of the first Astoria novel sitting atop it. You envy her for the reading nook, right next to a huge glass pane that lets in more natural light than your entire cottage. It looks like the comfiest place on earth. Destiny comes out of her bedroom dressed in a pair of loose fitting yoga pants and a black t-shirt. In her hands is a Pearbook laptop with your USB from the mall plugged in. @@.destiny;"I'm going to make a few outfits for you and save them on here,"@@ she tells you. @@.yellow;"You're awesome."@@ Pop music plays softly in the background, and two steaming mugs of tea are set on the little coffee table in front of you. Destiny is quite the hostess. <<if $flag.destinysplace>>It's been on your mind all day, but you haven't wanted to ask her about it. You don't think she'll bring it up on her own, though. @@.yellow;"You don't have to answer,"@@ she looks up at you and you hurry to continue before you lose your courage, @@.yellow;"but @@<<if $tracking.piercing>>@@.yellow;the nose piercing thing, did it have anything to do with your ex?"@@<<else>>@@.yellow;this whole shopping trip, did it have anything to do with your ex?"@@<</if>> [[The question seems to take her by surprise.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny 7"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>She hands you her remote, and you stop at the first movie you find, Alone in the Home, an old comedy about a little boy left behind in his house on Christmas. For a pleasant few hours you sip tea and laugh at Keagan's antics with the burglars. Destiny finished compiling your outfits about partway through, and joined in you watching the rest of the film. When it ends [[she takes you back home.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny 9"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny 7">>She seems ashamed when she answers. @@.destiny;"Yeah."@@ @@.yellow;"Hey, it's okay. If it helps you move on then I think it's great.@@<<if $tracking.piercing>>@@.yellow; And the piercing looks really good on you.@@<</if>>@@.yellow;"@@ You try to keep your voice gentle. It looks like she's fighting off tears. @@.destiny;"Do you ever feel like it doesn't matter what you do, you're just going to make the wrong choice no matter what?"@@ @@.yellow;"All the time. I think that's my default state, honestly."@@ She doesn't say anything, and you try to think of something else to ask. @@.yellow;"Did you ever decide what to do about the campaign?"@@ She nods and sniffles. @@.purple;"I took your advice and @@<<if $flag.destinyadvice>>@@.purple;said yes."@@ She sounds even unhappier, if that were possible. Did you give her the wrong advice?<<else>>@@.purple;I ended up deciding to do it."@@ She looks even more miserable, and you detect a note of self-loathing in her voice. Like she's mad at herself for doing it, despite sleeping on it and deciding to. It's really strange.<</if>> You aren't sure what to do. [[It seems like the more you say the worse she feels.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny 8">>@@.yellow;"If you want to talk to me, I'm here,"@@ you say as gently as possible. @@.yellow;"I won't push, but you can talk to me."@@ She nods. @@.destiny;"Yeah. Thanks. Give me some time, but I think I might."@@ She blushes. She hands you the remote to her TV, and you take both the object and the hint to drop the subject. You look for a movie and settle on the first one you find while Destiny goes back to her computer and your outfits. You settle on an old flick called Goblins about furry creatures that go evil if they drink water after midnight. Halfway through the film Destiny finishes and joins you in watching, but she doesn't seem to be very into. A sad smile lingers on her face the whole time. When the movie ends ends [[she takes you back home.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny 9">><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">><<WearPajama>>You wave bye to her from your cottage door and then head inside. First you stick the USB into the eWardrobe so it has time to load up your clothes, then you wander into the kitchen to make some food. The rest of the day is spent playing video games and watching TV. When night comes [[you head to bed.|Week start]] You totally forgot to ever check the eWardrobe and the clothes from Destiny, but that's something you can do after work.<</daypassage>><<silently>> ╔════════════════════════════════════════╦═╤══════════════════════╤═╦════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╔════╗ ╔════╗ ║ │ ╔══════════════════╗ │ ║ ╔════╗ ╔════╗ ║ ║ ║ ╟──────────────╢ ╟────────────╢ │ ║ ║ │ ╟────────────╢ ╟──────────────╢ ║ ║ ║ ╚════╝ ╔════╗ ╚════╝ ╔════╗ ║ │ ║ Event menu ║ │ ║ ╔════╗ ╚════╝ ╔════╗ ╚════╝ ║ ║ ║ ╟──────────────╢ ╟──╢ │ ║ ║ │ ╟──╟ ╟──────────────╢ ║ ║ ║ ╚════╝ ╚════╝ ║ │ ╚══════════════════╝ │ ║ ╚════╝ ╚════╝ ║ ╚════════════════════════════════════════╩═╧══════════════════════╧═╩════════════════════════════════════════╝ <</silently>><<if $control.eventmenu>><<set $control.eventmenu to false>> <<if $temp.number1 eq 4>>Finally done shopping, you and Destiny head toward a checkout terminal. On your way you pass numerous kiosks, the kinds with salesmen who are either overly assertive or utterly complacent, where the products range from useless knickknacks to expensive home services. One such stand seems to catch Destiny's eye. Not the stand, you revise a moment later, but the guy working it. He's older, which surprises you. Maybe late thirties or early forties. He has the kind of light brown complexion that half-black men pull off really well. So she's into darker dudes? You tell yourself to not even be disappointed, it's not like you ever had a chance with her anyway. Still, it always sucks to find out you aren't someone's type. He has a dress shirt on, with three of the top buttons undone, a bold maneuver that you never would have dared in your days as Danny. There are gold hoops in his ears, like a pirate might have. Between that and his loose fitting white shirt there is definitely a distinct swashbuckler vibe. Someone's seen the latest pirate movie, you think. The entire ensemble and his cocky demeanor add to a sort it charm. You wouldn't have thought he'd be Destiny's type, but different strokes for different folks. [[The gold hoops catch the light.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny earrings"]] Earrings in men are more popular than ever, due in part to the rise of pirate media.<<else>><<if $temp.number1 gte 3>>@@.destiny;"One stop left. Let's head there?"@@ You nod.<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>>@@.destiny;"Where do you want to go now?"@@ You strain to hear her over the din of the crowd.<<else>>@@.destiny;"Where to next,"@@ she asks, the press of bodies all around you.<</if>> <<if $temp.text1.includes("ex ") eq false>> [[Go look at workout clothes.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny exercise"]]<</if>><<if $temp.text1.includes("pa ") eq false>> [[The store with stuff for going out.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny party"]]<</if>><<if $temp.text1.includes("un ") eq false>> [[Check out underwear.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny underwear"]]<</if>><<if $temp.text1.includes("sh ") eq false>> [[Off to the shoe store.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Destiny shoes"]]<</if>><</if>><</if>><<silently>> ╔════╤╤════╦═════════════════════════════╦═╤══════════════════════╤═╦═════════════════════════════╦════╤╤════╗ ║ ││ ╟─────────────────────────────╢ │ ╔══════════════════╗ │ ╟─────────────────────────────╢ ││ ║ ╟────┤├────╢ ╔════╤╤════╗ ║ │ ║ ║ │ ║ ╔════╤╤════╗ ╟────┤├────╢ ║ ││ ╟────────╢ ││ ╟─────────╢ │ ║ Event menu end ║ │ ╟─────────╢ ││ ╟────────╢ ││ ║ ╚════╧╧════╝ ╟────┤├────╢ ║ │ ║ ║ │ ║ ╟────┤├────╢ ╚════╧╧════╝ ┌─┬─┬─┬─┬─┬─┬─┬─────╢ ││ ╟─────────╢ │ ╚══════════════════╝ │ ╟─────────╢ ││ ╟─────┬─┬─┬─┬─┬─┬─┬─┐ └─┘─┘─┘─┘─┘─┘─┘ ╚════╧╧════╝ ╚═╧══════════════════════╧═╝ ╚════╧╧════╝ └─└─└─└─└─└─└─┘ <</silently>>

<<daypassage>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine">>@@.justine;"'Sup, bitch."@@ Justine's smile softens the words, revealing the affection behind them. Once upon a time you were confused by the contrast between tone and insult, but you think you get it now. You never really had guy friends where you called each other "dickhead" or anything, but you remember in school watching the jocks do it. <<if $fem gte 950>>@@.yellow;"Mornin', slut."@@<<else>>@@.yellow;"Mornin', jerk."@@<</if>> You step aside so Justine can come in. She's wearing an emerald green tank top that draws attention to her hair, and a pair of denim shorts. She's forgone her usual sandals for a pair of chucks. Your eyes are drawn to the white paper bag in her left hand, then to the cardboard drink tray in her right. She shakes the bag in your direction. @@.justine;"Hungry?"@@ Despite the fact that you've already eaten breakfast you nod. @@.yellow;"You're a saint and I take back most – if not all – of the terrible things I've been saying about you."@@ She ignores your teasing. @@.justine;"These are the best bagels in town,"@@ she proclaims. She hands you a drink from the cardboard carrier and sets the bag down on your coffee table while she strides toward your bathroom. You take a sip of the drink and your eyes roll back in bliss. [[You pitch your voice so it carries through the bathroom door.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine 2"]] @@.yellow;"Can you deliver me a latte every morning?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 2">><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">>@@.justine;"Fuck that,"@@ she hollers back. You hear the sound of the toilet flushing. @@.justine;"Like you need one more excuse to never leave the house."@@ Even through the door you can tell there's heavy sarcasm in her voice. You ignore the jab – though she has a point – and begin pulling food out of the bag. When your friend comes back into the living room you're glowering. @@.yellow;"You said these were the "best bagels in town." The fact that they're cold, unsliced and there isn't even a dollop of creamcheese proves that to be a lie."@@ She laughs at you, which only miffs you further. @@.justine;"Okay, Miss Springer. Calm down. I got them at the grocery store."@@ She sits down next to you. Indignant, you sputter. @@.yellow;"For real? And you think these are the best in Hope's Point?"@@ @@.justine;"Nah, I just wanted to see you make that face."@@ You glare harder. @@.justine;"Yeah, that's the one!"@@ @@.yellow;"Some day I'm going to take you of this place and force you to experience culture. Drag your curvy ass to the city and show you what life is like outside of Hope's Point."@@ You expect a sassy reply, but her tone is surprisingly wistful. @@.justine;"I'd like that,"@@ she murmurs. Not sure what to say, [[you change the subject.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine 3"]] @@.yellow;"So what's the deal with the early start today? I figured you'd be sleeping in."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 3">>The pensive look of longing disappears so quickly that you wonder if you imagined it. A smile takes its place. @@.justine;"The mall is gonna be swamped today, but I figured we could hang out first, maybe get a little high, then head over there after lunch when it's calmed down."@@ She gives you an infectious grin and pulls a small glass pipe out of her purse. You aren't sure if the mall would be less busy in the afternoon than in the morning, but you aren't the most knowledgeable of mall practices. Besides, getting high is exactly what you'd been hoping to do to relax. <<if $flag.botanics>>@@.yellow;"Actually, I have a present for you."@@ You retrieve the plastic baggy of weed that you'd hidden. @@.justine;"Is this what you got from Calvin?"@@ You nod. @@.justine;"How much did you pay?"@@ @@.yellow;"Twenty bucks, why?"@@ She shrugs. @@.justine;"I just told him he wasn't allowed to screw with you. This looks about right."@@ <</if>>While Justine gets the pipe ready you try to find something that will make the bagels more palatable. Although you'd wager you're doing a better job than most of your peers at living independently and keeping food in the kitchen, you still lack plenty of staples like butter and condiments. But you do have peanut butter, so you bring that over. [[Maybe it will make the "bagel" edible.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 4">><<AddFem 2>>The two of you sit there and enjoy the small feast of bad food, better coffee and <<if $flag.botanics>>great<<else>>good<</if>> drugs. You put on The Tech Group as background noise, mostly because you know it will irk your friend once she realizes what she's laughing along to. <<if $flag.botanics>>@@.justine;"So how was Calvin? I haven't seen him in forever."@@ That surprises you. Who has she been getting her weed from? Justine passes you the pipe and you take a hit, coughing hard twice before shakily handing it back. @@.yellow;"Okay? I mean, he mostly just made dirty comments about wanting to sleep with me. His friends were sort of nice to me, but sort of mean to him."@@ She shrugs. @@.justine;"Sounds about right. He's annoying, but harmless. His cousin or something is a Sail, so nobody really wants to piss his family off by killing him. He does have good weed, though."@@<<else>>@@.justine;"Ha ha ha – wait. Oh, you dirty bitch."@@ She gives you a look of faux anger. But she's not really mad, and your friend doesn't hesitate to pass you the pipe. You take a hit before giving it back. Just to piss her off more, you turn up the volume and smirk. The redhead sniffs and pretends not to notice.<</if>> [[The two of you lounge on the couch for another hour, watching TV and relaxing.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 5">>By this point the coffee table is a disaster; the bagels and lattes are long gone, and at some point Justine found the snacks you'd bought the day before and brought them out. You're still amazed by how much crappy food the girl can eat without gaining weight. It makes sense for me to be skinny, I've got teenage boy metabolism. How the hell does she do it? Justine has a distinct aversion to exercise and moderation, neither of which should allow for someone to look as good as she does. You're still pretty high, but your friend has sobered up quite a bit. @@.justine;"Hey, I'm bored. Let's go shopping now!"@@ You nod, your mind a little foggy, and the two of you leave the cottage and get into her car. Justine uses her phone to play music over the car speakers. You aren't a big fan of country music, but asking her to put on something else will just result in her turning the volume up, so you pretend to be into the song. And honestly, as high as you are it's not awful. [[You do wish there was a country song out there that wasn't about beer, girls or trucks.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 6">>While Justine hunts for a parking spot you check out the Lakehill Mall. There are five stories of shops in a huge plaza, and outside of the main building there are long lanes of more businesses and retailers, sprawling out in each of the cardinal directions. You'd read online that it's one of the largest malls in America, although not for much longer. In another few weeks this entire place would be shutting down, with hundreds of jobs likely disappearing at the same time. The entire mall industry has been in a nosedive for decades. Teens don't go to malls anymore to hang out, people would rather stream movies than show up for matinees, and eWardrobes have completely changed the process for clothes shopping. Personally, you never saw the appeal in going to places like these. You're used to the big city, where entire streets are made for consumers, not that you ever partook. But still, what's the point of riding escalators all over a building to hunt for things? You'd use Amazin' to deliver whatever you need. Maybe Justine has a point about me never wanting to leave the house. Looking at it, it's easy to believe that the Lakehill Mall closing is a big deal. Not just because of big it is. The city of Lakehill is quite wealthy, with numerous A-list celebrities keeping summer homes in the area. It's a hub for music, with aspiring bands and amateur singers doing live performances every night in nearly every bar and restaurant. Tech startups have begun to converge there as well, though you don't know what draws them. It's a startling contrast with Hope's Point. Sure, Hope's Point has properties like the Baker Ranch, where you went to the barn party over a month earlier, but it also has gangs like the Sails and a large divide between those in poverty and those not. Lakehill, on the other hand, has no problems with the homeless or criminal elements. It came as a big surprise, then, that the mall was shutting down. Maybe it's just a sign of the times. Every shop in the building is doing the equivalent of a fire sale, so you suppose that [[if you're going to get a new wardrobe for cheap then this is a good day to do it.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 7">><<set $tracking.mallclothes to "">>Justine eventually finds a parking spot, although it's quite far from the nearest mall entrance. The two of you begin the long walk over pavement. You can tell that your friend is no longer high at all, but you still feel pleasantly buzzed. Inside there's a children's store immediately to your right, and to your left is an expensive diamond retailer. You don't know if Justine was correct about it being less busy in the afternoon. The mall is packed, with people of all ages rushing around as if it were Christmas and every last one of them forgot to do any shopping. @@.yellow;"Where to?"@@ You step to the side so you're out of the path of one particularly angry woman. You aren't sure if she would have collided with you, but better safe than sorry. She hauls a screaming toddler along with one arm while the other clutches multiple bags. Justine deliberates. @@.justine;"I want to look at pretty much everything. Ummm. Let's see, shoes are over there, and underwear is that way. Which do you think?"@@ Both choices terrify you, and as stoned as you still are you feel even more anxiety than usual. Rather than deliberate you just blurt out the first thing that comes to mind. [[Shoes.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine shoes"]] [[Underwear.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine underwear"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine shoes ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine shoes">>The shoe store is ostensibly for men and women, but the majority of it is clearly meant for ladies. Your heart beats a little, and paranoia chooses that moment to rear its ugly head. Won't it be obvious that you have no idea what you're talking about once you're in there? Will Justine realize that you lack basic knowledge about shoes? You basically know that there are three types: sandals, heels, and everything else. Will that be enough to fake your way through this? That's got to be, right? I mean, how many other kinds could there be? @@.yellow;"Sneakers!"@@ @@.justine;"What?"@@ Shit, did you say that out loud? You're still kind of high from smoking earlier. @@.yellow;"I was just remembering to look at sneakers."@@ Good save, <<if $fem gte 1000>><<AddFem 1>>$name<<else>>Danny<</if>>, good save. Justine leads you down long rows of boxes. There's a press of women all over, rifling through stacks of shoeboxes like the Holy Grail might be found in one of them. Two older ladies get into a heated argument over a pair of leopard print stilettos – that's another one I know! – which seems to amuse Justine. @@.justine;"If anyone starts shit with you I'll kill them."@@ You nod seriously. You don't believe she'd actually commit murder, but [[it's reassuring to know somebody has your back in this chaotic din of shoppers.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine shoes 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine shoes 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine shoes 2">><<AddFem 2>>Justine spots something she likes, and you use the opportunity to study the different labels on the boxes around you. Wedges, boots, heels, open toed, close toed, flats, pumps, canvas, loafers, mules. You shake your head. Why is there so much? In some ways female fashion is more fun than the male styles, as women do have more stuff to choose from. But in other ways it's overwhelming. Is the difference between calf-length boots and ankle-length boots really that broad that they need to be in separate categories? You agreed to come clothes shopping for the purpose of replacing Sasha's wardrobe with something less skanky, but you don't think her footwear was really included in that. Still, you half-heartedly try to find some things that aren't too feminine. You're tempted to grab some unisex things, but the memory of last weekend stops you. Getting a less slutty wardrobe isn't the only goal. I need to be more convincing than ever that I'm a girl. You reluctantly go to pick up some pink sneakers, but someone else grabs them before you can. Feeling overwhelmed and out of your element, you gravitate back toward your friend. @@.justine;"Good timing. Which do you like better?"@@ She points to her left foot, which is in some sort of strappy red heel. On her right foot is the same style, but in gold. @@.yellow;"They both look nice."@@ Justine sighs and goes back to staring at a waist high mirror and posing. You wait patiently while she asks your opinion on a few more things she's found and is trying on, but [[evidently your feedback isn't very helpful.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine shoes 3"]] @@.justine;"Stop saying it looks nice! You said that about the last four pairs I tried on!"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine shoes 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine shoes 3">>@@.yellow;"Everything looks nice on you."@@ You can tell she's fighting off a smile. @@.justine;"Flatterer."@@ She takes off the shoes and grabs another pair. @@.justine;"Aren't you going to try anything on?"@@ @@.yellow;"I'm trying to save money. The shoes I own are fine."@@ It's not a lie, technically. You don't want to break the bank buying clothes you'll only wear for a month and a half. She quirks an eyebrow. @@.justine;"Yeah, maybe for five years ago. But fine,"@@ she relents. @@.justine;"I get ya about money."@@ After close to an hour in the shoe store Justine announces she's done. You're relieved; you've been trying to browse Peddit, letting the last of your high dissipate, without looking too bored. At least you feel totally sober now, though you can't tell if that makes shopping for feminine clothes better or worse. While Justine pauses to adjust her virtual shopping cart you try to steel yourself for what comes next. You already know where she's going to want to go. As if reading your mind, the curvy girl rejoins you. @@.justine;"Underwear now?"@@ [[You nod, your heart once again pounding.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine shoes 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine shoes 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine shoes 4">>You made it through shoe shopping without looking like a total dunce, but this next bit could be far more dangerous. Justine takes the lead fighting through the crowd, even though the underwear shop isn't that far away. While she elbows someone out of the way you stare at the store with no small amount of trepidation. The letters "PUNK" are written in a bold, pink font. Women come and go from the store, while every single chair and bench outside of it is occupied by haggard men impatiently waiting. Just inside the entrance are multiple mannequins clad only in lacy lingerie or frilly panty and bra sets. Next to them is a table with loose underwear and signs proclaiming specific deals. There are so many women and girls around the table that you can't see more than the occasional flash of bright and pastel colors. Once you're inside Justine points to a section of the store that's further back. @@.justine;"I think I remember the stuff we want being over there."@@ The stuff we want? You're not sure what she's talking about, but [[you follow her|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine shoes 5"]] anyway.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine shoes 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine shoes 5">>It's strange being in this store. Frilly panties, tiny thongs, colorful bras and more are everywhere you look. Two months ago you'd have been incredibly excited to catch a glimpse of the world of women's underwear, especially to see a hot chick like Justine pick up something skimpy. Now you're so used to panties that you're mentally cataloguing what would work on your body and what wouldn't. That matching bra and thong set would look <<if $fem gte 1000>><<AddFem 6>>cute on me. Oh, those yoga pants look comfy! Maybe they have them in something other than baby pink? I like that sweater, the neckline scoops low though so I'd need to be careful of what bra I'm wearing<<else>><<AddFem 4>>good on me. I like those yoga pants, too. They seem comfy, but I'm not crazy about the baby pink color. Hmm, that's a nice sweater, but why does the neckline have to scoop so low? It would flash my bra for the world to see<</if>>. Most of the ladies rifling through everything aren't the type you would want to see in sexy lingerie. Women of all ages and body types flood the store, and you almost gag when a grey-haired lady three times your size picks up a sheer nighty. You do your best to work your way through the press of bodies. It's slightly easier following in Justine's wake, as she's much more physical with the patrons than you are. With the way she lets elbows fly you'd almost think she were auditioning for one of those wrestling soap opera leagues. And in this corner, we have the ever sexy Justine Rabbit. Will she get revenge on the evil Homewrecker by using her signature finishing move, the Viewer's Elbow? Keep watching to find out. You almost giggle aloud. Justine's destination looks like every other section of the store. She shoves someone out of her way and then nods. @@.justine;"Yeah, this is it."@@ [[In front of the two of you is a table with a sign proclaiming "ALL THONGS HALF OFF."|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine shoes 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine shoes 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine shoes 6">><<AddFem 2>>Your friend picks up a skimpy white pair and then tosses it aside. @@.justine;"Boring."@@ She gives you a confused look. @@.justine;"Didn't you want to look at thongs? It's pretty much the only underwear I've seen you wear."@@ That's not your choice, of course. While Sasha's eWardrobe contains all sorts of panties, pretty much all of her preset outfits exclusively use thongs and g-strings. Justine probably assumes that you prefer the skimpier underwear to more conservative things like hipsters and boyshorts. More women push in around the two of you, but Justine clears out some room again. The Viewer's Elbow takes out another one! @@.yellow;"Right."@@ You're beginning to feel slightly claustrophobic. Part of you is tempted to go look for underwear that is more conservative, but a much bigger part of you just wants to get out of here. You step closer to Justine and half-heartedly mimic her movements, sorting through the collection of panties in front of you. There are drawers right underneath the table's surface, making it look more like a desk than anything else. You open a few and find panty styles that aren't limited to thongs and the like. You don't want to make your friend suspicious, but when you have a chance you find a terminal and begin a virtual shopping cart with stuff you want. Again, like the shoes, you aren't sure that you need to replace Sasha's underwear. The issue wasn't that she only had thongs, it's that [[none of your cousin's preset outfits let you wear anything but thongs.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine shoes 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine shoes 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine shoes 7">><<AddFem 3>>Justine is still shopping, so you wander around and check the stuff that isn't just underwear. While this brand began as mostly lingerie, bras and panties, it's since branched out to cover pretty much all sorts of women's wear. There's a changing room for those types of clothes, and you wait in line to try on the yoga pants you saw earlier, as well as a few other things. You try to find a pair of sweatpants or yoga pants that won't cling to your ass but will still look feminine, however that's easier said than done. You're staring at yourself in a pair of booty shorts when Justine enters your changing room. Not knowing who it is at first, you jump and try to cover yourself. @@.justine;"Looking good,"@@ your friend says approvingly. You aren't so sure. When you grabbed these shorts you had thought they would cover more skin, but sometimes it's impossible to tell with girl clothing. Everything is small when you pick it up, and you can rarely tell how something will look until you try it on. @@.justine;"You ready?"@@ @@.yellow;"One sec."@@ You use the dressing room's terminal to update your shopping cart, and then follow your friend outside of the store. @@.justine;"Wanna do another store, then food, then more shopping?"@@ The large breakfast you had earlier means you aren't very hungry, but you nod anyway. @@.justine;"Cool. There's an active wear store that way, and a more fancy store on the other side of the mall. What do you think?"@@ [[Active wear.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine exercise"]] [[Fancy stuff? Like dresses or something?|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine party"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine underwear ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine underwear">><<set $tracking.mallclothes += "unx ">>May as well get the worst part over with. Justine takes the lead in fighting through the crowd, and you follow in her wake, staying as close to her as possible. Up ahead you can see which store she's aiming for. The letters "PUNK" are written in a bold, pink font. The chairs in front of the store are occupied by bored looking men, while numerous women enter and leave through the pink doorway. Just inside the entrance are multiple mannequins clad only in lacy lingerie or frilly panty and bra sets. Next to them is a table with loose underwear and signs proclaiming specific deals. There are so many women and girls inside that you can't see more than the occasional flash of bright and pastel colors. Justine fights through them until the two of you are past the entrance. She points to a section of the store that's further back. @@.justine;"I think I remember the stuff we want being over there."@@ The stuff we want? You're not sure what she's talking about, but [[you follow her|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine underwear 2"]] anyway.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine underwear 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine underwear 2">>It's strange being in this store. Frilly panties, tiny thongs, colorful bras and more are everywhere you look. Two months ago you'd have been incredibly excited to catch a glimpse of the world of women's underwear, especially to see a hot chick like Justine pick up something skimpy. Now you're so used to panties that you're mentally cataloguing what would work on your body and what wouldn't. That matching bra and thong set would look <<if $fem gte 1090>><<AddFem 6>>cute on me. Oh, those yoga pants look comfy! Maybe they have them in something other than baby pink? I like that sweater, the neckline scoops low though so I'd need to be careful of what bra I'm wearing<<else>><<AddFem 4>>good on me. I like those yoga pants, too. They seem comfy, but I'm not crazy about the baby pink color. Hmm, that's a nice sweater, but why does the neckline have to scoop so low? It would flash my bra for the world to see<</if>>. There's another unfun thing about underwear shopping. Most of the ladies rifling through everything aren't the type you would want to see in sexy lingerie. Women of all ages and body types flood the store, and you almost gag when a clearly sick woman sneezes on a pair of panties right in front of you. You do your best to work your way through the press of bodies. It's slightly easier following in Justine's wake, as she's much more physical with the patrons than you are. With the way she shoulders people aside it's almost like she's auditioning for lingerie football. And on the offense, we have the ever sexy Justine Rabbit. Will she be able to score before the clock runs out? We know she's got the arm for it. They don't call her "The Busty Bullet" for nothing. You almost giggle aloud. Justine's destination looks like every other section of the store. She shoves another person out of her way and then nods. @@.justine;"Yeah, this is it."@@ [[In front of the two of you is a table with a sign proclaiming "ALL THONGS HALF OFF."|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine underwear 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine underwear 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine underwear 3">><<AddFem 4>>Your friend picks up a lacy red pair and then tosses it aside. @@.justine;"Boring."@@ She gives you a confused look. @@.justine;"Didn't you want to look at thongs? It's pretty much the only underwear I've seen you wear."@@ That's not your choice, of course. While Sasha's eWardrobe contains all sorts of panties, pretty much all of her preset outfits exclusively use thongs and g-strings. Justine probably assumes that you prefer the skimpier underwear to more conservative things like hipsters and boyshorts. Being here has you very worried. What if you slip up and say something that a girl wouldn't? You can't shake the feeling that you're a charlatan and everyone is ten seconds away from figuring it out. Still feeling high, you decide to just agree with her. @@.yellow;"Right,"@@ you gulp. You step closer to Justine and eagerly mimic her movements, sorting through the collection of panties in front of you. You don't want anyone to be suspicious of you, but you aren't sure that you need to replace Sasha's underwear. The issue wasn't that she only had thongs, it's that none of your cousin's preset outfits let you wear anything but thongs. Still, at least maybe you can find a few things that will have a little more coverage in the groin area. Some of Sasha's underwear is so skimpy that your junk frequently threatens to fall out of it. [[Even if you have to wear a string up your ass, at least you won't have to wear one up your front.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine underwear 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine underwear 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine underwear 4">><<AddFem 2>>An indeterminable amount of minutes later you think you've found a few things that will work. Justine is still shopping, so you wander around and check the stuff there that isn't underwear. While this brand began as mostly lingerie, bras and panties, it's since branched out to cover pretty much all sorts of women's wear. There's a changing room for those types of clothes, and you wait in line to try on the yoga pants you saw earlier, as well as a few other things. You try to find a pair of sweatpants or yoga pants that won't cling to your ass but will still look feminine, however that's easier said than done. You're staring at yourself in a pink hoodie when Justine enters your changing room. Not knowing who it is at first, you jump and let out a little squeak. @@.justine;"Looking good,"@@ your friend says approvingly. That surprises you. You'd expected her to protest you trying on layers. You rotate in the mirror and then scowl. Ah, that's why she likes it. The back of the hoodie says "Tasty" in a glittering script. You hadn't noticed it until now. @@.justine;"You about ready?"@@ @@.yellow;"One sec."@@ You use the dressing room's terminal to update your shopping cart, and then follow your friend outside of the store. @@.justine;"Shoes next?"@@ You nod and [[let her take the lead.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine underwear 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine underwear 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine underwear 5">><<AddFem 2>>The shoe store is ostensibly for men and women, but the majority of it is clearly meant for ladies. Your paranoia worsens. You survived underwear shopping, but would shoes be even more challenging to fake your way through? There's like a million fucking styles of women's footwear. Won't it be obvious that you have no idea what you're talking about once you're in there? Will Justine realize that you lack basic knowledge about shoes? You basically know that there are three types: sandals, heels, and everything else. @@.yellow;"I'm so fucking dead,"@@ you mutter. @@.justine;"What?"@@ Shit, did you say that out loud? Your high has mostly dissipated, but clearly not enough. @@.yellow;"I was saying,"@@ you spot the nearest box of women's shoes, @@.yellow;"that I need a pair of wedges."@@ She nods like that makes sense. Good save, <<if $fem lt 1000>>Danny<<else>>$name<<AddFem 1>><</if>>, good save. Justine leads you down long rows of boxes. There's a press of women all over, rifling through stacks of shoeboxes like the Holy Grail might be found in one of them. Two girls about your age are a heated argument over a pair of flats – that's another one I know! – which seems to amuse Justine. @@.justine;"If anyone starts shit with you I'll kill them."@@ You nod seriously. You don't believe she'd actually commit murder, but [[it's reassuring to know somebody has your back in this chaotic din of shoppers.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine underwear 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine underwear 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine underwear 6">><<AddFem 2>>Justine spots something she likes, and you use the opportunity to study the different labels on the boxes around you. Wedges, boots, heels, open toed, close toed, flats, pumps, canvas, loafers, mules. You shake your head. Why is there so much? In some ways female fashion is more fun than the male styles, as women do have more stuff to choose from. But in other ways it's overwhelming. Is the difference between calf-length boots and ankle-length boots really that broad that they need to be in separate categories? You agreed to come clothes shopping for the purpose of replacing Sasha's wardrobe with something less skanky, but you don't think her footwear was really included in that. Still, you half-heartedly try to find some things that aren't too feminine. You're tempted to grab some unisex things, but the memory of last weekend stops you. Getting a less slutty wardrobe isn't the only goal. I need to be more convincing than ever that I'm a girl. You reluctantly go to pick up some purple flats, but someone else grabs them before you can. Feeling more sober by the moment, you sift through the stuff that isn't being manhandled by rabid women. Your search eventually brings you back toward your friend. @@.justine;"Good timing. Which do you like better?"@@ She points to her left foot, which is in a ridiculously high green stiletto. On her right foot is the same style, but in white. @@.yellow;"They both look nice."@@ Justine sighs and goes back to staring at a waist high mirror and posing. You wait patiently while she asks your opinion on a few things more she's found and is trying on, but [[evidently your feedback isn't very helpful.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine underwear 7"]] @@.justine;"Stop saying it looks nice! You said that about the last four pairs I tried on!"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine underwear 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine underwear 7">>@@.yellow;"Everything looks nice on you."@@ You can tell she's fighting off a smile. @@.justine;"Flatterer."@@ She takes off the shoes and grabs another pair. @@.justine;"Aren't you going to try anything on?"@@ @@.yellow;"I'm trying to save money. The shoes I own are fine."@@ It's not a lie, technically. You don't want to break the bank buying clothes you'll only wear for a month and a half. She quirks an eyebrow. @@.justine;"Yeah, maybe for five years ago. But fine,"@@ she relents. @@.justine;"I get ya about money."@@ After another hour in the shoe store Justine announces she's done. You're relieved; you've been trying to browse Peddit without looking too bored. Shopping for feminine clothes as a guy is a lesson in acting, that's for sure. While Justine pauses to adjust her virtual shopping cart you wait to see where she wants to go next. @@.justine;"Wanna do another store, then food, then more shopping?"@@ The curvy girl asks when she's done at the terminal. You nod, although the large breakfast you had earlier means you aren't very hungry. @@.justine;"Cool. There's an active wear store that way, and a more fancy store on the other side of the mall. What do you think?"@@ [[Active wear.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine exercise"]] [[Fancy stuff? Like dresses or something?|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine party"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine exercise ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine exercise">><<AddFem 2>>This is finally something you're eager to look at. Modern women's sportswear is all about mixing comfort with looks. Material is meant to be soft and styles are meant to be sexy. Sadly, Sasha cared more about appearance than fit. Every one of her things stresses curves and feminine allure, putting you on display. <<if $fem gte 1112>><<AddFem 2>>Some of Sasha's exercise outfits actually look good on you, but you don't want to show off so much skin. You don't need to replace the yoga pants with sweatpants or anything, but some longer tops would be nice.<<else>>You can't wait to replace her exercise clothes with some bulky sweatpants and loose tops. You'd seen a few things in the underwear store that would also work, but more doesn't hurt. Besides, that stuff is still meant for the "I want to look cute while I walk to meet my friends for coffee" type of girl instead of the "I work out every day" type.<</if>> The mall seems to only be getting more crowded. Justine takes the lead once again and you stay close as she forces herself through the mass of people. The employees in the exercise store look exhausted. Probably because it's smaller than the other places you've been to, which means they have to clean and fold messed up clothing far more often. <<if $fem gte 1114>><<AddFem 2>>You're initially drawn to some patterned leggings and tights before you remind yourself to stay on target. At least the loose fitting clothing will still have some fun designs.<<else>>You ignore the leggings and tights in front of you and head for the bulky stuff.<</if>> The goal, as always, is to get things that are conservative but still feminine. You find a number of tops, shorts and loose yoga pants that will work, selecting various shades of pink or flowery patterns. The new clothes won't be so form fitting, but hopefully the girly styles and colors will make up for that. People will look at you and think you're all woman, but it will be because of the girly twist to everything and not because they can see your ass hanging out of your shorts. @@.justine;"Dude, are you trying to hide your body again? I thought we were past this."@@ [[You hadn't even noticed Justine approaching from behind you.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine exercise 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine exercise 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine exercise 2">>@@.yellow;"That's not – hey!"@@ Justine had yanked a pair of pink shorts out of your arms. @@.justine;"You're not twelve, $name. I thought I could let you out of my sights, but I guess not. Come on."@@ Your friend drags you over to a different type of tiny spandex shorts. @@.justine;"This will look hot on you. This too. Go try on these bike shorts, I want to see if they're cute on your ass."@@ You grumble as you're sent marching into an empty dressing room, your arms full of clothes. You try on the shorts as she insisted, though you aren't happy about it. As quickly as you can you make sure your penis isn't obviously visible. Justine comes in with more clothes and you both look at your butt in the changing room's mirror. @@.justine;"It's perfect,"@@ she couldn't sound more pleased with herself. @@.yellow;"No way, it's too tight."@@ [[As the words leave your mouth you regret them.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine exercise 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine exercise 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine exercise 3">><<AddFem 3>>A scowl takes over Justine's face, and you mentally kick yourself when you see how determined the set of her mouth is. @@.justine;"And that's exactly why you need to get them! Try on the next thing."@@ Her tone brokers no room for arguing. Of course there are no jeans or loose fitting clothing in the pile in front of you. It's all tiny shorts that stretch against your butt, or teensy tops that feel like they're made for attracting the eye rather than working up a sweat. Justine stays in the changing room with you, and you wonder if she's trying to make sure you're actually trying on everything. Which raises a new problem; what will she say when you take off the shorts? One look at your panties will give everything away. Fortunately, you prepared for this. You reach into your bag to retrieve the piece of clothing you had the eWardrobe make before Justine arrived to pick you up. @@.justine;"What are those for?"@@ [[She looks at the garment skeptically as you hold it up.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine exercise 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine exercise 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine exercise 4">><<AddFem 3>>In your hands is a pair of black tights. @@.yellow;"There's lots of people here today,"@@ you remind her, @@.yellow;"and we don't know who else has been trying stuff on. Some of the people here are sweaty or just plain gross. I don't want to get their germs on me, so I'm gonna wear these leggings under anything I try on."@@ You hold your breath, wondering what she'll say. Justine is quiet for a moment and you begin to wonder if she's going to rip the tights out of your hand like she did the pink sweat pants. But then she harrumphs and you relax. She bought it. @@.justine;"They're tight enough to still try stuff on over them, I guess. But how will we know what's hot on you if we can't see how it's supposed to look?"@@ What she means is how will we see your ass hang out if you're wearing leggings? At that moment someone farts in the changing room next to yours. Justine <<if $fem gte 1053>><<AddFem 1>>and you both wrinkle your noses in disgust.<<else>>wrinkles her nose in disgust, though part of you found it a little funny.<</if>> @@.justine;"Never mind, you're totally right."@@ The smell hits you a moment later. @@.justine;"I'm gonna go look for more stuff,"@@ your friend gags. She quickly retreats from the changing room, leaving you alone with the odor and a pile of skimpy clothes. [[You take advantage of her absence to peel off the little shorts and pull on the tights|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine exercise 5"]], smoothing out any inconvenient penis hints that remain. The leggings will hold things in place, and when you look in the mirror a flat groin is all that's visible.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine exercise 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine exercise 5">>You're trying on some running shorts and a top that's closer to a bra than a shirt when Justine comes back with even more clothes. @@.yellow;"No more,"@@ you plead, @@.yellow;"or we're going to be waiting here all day for me to try on everything."@@ @@.justine;"It's not all for you."@@ Justine pulls off her emerald top, revealing a lime green bra. @@.justine;"All the other changing rooms are taken, and the line is crazy long."@@ She puts her back to you and unhooks her bra. You freeze in place, paralyzed by indecision. You've seen Justine in bikini tops, in teensy clothing, in bras so sheer they may as well be nonexistent. Early on in your friendship you took enough mental snapshots that you could probably be sent into space and there'd be enough wank material for the rest of your life. Even if you've never actually seen Justine's breasts out and proud in all their glory, you think you have a very accurate picture for how they look. But things have kind of changed over time. She's still a gorgeous girl, and you can't deny she's attractive. But she's your friend. Your best friend. Your best friend who thinks you're a girl. Ogling her would be a violation of her privacy. Could you really abuse her trust just for the chance to scope out her tits? <<if $fem lt 940>> [[Watch.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine exercise 6"; $temp.switch1 to true]] She's the one always telling you to slut it up and embrace your body. She wouldn't care if you peeked, would she? Maybe she'd even be flattered...<</if>> [[Turn away.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine exercise 6"; $temp.switch1 to false]] You can't do that to her. <<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine exercise 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine exercise 6">><<if $temp.switch1>>You feel guilty doing it, but if a guy who's been inconveniently forced into living as a girl can't perv on his best female friend, then who can? <<ShowImage "justine-dressing-room" 640>> She turns back to pick up a sports bra and you stop breathing. Her breasts are… @@.yellow;"Amazing."@@ Shit, did I say that out loud? You aren't even high! Justine looks at you and then grins. @@.justine;"Haven't you seen them before this?"@@ She turns fully, facing you, and you stare at heaven. Her rack has always been huge, and she's purposefully worn plenty of tops to accentuate her cleavage and show the world what she's working with. She's young enough that her breasts haven't yet begun to sag, though the sheer size of them makes you wince with sympathy at how much they must weigh. She has what the internet loves to call "ghost nipples," where the areola and nipple are almost the same shade as her pale skin tone. @@.justine;"I feel like I remember being drunk and us showing off our tits,"@@ her words snap you out of your stupor. Were you staring? Are you drooling? You're pretty sure you would remember something as phenomenal as Justine showing you her breasts. Is that what girls do when they get drunk? If so, you need to go to a bar right now. @@.justine;"I dunno, maybe it's your first time seeing them sober."@@ <<if $breastsize gte 31>><<AddFem 6>>She considers you for a second. @@.justine;"The pills really worked on you,"@@ she whispers conspiratorially. @@.justine;"Your boobs are almost as big as mine."@@<<elseif $breastsize gte 21>><<AddFem 4>>She looks you over for a moment. @@.justine;"I'm sorry the pills didn't make yours bigger,"@@ she whispers, careful to not be overheard. @@.justine;"I think your boobs totally work on your body, though. You look super hot, so don't get down on yourself because yours are a little smaller than mine."@@<<else>><<AddFem 3>>Her voice drops to a whisper to avoid being overheard. @@.justine;"I'm so bummed those pills didn't work on you better. Maybe they were bad or something. Whatever, you're still fuckin' hot. I'd kill for legs like yours."@@<</if>> Somehow you perving on your best friend turned into her talking about the size of your boobs. You have no idea what to say, so you just awkwardly fumble with the next piece of clothing in your pile. It's a pair of yoga pants with transparent panels in the sides of the legs. It's a challenge to get them on, and the effect of the panels is ruined by your tights, but [[Justine is too preoccupied with looking at herself in the mirror.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine exercise 7"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You turn and look away, focusing on the next item in your pile of girl clothing. It's a pair of yoga pants with transparent panels in the sides of the legs. It's a challenge to get them on; your leggings bunch up under the yoga pants, and you spend so much time struggling to get the latter on that you begin to stress. What if Justine gets impatient and demands you take the tights off next time? When you manage to get everything in place you feel silly. The effect of the transparent panels on the legs is ruined by your leggings, so you can't even tell if it's slutty or not. You assume it is – Justine picked them out, after all – and you hope that once they're off you can stick them in the "definitely don't get these" pile. You glance at your friend, who is [[staring at herself in the mirror.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine exercise 7"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine exercise 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine exercise 7">>Justine has put on a sports bra so red you wouldn't be surprised to learn it had just been dipped in blood. Her breasts are locked in a mortal struggle against the bra, the fabric straining to reign in the world's most impressive bosom. She frowns at the mirror. @@.justine;"Do I look like a ginger vampire?"@@ @@.yellow;"A what?"@@ @@.justine;"A ginger vampire. You know, redheaded and pale. The bra's color made me think of it."@@ @@.yellow;"Aren't all vampires pale?"@@ Her frown grows. @@.justine;"Shit. You're right."@@ You take advantage of her attention being elsewhere and [[you strip off the yoga pants|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine exercise 8"]], trying to unobtrusively stuff them into the growing pile of clothes you hope to not be getting.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine exercise 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine exercise 8">><<set $tracking.mallclothes += "ex3 ">>The next item you go to put on is actually two. A matching set of white yoga pants with an awfully pink waistband, and a sports bra in the same bright shade of obnoxious pink. You sigh and pull them on. Again, the pants are tough to get on, but they're very tight and you can't even tell you're wearing leggings underneath. They cling to your hips, and if they were any lower you'd be worried about having the top of your groin peek out. From the highest point of the pants to the lowest point of the bra is the smooth expanse of your stomach. Riding a bicycle every day has been good for you, but your eating habits have been pretty bad. Maybe if you exercised more or ate better. Your stomach isn't perfectly flat, but it isn't pudgy either. You can't see muscle or anything, but it doesn't look bad. Lots of girls would kill to look so good in clothes like this, you note<<if $fem gte 1000>><<AddFem 4>>, a little pleased that you're no longer a scrawny awkward dude whose closest contact with a girl was what he saw on Nutflex. Sure, being a hot chick wasn't quite what you had in mind when you envisioned a better life, but at least when you return to being Danny you'll be more fit and social.<<else>><<AddFem 2>> with alarm. It scares you how easy it is to pass as an attractive chick. I may not have been happy as Danny, but at least I was Danny.<</if>> @@.justine;"Holy shit, you look good. You have to get that."@@ The mirror reveals her standing behind you, the red sports bra exchanged with a nude one that would be sure to cause many a double take. @@.yellow;"I don't know."@@ You can't keep the doubt out of your voice. You're worried you pull off the look a little too well. @@.justine;"What's there to know? You look hot. Want me to save it to your cart?"@@ She crosses to the changing room's terminal. You aren't sure what to say. The purpose of today's trip was to replace Sasha's clothing with girly stuff that wasn't revealing. This definitely defeats the point. But with Justine you always run the risk of making things worse by not giving her what she wants. What will you say? [[Okay.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine exercise 9"; $tracking.mallclothes += "exj "; $fem += 3]] You figure it's not that much worse than everything else you've worn. At least you're covered up from the waist down. [[I'll think about it.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine exercise 9"]] You have no such intention of thinking about it, but she doesn't need to know that.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine exercise 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine exercise 9">><<if $tracking.mallclothes.includes("exj")>>She seems pleased with that answer. @@.justine;"Done!"@@<<else>>She scowls. @@.justine;"Fine."@@ Her fingers tap the terminal anyway.<</if>> The two of you try on some more outfits. Your virtual shopping cart is slowly growing as you find some things you like. You've got no new shoes, <<if $tracking.mallclothes.includes("unx")>>some new thongs that cover your front a little better,<<else>>no new underwear,<</if>> and as of now some <<if $tracking.mallclothes.includes("exj")>>overly flattering workout clothes<<else>>decent workout clothes<</if>>. Would this be considered a success or not? @@.justine;"Shopping is hard work,"@@ Justine declares. She's only saying this after the two of you have tried on every piece of clothing in the damn store. You're convinced she even raided the inventory in the back. @@.yellow;"Let's break for lunch,"@@ you suggest as casually as you can. You needn't have bothered. @@.justine;"Fuck yeah! They have the best nachos here."@@ The lines for food are as bad as the press everywhere else. Thankfully, your friend doesn't elbow people out of her way. At least she observes some social norms. The downside is that the wait takes forever, and Justine looks so hangry by the time you get to the register that [[you legitimately worry for the cashier's safety.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine exercise 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine exercise 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine exercise 10">>@@.justine;"I know it's not her fault,"@@ she tells you through gritted teeth, @@.justine;"but I will slay that bitch if she doesn't move a little faster."@@ In the end, no bitches are slain, but it was touch-and-go for a minute or three. There are no free tables to sit at, so the two of you leave the mall and stroll along outside by the shops that sit outside of the main building. When the nachos – which were pretty good, you admit – are finished you and Justine veer back inside. @@.justine;"I wanna go look at some fancy dresses."@@ You cringe because <<if $fem gte 1040>>you know Justine's idea of "fancy dresses" is likely going to be a barely there strip of fabric<<else>>the last thing you want to get is a dress<</if>> but follow her anyway. At least you'll have a chance to replace some of Sasha's dresses. Once again you set off into the press of bodies. Justine leads you into a big chain store that sits at the very end of a wing and occupies two floors. @@.justine;"Do you wanna go get in line for a dressing room and I'll get us stuff to try on."@@ Remembering how long it took to get food and then having nowhere to sit and eat, you agree. It's once you're waiting in line that [[you realize you'll have no control over what she picks out for you.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine exercise 11"]] @@.yellow;"That conniving whore."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine exercise 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine exercise 11">><<AddFem 4>>Said conniving whore gives you space until you're up next for a dressing room. It's only then that she sidles next to you, arms full of dresses. You give her a dirty look. The dress as the top has to be shorter than a bath towel. @@.justine;"What?"@@ she asks, wide eyed and innocent. The conniving whore. @@.justine;"Oh look, a room is ready."@@ Somehow, despite having full arms, she drags you into a changing room. @@.justine;"You. You. This is me. You. Me."@@ She quickly and expertly sorts the bundles of clothes into two piles. You realize they aren't all dresses; there are skirts and tops, too. Justine's tastes tend to run toward colors that she likes for herself. Her choices have a lot of greens – when she wears all green you like to tease her by asking if she's come to steal your gold – and reds – she never gets it when you call her Justine Rabbit – and whites. You don't have a snappy comment about white. You've seen her in other colors, too, but those are the main three she gravitates toward. Subsequently, the majority of both of your piles are in those colors, too. You sigh and try on everything as quickly as you can. <<if $breastsize gte 21>> The white dress with no sleeves that you couldn't wear a bra in that ties behind your neck. The green dress that is tagged as "boat neck off the shoulder" and sits low on your upper arms with an equally deep neckline. The little red number that belongs more on "Justine Rabbit" than on you.<<else>>The strappy white dress that is like silk on your chest and can't be worn without a bra. The green dress that has a high skirt and a plunging neckline, which even with your small chest looks really good. The tiny red number that ties behind your neck and waist, revealing the plain of your naked back.<</if>> It continues, and [[you have to admit it's a bit fun.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine exercise 12"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine exercise 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine exercise 12">><<set $tracking.mallclothes += "pa4 ">>You and Justine make stupid faces at each other in the mirror, and even with your tights on you grow to enjoy seeing how you look in everything. Most of the dresses are as equally slutty as what Sasha had, but you've grown comfortable enough with being a girl that you don't mind doing a mini fashion show where nobody but your best friend can see you. Justine deftly adds to her virtual shopping cart before pulling up yours. @@.justine;"What do you think? Should I add on some of the ones that looked good on you?"@@ These dresses were as girly as Sasha's. But a part of you liked how you look in them. What will you tell Justine? [[Admit to her that you liked them.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine exercise 13"; $tracking.mallclothes += "pax "; $fem += 3]]<<if $fem lt 1000 or $breastsize lt 22>> [[Tell her you weren't a fan.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine exercise 13"]] After all, you're not going to trade slutty stuff for equally slutty stuff.<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine exercise 13 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine exercise 13">><<if $tracking.mallclothes.includes("pax")>>@@.justine;"I knew it."@@ She quickly taps the terminal, probably not wanting to give you time to change your mind.<<else>>She sighs. @@.justine;"Well, make up your mind before we leave, 'kay?"@@ You nod, and she taps the terminal a little more before declaring that she's done.<</if>> @@.justine;"We have one more stop,"@@ she announces when you leave the dress store. When she comes to a halt in front of a tattoo parlor you balk. @@.yellow;"Absolutely not."@@ @@.justine;"It's for your ears, dummy."@@ She points to a sign that declares they do body and face piercings. You wince. Justine had been giving you shit for weeks about you not having pierced ears. You'd hoped she'd forgotten about it, but evidently you hadn't. It had taken her almost a month of friendship to notice that you can't wear earrings, and she'd remarked something about "What kind of girl doesn't have pierced ears?" You're a little worried that she'll remember the event that occurred only a week earlier where rumors abounded that your penis had flopped out. What if she thinks of it now and connects it with you not having pierced ears? Not seeing any better choice, you force yourself to look happy. @@.yellow;"Finally. My uptight parents would never let me do anything fun."@@ You wonder if you sound genuine through gritted teeth. [[The woman at the register gives you both a bored look when you and Justine enter the parlor.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine earrings"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine party ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine party">>@@.justine;"Fancy dresses, here we come."@@ You cringe <<if $fem gte 1040>>because you know Justine's idea of "fancy dresses" is likely going to be a barely there strip of fabric<<else>>because the last thing you want to get is a dress<</if>> but follow her anyway. At least you'll have a chance to replace some of Sasha's dresses. Once again Justine takes the lead, pushing through the crowd. You follow her into a big chain store that sits at the very end of a wing and occupies two floors. It's just as busy here as anywhere else. Justine fights her way to a section of the store that would look promising if it were in better condition. @@.yellow;"It's like a Viking horde ransacked this place and only left two minutes ago,"@@ you tell her. She nods as if to say duh. @@.justine;"It's a fire sale."@@ You join her in sifting through the wreckage, hoping to find a dress that will somehow look girly but not feel girly. Don't all dresses look girly? [[You feel more out of your depth than ever before.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine party 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine party 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine party 2">>Justine holds up a dress that's shorter than a bath towel and then thrusts it into your hands. You give her a dirty look. @@.justine;"What?"@@ She's the picture of innocence. @@.justine;"It'll be hot on you. Just try it on,"@@ she wheedles. You know that if you fight her on it she'll just grow more insistent, but that doesn't stop you from glowering a little more. The pile in your arms is quickly growing, more with Justine's picks than yours. You grab a few things that look sensible, though you aren't sure that your friend will let you actually try them on. A nice top, a long skirt, stuff that would be okay to go out in but doesn't necessarily scream, "I want to get fucked tonight." So, you know, stuff Justine won't like. Once both of you have two big piles ready you get in line for a changing room. It's a long wait, and you can tell your friend is getting impatient. @@.justine;"I'm so fucking hungry,"@@ she mutters at one point. @@.justine;"Let's be super fast and then go get lunch."@@ You nod in agreement, but it's almost another half hour before a changing room opens up. Justine and you enter together, the idea being that it would save time. Of course, you're secretly terrified. Changing in front of her is like playing with fire. If she sees your dick you are fucked. And not in the sexy way. As soon as you're inside you reach into your bag and pull out the item you'd been saving. You'd had the eWardrobe at home make it before Justine arrived to pick you up. @@.justine;"What's that for?"@@ Her shirt is already off. [[She stares at the thing you're holding.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine party 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine party 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine party 3">>In your hands is a pair of black tights. @@.yellow;"There's lots of people here today,"@@ you remind her, @@.yellow;"and we don't know who else has been trying stuff on. Some of the people here are sweaty or just plain gross. I don't want to get their germs on me, so I'm gonna wear these leggings under anything I try on."@@ You hold your breath, wondering what she'll say. You knew if you told her it was about modesty she'd fight it. But you hoped that by approaching it from a stance of "other people suck" she may be more agreeable. Justine is quiet for a moment and you begin to wonder if she's going to rip the tights out of your hand. But then she harrumphs and you relax. She bought it. @@.justine;"They're tight enough to still try stuff on over them, I guess. But how will we know what's hot on you if we can't see how it's supposed to look?"@@ What she means is how will we see your ass hanging out if you're wearing leggings? Because, of course, every dress she picked requires that something hang out. In some cases, multiple somethings. You slide the tights on as you talk, hoping she won't notice how much you're fiddling with your crotch to keep things tucked out of sight. @@.yellow;"I'll feel better once I'm at home wearing clean clothes. Have you seen some of the people here? Super gross. Good thing data can't transmit sweat stains."@@ She scowls but is distracted by the dress at the top of your pile. @@.justine;"Then you have to try this one on first."@@ It's the tiny bath towel she picked out earlier, the one you'd glared at her over. You sigh, but you know when to pick your battles. Getting to wear the tights is victory enough. As you pick up the dress you decide that comparing it to a bath towel is unfair. Bath towels can cover a person from chest to upper thigh. [[This thing doesn't even accomplish that.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine party 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine party 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine party 4">>It's fire engine red, with two thin straps that dig into your shoulders to hold it up. Horizontal slits are cut in the sides of the dress so that your ribcage is exposed, and you bra is plainly visible through some of them. The dress goes to mid thigh, but you'd wager the slits show more skin than the fabric covers. <<if $fem gte 1050>><<set $fem += 11>>If you're being honest, it doesn't look half bad with the leggings on. Obviously it's still too revealing, but it's not particularly skanky. You look like a girl out to party, but not necessarily one begging to be fucked by four dudes in the back of a pickup truck.<<else>><<AddFem 8>>Even with the leggings on you dislike how much skin it shows. Wait, that's not it. The problem isn't even how revealing it is, it's that with it on you look like the type of girl who would go party and want to get hit on by dudes. Remove the leggings, though, and you'd look like you're waiting for you turn on the casting couch.<</if>> You peel the dress off and shove it to the side where it can be the first item in your reject pile. Next you try on a skirt and top you'd picked out. The blouse is far sheerer than it looked on the hanger, and the skirt clings to the outline of your butt more than you'd like. Rejects. Next up are some of Justine's picks, [[every one of which is racy or scintillating.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine party 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine party 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine party 5">><<set $tracking.mallclothes += "pa3 ">>You try on everything as quickly as you can. <<if $breastsize gte 21>>The white dress with no sleeves that you couldn't wear a bra in that ties behind your neck. The green dress that is tagged as "boat neck off the shoulder" and sits low on your upper arms with an equally deep neckline. The little red number that belongs more on "Justine Rabbit" than on you.<<else>>The strappy white dress that is like silk on your chest and can't be worn without a bra. The green dress that has a high skirt and a plunging neckline, which even with your small chest looks really good. The tiny red number that ties behind your neck and waist, revealing the plain of your naked back.<</if>> Most of the dresses are as equally slutty as what Sasha had. You wonder if your cousin and your best friend would have gotten along. In some ways they're like birds of a feather. It continues, and maybe if Justine weren't hungry it would be more fun. Every time she exhales she sounds more frustrated, and you're beginning to wish you had a chocolate bar or something to feed her. Hangry Justine is a terrifying Justine. She stomps over toward the changing room's terminal and updates her virtual shopping cart before pulling up yours. @@.justine;"What do you think?"@@ She sounds impatient. @@.justine;"Want me to add in whatever looked good on you?"@@ All of these clothes were as girly as Sasha's. But a part of you liked how you look in them. What will you tell Justine? [[Admit to her that you liked them.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine party 6"; $tracking.mallclothes += "pax "; $fem += 3]]<<if $fem lt 1000 or $breastsize lt 22>> [[Tell her you weren't a fan.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine party 6"]] After all, you're not going to trade slutty stuff for equally slutty stuff.<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine party 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine party 6">><<if $tracking.mallclothes.includes("pax")>>She beams at you, and the two of you finish up in the dress shop.<<else>>She frowns at you, then returns her attention to the virtual shopping cart so the two of you can finish up in the dress shop.<</if>> As you leave the store you think about how much your virtual shopping cart has grown. You've got no new shoes, <<if $tracking.mallclothes.includes("unx")>>some new thongs that cover your front a little better,<<else>>no new underwear,<</if>> and as of now <<if $tracking.mallclothes.includes("pax")>><<AddFem 2>>some pretty slutty dresses<<else>>a few dresses that are somewhat appropriate<</if>>. Would this be considered a success or not? @@.yellow;"Let's break for lunch,"@@ you suggest as casually as you can, the store's entrance at your backs. @@.justine;"Yes,"@@ Justine groans. @@.justine;"I would kill for some nachos right now. Come on."@@ The lines for food are as bad as the press everywhere else. Your friend's temper is wearing thin, and she snaps at multiple people who dare to jostle her. The wait takes forever, and by the time you get to the register Justine's hanger is so bad that [[you legitimately worry for the cashier's safety.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine party 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine party 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine party 7">>@@.justine;"I will slay that bitch if she doesn't move a little faster,"@@ Justine seethes. The cashier seems unaware of the precarious position her life is in. In the end, no bitches are slain, but it was touch-and-go for a minute or three. There are no free tables to sit at, so the two of you leave the mall and stroll along outside by the shops that sit outside of the main building. When the nachos – which were pretty good, you admit – are finished you and Justine veer back inside. She's less pissed now, thankfully. If the two of you weren't in public you might suggest that she go get high to calm down, but that's not an option at the mall. @@.justine;"Workout clothes next?"@@ You nod. This is finally something you're eager to look at. Modern women's sportswear is all about mixing comfort with looks. Material is meant to be soft and styles are meant to be sexy. Sadly, Sasha cared more about appearance than fit. Every one of her things stresses curves and feminine allure, putting you on display. <<if $fem gte 1110>><<AddFem 2>>Some of Sasha's excercise outfits actually look good on you, but you don't want to show off so much skin. You don't need to replace the yoga pants with sweatpants or anything, but some longer tops would be nice.<<else>>You can't wait to replace her exercise clothes with some bulky sweatpants and loose tops. You'd seen a few things in the underwear store that would also work, but more doesn't hurt. Besides, that stuff is still meant for the "I want to look cute while I walk to meet my friends for coffee" type of girl instead of the "I work out every day" type.<</if>> The mall is as crowded as ever. Justine takes the lead once again and [[you stay close as she pushes through the mass of people.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine party 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine party 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine party 8">><<AddFem 1>>There are no employees visible in the sportswear store. It's small, and you wonder if they're hiding in the back or something. Clothes are strewn about everywhere, and it doesn't look like anyone is even attempting to keep things in order. It's difficult to find correct sizes because customers have been leaving things all over, but you do the best you can. <<if $fem gte 1041>><<AddFem 2>>You're initially drawn to some patterned leggings and tights before you remind yourself to focus. At least the loose fitting clothing might still have some fun designs.<<else>>You ignore the leggings and tights in front of you and search for some bulky clothing.<</if>> The goal, as always, is to get things that are conservative but still feminine. You find a number of tops, shorts and loose yoga pants that will work, selecting various shades of pink or flowery patterns. The new clothes won't be so form fitting, but hopefully the girly styles and colors will make up for that. People will look at you and think you're all woman, but it will be because of the girly twist to everything and not because they can see your ass hanging out of your shorts. @@.justine;"Dude, why are you picking out boring stuff again?"@@ [[You hadn't even noticed Justine approaching from behind you.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine party 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine party 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine party 9">>@@.yellow;"It's not boring – hey!"@@ Justine had yanked a white sweater out of your arms. @@.justine;"You're not twelve, $name. Come on. It's time for you to dress your age."@@ Your friend drags you over to some tiny spandex shorts. @@.justine;"This will look hot on you. This too. Go try on these bike shorts, I'll bring you more stuff in a minute."@@ You grumble as you're sent marching into an empty dressing room, your arms full of clothes. You try on the shorts as she insisted, though you aren't happy about it. At least the leggings will keep your penis invisible no matter how skimpy the shorts are. And they are very skimpy. Jusytine comes in with more clothes and you both look at your butt in the changing room's mirror. @@.justine;"It's perfect,"@@ she couldn't sound more pleased with herself. You roll your eyes, but keep your mouth shut. [[You can always edit your virtual shopping cart to get rid of the crap Justine wants you to wear.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine party 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine party 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine party 10">>She smirks. @@.justine;"Okay, what's next? Keep trying on stuff. I'm going to look for some things for me."@@ Her tone brokers no room for arguing, and she exits the changing room without a backward glance. Of course there are no jeans or loose fitting clothing in the pile in front of you. It's all tiny shorts that stretch against your butt, or teensy tops that feel like they're made for attracting the eye rather than working up a sweat. You're trying on some running shorts and a top that's closer to a bra than a shirt when Justine comes back. @@.yellow;"Shopping is exhausting,"@@ you grumble. @@.yellow;"If I never see a full length mirror again I'll die happy."@@ Your friend laughs. @@.justine;"Sometimes you make a sucky girl, $name. Anyways, I'll be back. I'm in the changing room next door."@@ You sigh and [[focus on the next item in your pile of girl clothing.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine party 11"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine party 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine party 11">>It's a pair of yoga pants with transparent panels in the sides of the legs. It's a challenge to get them on; your leggings bunch up under the yoga pants, and you spend so much time struggling to get the latter on that you begin to stress. What if you take too long and Justine gets impatient? She might demand you get rid of the tights. When you finally manage to get everything in place you feel silly. The effect of the transparent panels on the legs is ruined by your tights, so you can't even tell if it's slutty or not. You assume it is – Justine picked them out, after all – and you hope that once they're off you can stick them in the "definitely don't get these" pile. You begin the laborious process of stripping off the yoga pants, trying to hurry so you can stuff them into the growing pile of "reject" clothes. The next item you go to put on is actually two. A matching set of white yoga pants with an awfully pink waistband, and a sports bra in the same bright shade of obnoxious pink. You sigh and pull them on. Again, the pants are tough to get on, but they're very tight and you can't even tell you're wearing leggings underneath. They cling to your hips, and if they were any lower you'd be worried about having the top of your groin peek out. From the highest point of the pants to the lowest point of the bra is the smooth expanse of your stomach. Riding a bicycle every day has been good for you, but your eating habits have been pretty bad. Maybe if you exercised more or ate better. Your stomach isn't perfectly flat, you can't see muscle or anything, but it doesn't look bad. Lots of girls would kill to look so good in clothes like this, you note<<if $fem gte 1000>><<AddFem 4>>, a little pleased that you're no longer a scrawny awkward dude whose closest contact with a girl was what he saw on Nutflex. Sure, being a hot chick wasn't quite what you had in mind when you envisioned a better life, but at least when you return to being Danny you'll be more fit and social.<<else>><<AddFem 2>> with alarm. It scares you how easy it is to pass as an attractive chick. I may not have been happy as Danny, but at least I was Danny.<</if>> @@.justine;"Holy shit, you look good. You have to get that."@@ [[She'd come into the changing room without you noticing.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine party 12"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine party 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine party 12">><<set $tracking.mallclothes += "ex4 ">>@@.yellow;"I don't know."@@ You can't keep the doubt out of your voice. You're worried you pull off the look a little too well. @@.justine;"What's there to know? You look hot. Want me to save it to your cart?"@@ She crosses to the changing room's terminal. You aren't sure what to say. The purpose of today's trip was to replace Sasha's clothing with girly stuff that wasn't revealing. This definitely defeats the point. But with Justine you always run the risk of making things worse by not giving her what she wants. What will you say? [[Okay.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine party 13"; $tracking.mallclothes += "exj "; $fem += 3]] You figure it's not that much worse than everything else you've worn. At least you're covered up from the waist down. [[I'll think about it.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine party 13"]] You have no such intention of thinking about it, but she doesn't need to know that.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine party 13 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine party 13">><<if $tracking.mallclothes.includes("exj")>>She seems pleased with that answer. @@.justine;"Done!"@@<<else>>She pouts. @@.justine;"Fine."@@ Her fingers tap the terminal anyway.<</if>> @@.justine;"We have one more stop,"@@ she announces when you leave the sportswear shop. When she comes to a halt in front of a tattoo parlor you balk. @@.yellow;"Absolutely not."@@ @@.justine;"It's for your ears, dummy."@@ She points to a sign that declares they do body and face piercings. You wince. Justine had been giving you shit for weeks about you not having pierced ears. You'd hoped she'd forgotten about it, but evidently you hadn't. It had taken her almost a month of friendship to notice that you can't wear earrings, and she'd remarked something about "What kind of girl doesn't have pierced ears?" You're a little worried that she'll remember the event that occurred only a week earlier where rumors abounded that your penis had flopped out. What if she thinks of it now and connects it with you not having pierced ears? Not seeing any better choice, you force yourself to look happy. @@.yellow;"Finally. My uptight parents would never let me do anything fun."@@ You wonder if you sound genuine through gritted teeth. [[The woman at the register gives you both a bored look when you and Justine enter the parlor.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine earrings"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine earrings ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine earrings">><<AddFem 2>>The tattoo parlor is dark, but quite clean. The woman behind the counter has red hair, but whereas Justine's hair color is natural this person's clearly comes from a bottle. Hell, you'd wager that in some lights her hair is more pink than red. Her septum is pierced, among other parts of her face, and tattoos crawl up either side of her neck. She looks like the type of woman who would have intimidated you two months ago. Now you just note how her yellow top isn't very flattering. @@.green;"'Sup?"@@ She asks, sounding more bored than a guy waiting for his wife outside of a candle store. @@.justine;"She needs her ears pierced"@@ Justine gestures to you. @@.justine;"And how much are bellybutton piercings?"@@ You frown at Justine. Is the bellybutton piercing for her? It better be. You offer her a glare but she doesn't look away from the tattooed woman. You try to drill a hole in the back of Justine's head using nothing but the power of your stare, but it doesn't work. @@.green;"Kay. Fifty for both ears, and let me double check on the navel."@@ While the cashier pulls out a binder you drag Justine away. @@.yellow;"Tell me you're the one getting your bellybutton pierced."@@ It comes out like a growl. Good. @@.justine;"Of course,"@@ she chirps. [[You relax slightly.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine earrings 2"]] Okay. Good.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine earrings 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine earrings 2">>@@.justine;"You too, though."@@ She says it like it's a given. <<if $fem gte 940>><<AddFem 3>>@@.yellow;"Um. What are you doing?"@@ You pull her aside, trying to simultaneously not make a scene while also smacking sense into your friend. @@.justine;"Hear me out."@@ You frown. You already decided not to react poorly, but you're worried that if you let her talk you'll end up with being forced into a position where you can only agree with her. @@.justine;"Just picture it. We can get matching ones. We'll be like twins. Sisters!"@@ She can see you aren't as enthused by the idea as she is, and she sighs. @@.justine;"I know getting a body piercing is way out of your comfort zone."@@ @@.yellow;"You think?"@@ [[She ignores the comment and continues speaking.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine sisters"]]<<else>>You whip your head around. @@.yellow;"Abso – "@@ @@.justine;"Hear me out."@@ @@.yellow;"fucking – "@@ @@.justine;"Trust me, it's a good idea."@@ @@.yellow;"lutely – "@@ @@.justine;"You're gonna like it!"@@ @@.yellow;"Not!"@@ [[You cross your arms and ratchet your glare up by another ten percent, leaving it at roughly a billion.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine refusal"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine sisters ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine sisters">><<AddFem 3>>@@.justine;"Look. When summer ends you're going off to school, right?"@@ You nod, your lips pursed. Your body feels tense, like the fight or flight instinct has kicked in. And knowing me, I'll probably end up doing the latter. @@.justine;"Then it'll be like a fun reminder of how great this summer has been. If you're worried about what your parents will think, just take it out before you see them. The hole is so small that they won't even be able to tell it's there."@@ You hesitate. You remember years ago overhearing your mom tell your dad that Sasha had gotten her bellybutton pierced. Your mother had scoffed and said that she hoped her sister, your aunt Bernice, would talk sense into Sasha quickly enough that the hole could close. So it's not this would be permanent, necessarily. And Justine is right, it would be easy to hide. Plus, one of your favorite Nutflex stars has one, and she regularly takes it out or leaves it in depending on how sticky the video is. When it's out you can never tell that she has a hole for it. Am I really talking myself into this? You can hardly believe it, but you feel like in the grand scheme of things you've done much worse than this. You've had dicks thrust into your face, for goodness sakes. [[How much worse could this be?|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine sisters 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine sisters 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine sisters 2">>Justine must be able to sense that your resolve is fading, because she presses the attack. @@.justine;"I know you're trying to save money, so it's my treat. There."@@ Her tones grows a little more urgent, a tad more intense. @@.justine;"You don't have to worry about the price, or your parents finding out, or it being obvious."@@ The next part is so quiet you struggle to hear it. @@.justine;"And if you hate it, just take it out when summer ends. It's not like we'll be around each other and I'll find out."@@ Ah. There it is. You suspect that this has more to do with her thinking about you leaving than anything else. She wanted to get matching piercings together, but her ears are already pierced. So what else does that leave? A tattoo? No chance in hell you'd do that, which she knows. You've told her you'd never get in ink. A tongue piercing? No fuckin' way would you ever get one of those, either. And you aren't gonna get any metal put between your nipples, that's for sure. The more you think about it, the more unappealing every other option is. You want Justine to feel close to you, and you don't want her to be sad. In some ways, the navel piercing would be the least offensive option. You sigh, and her eyes light up like she knows she's won. @@.justine;"C'mon,"@@ she wheedles you further. @@.justine;"You've literally got no reason to say no."@@ <<if $fem gte 1150>>You can't think of a good reason to refuse her without straight up revealing your gender or hurting<<else>>You don't want to hurt<</if>> her feelings. [[Agree to the bellybutton piercing.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine sisters 3"; $fem += 7; $tracking.piercing += "navel "]]<<if $fem lte 1150>> As much as you don't want to hurt her feelings, [[you just can't agree to getting your bellybutton pierced.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine earrings 3"; $fem += 2]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine sisters 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine sisters 3">>Justine nods to the cashier. @@.justine;"Ears for her, bellybutton for both of us."@@ The cashier nods. @@.green;"Alright, come with me."@@ She gestures for [[you to follow her.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine piercing"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine refusal ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine refusal">>@@.justine;"Yes."@@ Her eyes show only determination. If you'd been thinking more clearly you might have picked a different way to fight this. You know – you know – that Justine doesn't back down when conflict appears. She can't be argued against or reasoned with. The only way to stop something from happening is to sidetrack her, to approach it from an angle she isn't expecting rather than head on. Like with the leggings. But you're not thinking straight, and the words that come out next aren't your brightest. @@.yellow;"I'm not doing that! I'm not getting my bellybutton pierced like some sort of…"@@ You trail off, aware that you've already said the wrong thing and barely stopping yourself from making it even worse. And it isn't because reason takes hold, but because the next word would have been disastrous for many reasons. @@.justine;"Like what? Like a whore?"@@ Irritation flashes across her face. @@.justine;"You know, I put up with all your negativity, like, all the fucking time. If it weren't for me you'd be stuck in a room all day long."@@ She unknowingly echoes your thoughts from earlier, catching you off guard. @@.justine;"You act like you suffer because I make you go out and have fun. If I were suffering, what would you do? Would you come to my house and cheer me up? Would you fight some pretentious dickwad in a bookstore if they made me cry?"@@ The sheer intensity of her speech takes you by surprise. Your arms uncross and dangle at your sides, uncomfortable. The word you'd been going to say was girl. Not whore or slut or tramp. Girl. [[But there's no way you can tell her that.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine refusal 2"]] Not without starting a whole different conversation.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine refusal 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine refusal 2">>She isn't done. @@.justine;"You know why I wanted us to get our bellybuttons pierced? Because it's cute, it's not a big deal, and because I want something to remind me of you, of us. Of our friendship. You mean a lot to me, you judgmental bitch. I can't stand anyone for more than an hour. Every day I feel that much closer to biting off someone's head. Except for you. You're the only who can make me laugh and make me try new things, just like I'm the only one who can cheer you up and make you try new things. You get me to watch some stupid show about computers with a funny accent, and I get you to go out in a hot dress. You keep me from getting drunk and breaking into places, and I keep you from wallowing in your own emotional shit. We're good for each other, $name. And I want something I can carry around for months or years or forever that will remind me of the fact that I'm actually good for someone."@@ Her voice has risen in intensity, but not in volume. Still, the cashier is giving you both strange looks. Justine, meanwhile, blinks rapidly, her eyes getting watery. @@.justine;"In a month and a half you're going to go off to some fancy school that I don't have the money or grades to get into. And you're going to have fun, and come out of your shell, and forget about me. I'm going to be stuck in this shitty little town making coffee in a bikini until I'm not cute or young anymore, then I'll end up in the convenience store or somewhere else. And I'll either end up alone and mad, or knocked up with kids I'm too fucked up to do a good job raising. And I'll look at my huge belly with the stupid piercing and I'll have to take it out and I know you'll be gone forever when I do. But until then it'll always remind me of you."@@ Her voice breaks, and your heart sort of does with it. @@.justine;"I just, I want something to carry around and prove to myself that I was good for someone once. And I know you'd never get a tattoo, so I thought a piercing would work. and I know you probably won't do this, but I need something. Just, something, $name."@@ She takes a ragged breath, a sob threatening to rack her body. You feel stunned. I'm always so lost in my own head and my own shit, I never thought about her. The strong, confident, positive, fearless Justine. The very same girl who's looking more vulnerable and insecure than you've ever seen her. Wordlessly, [[you step forward and hug her.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine refusal 3"]] She goes still, her body slack, but then she hugs you back, her embrace almost desperate in its intensity.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine refusal 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine refusal 3">>@@.yellow;"I could never forget you,"@@ you whisper into her ear. @@.yellow;"Never."@@ You try to hug her harder, as if that will reinforce your words. She sniffles. @@.justine;"Really?"@@ @@.yellow;"Really."@@ You don't end the hug, trying to give her all the time she needs. You do shift slightly to make sure that an unexpected erection won't ruin the moment and everything else. With penises one can never be too safe. They rear up at the worst times. Like when you're wearing sweat pants in class and it's time to do the Pledge of Allegiance. And at a moment like this all you want is for your friend to feel better. @@.justine;"I'm sorry,"@@ Justine mumbles. She pulls back a little. @@.justine;"It's a bad time for me."@@ You aren't sure what that means. You wonder if she's talking about her period, but that's been your guess every time any girl gets irritable. TV shows really made it seem like girls go full on murderer when they get their period. Granted, Justine straddles that line most days all on her own. @@.yellow;"Do you want to talk about it?"@@ @@.green;"Um, I have quotes if you guys want? Or…"@@ [[The cashier looks vaguely uncomfortable with the teen girl meltdown happening in her shop.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine refusal 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine refusal 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine refusal 4">>@@.yellow;"One sec."@@ You tell the woman, who rolls her eyes. Justine sighs. @@.justine;"I'm being stupid. You don't have to go through with the piercing."@@ She looks down at the floor, her eyes even more watery. She blinks back tears, and all you want is to make her feel better. But at what cost? Could you really get your bellybutton pierced just to cheer someone up? When I think about it that way it seems ridiculous to do it. But when you look at Justine, your best friend, trying not to try in this dumb mall. Well, it seems ridiculous not to do it. [[Get your bellybutton pierced. Cheer her up.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine refusal 5"; $fem += 7; $tracking.piercing to "navel "]] [[You can't do this. You'll find another way.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine refusal 5"; $fem += 2; ]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine refusal 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine refusal 5">><<if $tracking.piercing>>@@.yellow;"I'll do it."@@ She looks stunned. @@.justine;"What?"@@ You can hardly believe it either. But as the words flow out of you there's no denying how much you mean them. @@.yellow;"You're right, and you're wrong. You're right that we're good for each other. But you're wrong that I'll forget you."@@ You smile, and it comes easily. Sincerely. @@.yellow;"Trust me, I could never forget you. Someday I'll be <<if $fem lt 900>>old<<else>><<AddFem 1>>an old lady<</if>> on a porch somewhere and I'll still be thinking about you. But if this makes you feel better, then let's do it. You're worth it."@@ It's not ideal, but sometimes taking care of others involves sacrifice. Plus, one of your favorite Nutflex stars has a bellybutton piercing, and in half of her videos it isn't even in. You'd read somewhere she would take it out to stop it from getting sticky. When it's out you can't even tell there's a hole, so clearly it's not that difficult to hide. And if you're being honest, you've done worse in your time here. It was always to keep your secret – and yes, you know that this would be one more little thing to help you pass – so maybe it's time to do something for no other reason than it will make your friend feel better. [[Justine hugs you again.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine refusal 6"]]<<else>>@@.yellow;"I'm sorry,"@@ you murmur, keeping your voice low. Her upper body shakes slightly, and you wonder if she's trying to hold back a sob. @@.yellow;"But we don't know bellybutton piercings to prove that we're friends. We're a lot stronger than that."@@ You reach out to hold her again, wondering if she'll believe you. [[Justine's reaction isn't what you were hoping for.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine earrings 3"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine refusal 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine refusal 6">>@@.green;"Um, are you guys going to buy anything?"@@ @@.justine;"She said give us a second."@@ Justine snaps, offering the fake-redhead a death glare. The cashier wisely shuts up. Your friend hugs you again. @@.justine;"Thank you."@@ @@.yellow;"Of course."@@ The embrace breaks and you squeeze one of her hands. @@.yellow;"And you know, there's always tons of apartments around every college."@@ You don't even think as the words tumble out of your mouth. @@.justine;"So?"@@ A part of you knows you shouldn't say this, but you do anyway. You can't stop yourself from trying to make her feel better. @@.yellow;"So I'm going to need a roommate, right? Someone who won't let me stay in all day long, wallowing."@@ Her eyes widen. @@.justine;"You mean it?"@@ @@.yellow;"Dunno. Think you could move and serve coffee somewhere wearing more than a bikini?"@@ [[She pretends to think about it for a second.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine refusal 7"]] @@.justine;"Tough call. I'm kidding, of course I'd move with you!"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine refusal 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine refusal 7">>Even though it's a very, very bad idea to even float the suggestion of being around Justine after summer ends, you can't help yourself. She looked so down, and the way it cheered her up almost breaks your heart. You'll figure it out later. For now, it's just nice to see her look happy. But when you break eye contact and glance at the walls of the parlor, lined with photos of tattoos and body piercings, you can't deny that some of your resolve from earlier fades a bit. Did I Really say I'd do this? In retrospect, getting a bellybutton piercing isn't the smartest idea. But piercings can be removed. Like that Nutflex star did, after all. And you remember years ago overhearing your mom tell your dad that Sasha had gotten her bellybutton pierced. Your mother had scoffed and said that she hoped her sister, your aunt Bernice, would talk sense into Sasha quickly enough that the hole could close. So it's not visible and it's not even permanent. And just like that, with one chain of thought your brain goes into overdrive again. I said I'd room with her! Your plan was to get back to being Danny as quickly as possible, but the fashion show sort of killed that. The new plan was to leave Hope's Point and then return to being Danny. There's no way that can happen if Justine stays in your life. But she looked so sad, so lonely. How could you not reassure her? You know it isn't fair to dangle that kind of hope in front of her, but what other choice did you have? I feel like a piece of shit. @@.justine;"You're the best, $name."@@ A metaphorical dagger twists in your heart with the words, and [[Justine hugs you yet again.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine refusal 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine refusal 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine refusal 8">>This time you catch a whiff of something when she gets close. @@.yellow;"What the fu – have you been drinking?"@@ She steps back. @@.justine;"Of course not!"@@ She pauses. @@.justine;"I just hit the flask a few times while you were in the bathroom."@@ You stare at her, speechless. @@.justine;"What?"@@ She's totally nonplussed. @@.justine;"Did you want some? I would have shared, but you weren't there and I got distracted when you came out. I'll sneak you some when we leave here."@@ She turns to the cashier while you continue to stare, utterly dumbfounded. You just agreed to get multiple holes in your body because you thought your friend was having an emotional meltdown, but she's just a little drunk? @@.yellow;"You bitch,"@@ you mutter. You swear you see a smirk on her face. Conniving whore. @@.justine;"Both ears for her, bellybuttons for both of us."@@ The cashier nods and you think you hear her say, @@.green;"Finally,"@@ under her breath. [[She beckons for the two of you to follow her.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine piercing"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine earrings 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine earrings 3">><<set $flag.earrings to true>>Disappointed, her head droops and some of her hair falls into her face. When she looks up and pushes it out of the way her eyes glisten and there's a forced smile in place. @@.justine;"Whatever, you lame bitch. I've got a flask in my purse, I'm gonna go hit it while you do the ear thing."@@ She leaves the tattoo parlor before you can stop her. You'd have liked her to be close by while the piercings happened, but that's not going to happen now. The cashier looks at with you. @@.green;"Both lobes, right?"@@ You nod, and [[she gestures for you to follow her.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine earrings 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine earrings 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine earrings 4">>You go with the tatted woman through a curtain that was blocking off the rest of the store. Beyond it is a wide room, with chairs and square stations along either side. The names of different tattoo artists are labeled above each station, with various certificates and credentials also posted. It sort of reminds of you going to a barber, if the barber were into excessive ink, heavy metal and lots of dark decorations. In the back of the room is a second curtain that doesn't quite reach the floor. You can tell that past it is even more space, perhaps for storage. @@.green;"Tasha!"@@ the redheaded cashier shouts toward the other side of the heavy drapes. Almost immediately a person steps out from behind it. So not a storage area, then. Maybe the employee break room? The woman – who you assume to be Tasha – is in her late twenties or early thirties. She's got very dark skin, the majority of which is covered with tattoos. She's wearing a simple tank top, possibly to better show off the sleeves of ink on both arms. You count no less than eight piercings on her face, and that's not even including her ears. Six alone are in her lips. @@.red;"Am I up?"@@ She looks from the cashier to you. @@.red;"What can I help you with?"@@ Her smile is warm and ready, and her rich caramel eyes dance with the sort of joy that you only see in perpetually happy people. @@.green;"Lobes,"@@ she points to you. With that she leaves, [[clearly pleased to be rid of you.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine earrings 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine earrings 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine earrings 5">>Tasha pats one of the chairs, gesturing for you to sit down. @@.red;"Have a seat."@@ You obey, and she speaks while she brings out a number of sharp tools. @@.red;"So what happened? Did yours close up, or is this your first time?"@@ You gulp when the older woman holds up something that looks suspiciously like a pair of pliers. @@.yellow;"First time,"@@ you admit to her. The pliers catch the light and you think you might be sick. You really wish Justine were with you. @@.red;"That's more common than you might think."@@ Tasha's steady voice is going a long way toward easing your anxiety. @@.red;"Lots of people have a fear of needles."@@ You didn't think you had a fear, per se, but the wicked instruments in front of are about halfway toward giving you one. Tasha touches each of your ears with a colored marker. @@.red;"So the holes are even,"@@ she explains. @@.red;"You don't want your earrings to look cross-eyed."@@ Of course not. She pulls out a tube and squeezes the contents onto one finger. It's an oily gel, and when she touches it to your left ear the pleasant tingling that occurs surprises you. She does your right ear next, and then goes back to checking her instruments. [[Within a minute both ears are numb.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine earrings 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine earrings 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine earrings 6">><<AddFem 3>>Tasha holds up something that looks like a glue gun. @@.red;"Ready?"@@ No. @@.yellow;"Yes."@@ You really wish Justine were here right now. The glue gun is brought to your left ear, then your right. Maybe more numbing stuff? Or perhaps the glue is there to keep your ears from splitting open. You try not to squirm, wondering when the piercing itself is going to happen. Tasha dabs at both lobes with two cotton swabs, and when they're brought back bloody your jaw drops. @@.yellow;"That was it?"@@ You didn't feel a thing! So not a glue gun, but some sort of automatic piercer thing. She laughs. @@.red;"That was it. See, not so scary after all."@@ She holds up two big studs and fiddles with them against your ears. When her hands pull back the earrings are gone. Tasha brings a small mirror over and holds it up for you to see your reflection. Two large hearts block most of the bottom of your earlobes. The outline of each shape is dotted with bright jewels. They look like diamonds, but you'd wager they're anything but genuine. The way they catch the light and glitter with every move of your head makes them look garish. Did Justine pick these out? @@.red;"We'll send aftercare instructions home with you. Otherwise, that's it! If you'll come with me."@@ [[You adjust your clothing and follow Tasha back to the parlor's front.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine earrings 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine earrings 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine earrings 7">><<AddFem 2>>As you finish paying Justine comes back into the parlor, her phone to her ear. @@.justine;"Yeah, but I really gotta go, my friend is waiting for me. Uh huh. Yeah. No, I know. Yeah. I'll call you Friday. Right. Fine, talk soon."@@ She hangs up and sighs toward you. @@.justine;"I didn't even get a swig in before they called."@@ @@.yellow;"Problem?"@@ She shakes her head. @@.justine;"Grandparents."@@ She smiles faintly at you. @@.justine;"Hey, those look good on you! I picked them out, do you like them?@@ You nod and lie through your teeth. @@.yellow;"They're great."@@ There's more you want to say to her, but this doesn't feel like the place to do it. Justine's mood seems even lower than before. Maybe something with her grandparents? @@.justine;"Was there anything else you wanted to get today?"@@ The throbbing in your ears is starting to give you a headache. You shake your head no, and the sensation reminds you again of your new piercings. @@.yellow;"Wanna go back to my place and hang out?"@@ She shrugs. @@.justine;"Alright."@@ [[You two find a checkout terminal to pay for the goods saved to your virtual shopping carts.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine earrings 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine earrings 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine earrings 8">>Justine lets you go first. Your shopping cart looks a little pricier than you expected, and you suspect she may have added a scandalous item or five to it when you weren't looking. You feel badly about how unhappy she seems, so you let it go. What's the harm in buying a few skirts I'll never wear? You'll just try to be a little thriftier in the future. The goal is to save money, after all, not blow it all on clothes and accessories. @@.yellow;"Shit, it says it'll take too long to transmit to my eWardrobe at home."@@ You punch a different option, and the machine spits out a USB with all of your clothing data on it. Justine goes next, and then the two of you leave the mall. The atmosphere between you and her feels weird during the drive back to the cottage. Neither of you speak much, and the loud country music is an okay excuse for the lack of conversation. Still, you wonder if she's really that hurt by you not getting your bellybutton pierced. Once in the cottage you decide you need to cheer her up. @@.yellow;"What do you want to watch?"@@ She shrugs. @@.justine;"I don't care, but I'm gonna pack a bowl. I just wanna be high."@@ [[You put something random on.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine earrings 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine earrings 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine earrings 9">><<AddBreath_Strong "weed">>She takes her pipe out of her purse and starts packing weed into it. You settle on an episode of Buddies, an old sitcom about six friends living in New York City. @@.justine;"Let's get baked."@@ Justine takes a deep hit and then offers you the pipe. You accept it and inhale, instantly choking on the smoke and coughing hard. Your throat burns, worse than usual, probably because of how much more you've been smoking today. [[She curls up closer to you|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine earrings 10"]], and you pass the bowl back and forth.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine earrings 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine earrings 10">>Justine must be restless, because ten minutes into the show she's standing up. @@.justine;"I'm gonna go plug in your USB and mess around with putting some outfits together."@@ You're too high to care, so you just wave her off. Your limbs feel heavy, and your eyelids could have had weights attached to them judging by how much they want to close. @@.justine;"Dude, you awake?"@@ You open your eyes. The computer's screen in front of you is black, which means the movie ended at some point. @@.yellow;"Wha?"@@ Your friend snorts. @@.justine;"Someone's tolerance really needs to pick up. It's getting late and I gotta run. Text you later."@@ She leaves, [[the door slamming shut behind her.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine earrings 11"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine earrings 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine earrings 11">><<WearOutfit "sasha_sleepover">>You check the time. It's early evening, and you slept through most of your high. Your ears throb but not unbearably so. Taking your laptop with you, you go into your bedroom and change into your pajamas. Despite the nap you feel like you could pass out at any point, so you put on an old rerun of Curbs, the show about young construction workers employed outside of a hospital, and let that lull you to sleep. Right as [[you fall asleep|Week start]] you remember that you were going to take your piercings out. Maybe tomorrow. And tomorrow you'll talk to Justine and fix things between the two of you.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine piercing ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine piercing">><<set $flag.earrings to true>>You and Justine go with the tatted girl through a curtain that was blocking off the rest of the store. Beyond it is a wide room, with chairs and square stations along either side. The names of different tattoo artists are labeled above each station, with various certificates and credentials also posted. It sort of reminds of you going to a barber, if the barber were into excessive ink, heavy metal and lots of dark decorations. In the back of the room is a second curtain that doesn't quite reach the floor. You can tell that past it is even more space, perhaps for storage. @@.green;"Tasha!"@@ the redheaded cashier shouts toward the other side of the heavy drapes. Almost immediately a person steps out from behind it. So not a storage area, then. Maybe the employee break room? The woman – who you assume to be Tasha – is in her late twenties or early thirties. She's got very dark skin, the majority of which is covered with tattoos. She's wearing a simple tank top, possibly to better show off the sleeves of ink on both arms. You count no less than eight piercings on her face, and that's not even including her ears. Six alone are in her lips. @@.red;"Am I up?"@@ She looks from the cashier to you and Justine. @@.red;"What can I help you guys with?"@@ Her smile is warm and ready, and her rich caramel eyes dance with the sort of joy that you only see in perpetually happy people. @@.green;"Lobes,"@@ she points to you, @@.green;"and navel for both."@@ With that she leaves, clearly pleased to be rid of you and Justine. Judging by the dirty look your bestie gives her, [[you think the feeling is mutual.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine piercing 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine piercing 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine piercing 2">>Tasha pats one of the chairs, gesturing for you to sit down. @@.red;"Ears first."@@ You sit, and she speaks while she brings out a number of sharp tools. @@.red;"So what happened? Did yours close up, or is this your first time?"@@ You gulp when the older woman holds up something that looks suspiciously like a pair of pliers. @@.yellow;"First time,"@@ you admit to her. Justine gives you a thumb's up. @@.red;"That's more common than you might think."@@ Tasha's steady voice is going a long way toward easing your anxiety. @@.red;"Lots of people have a fear of needles."@@ You didn't think you had a fear, per se, but the wicked instruments in front of are about halfway toward giving you one. Tasha touches each of your ears with a colored marker. @@.red;"So the holes are even,"@@ she explains. @@.red;"You don't want your earrings to look cross-eyed."@@ Of course not. She pulls out a tube and squeezes the contents onto one finger. It's an oily gel, and when she touches it to your left ear the pleasant tingling that occurs surprises you. She does your right ear next, and then goes back to checking her instruments. [[Within a minute both ears are numb.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine piercing 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine piercing 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine piercing 3">>Tasha holds up something that looks like a glue gun. @@.red;"Ready?"@@ No. @@.yellow;"Yes."@@ You're glad Justine is here for emotional support. The glue gun is brought to your left ear, then your right. Maybe more numbing stuff? Or perhaps the glue is there to keep your ears from splitting open. You try not to squirm, wondering when the piercing itself is going to happen. Tasha dabs at both lobes with two cotton swabs, and when they're brought back bloody your jaw drops. @@.yellow;"That was it?"@@ You didn't feel a thing! So not a glue gun, but some sort of automatic piercer thing. She laughs. @@.red;"That was it. See, not so scary after all."@@ She holds up two big studs and fiddles with them against your ears. When her hands pull back the earrings are gone.<<AddFem 3>> Tasha brings a small mirror over and holds it up for you to see your reflection. Two large hearts block most of the bottom of your earlobes. The outline of each shape is dotted with bright jewels. They look like diamonds, but you'd wager they're anything but genuine. The way they catch the light and glitter with every move of your head makes them look garish. @@.red;"Okay, who wants to get their navel done first?"@@ [[Justine gives you a side-glance before answering Tasha.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine piercing 4"]] @@.justine;"Can you do us both at the same time?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine piercing 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine piercing 4">>The older woman shakes her head. @@.red;"I would, but I don't have enough hands. If one of my coworkers were here I could get them to help, but it's just me and Joline today and she can't leave the front."@@ She smiles apologetically. @@.red;"But if you guys want, I can prep you both and then do the piercings back-to-back as fast as I can."@@ Justine nods. @@.justine;"Let's do it."@@ Tasha fiddles with the chair at her station and then the one next to it. When she's satisfied with both she gestures for you and Justine to lie down on your backs. Tasha takes her time getting more instruments out, placing duplicates next to both chairs. At her direction, you and Justine adjust your clothing as necessary to give her access to your stomachs. While Tasha sterilizes your navel Justine reaches over, wiggling her fingers at you. You stretch your arm out and the fingers on your right hand are just able to reach hers. They intertwine, and even though your arm quickly gets tired you hold the position. The emotional support is nice, though you aren't sure who needs it more. Hell, at least if this hurts you can squeeze her to death. No numbing agent is used this time, much to your disappointment. The stuff on your ears has faded completely and as both lobes throb somewhat as sensation returns. Tasha marks Justine's bellybutton like she did to your ears, although you can't imagine your stomach getting cross-eyed. Maybe crooked? She marks you next. Tasha stands between the two of you and picks up a pair of clamps in each hand. @@.red;"Which one first?"@@ [[Her voice is as cheerful as ever.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine piercing 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine piercing 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine piercing 5">><<AddFem 3>>You and Justine speak at the same time. @@.yellow;"Her."@@ @@.justine;"Her."@@ Tasha chuckles. @@.red;"How about you first, Red? Your first just got two done, let's break it up a little for her."@@ Justine quirks an eyebrow, but nods in agreement. The dark woman puts down the clamps by you and holds the other ones over your friend's midsection. You're not sure you can watch. As Tasha bends down over Justine you decide you are sure, and you definitely can't watch. You squeeze your eyes shut, trying to distract yourself. I can't believe this is happening. I know I'm doing this for good reasons, to make Justine feel better and it will probably help me pass as a girl whenever my midriff is showing, but it still feels wrong. What would my parents say? Am I going too far? How far is too far? I don't even know any more. @@.red;"Done. You're up next, cutie."@@ [[She moves closer to you.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine piercing 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine piercing 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine piercing 6">><<AddFem 5>>You turn your head away slightly. I've done so much more than I ever thought I would. And this stuff with Justine, I don't know. You feel guilty for conintuing to lie to her. Guilty for bonding with her and misleading her as much as you have. Will she hate her piercing when she learns the truth? You can picture it, her remembering your dishonesty and betrayal every time she stares at herself until she finally removes it, disgusted. Will knowing you change her for the worse? Will she have trust issues because of you? You know her dad died and it sort of set her off. Would having a lying bestie do any damage comparable to that? Maybe I'm over-estimating myself. We haven't even known each other for two months, and here I am acting like a broken friendship is even close to the death of her father. In the grand scheme of things, how much could she really care about me? Even as you try to reassure yourself you don't buy it. People fall in love in less than eight weeks. Lots of things have been created and destroyed in the span of two months. To act like your friendship doesn't mean much is a slap in the face to both you and her. @@.red;"All set. You gonna open your eyes?"@@ @@.yellow;"What?"@@ You hadn't even realized anything was happening. You'd been so lost in your guilt and self-loathing that you'd missed what Tasha was doing to you. You sit up, noticing an unfamiliar sensation in your midsection. Right above your bellybutton is a metal ball. Further down, sitting inside and blocking your innie from sight is a red gemstone. Dangling from that is a half heart, more red gems and fake diamonds alternating to outline the shape. Justine has the exact same design, but mirrored. The heart is only completed if both piercings are set together. You feel even worse when you see it. Not because it's tacky and girly, but because it clearly symbolizes one thing to her. But all you feel is the weight of your lies. Tasha is speaking, and [[you abandon your sad thoughts to pay attention to her.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine piercing 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine piercing 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine piercing 7">>@@.red;" – send aftercare instructions home with you. Otherwise, that's it! If you guys will come with me."@@ You adjust your clothing and follow Tasha out. Justine clings to your arm, her voice low. @@.justine;"Do you hate it? I picked out all the piercings, but I wasn't sure what you'd like. I didn't wanna be fucking corny and get something that said "BFFs" or whatever, but I dunno, I wanted it to mean something. You know?"@@ You nod, unsure how to respond. @@.yellow;"It's great."@@ You don't know what you were expecting, after all, how could a bellybutton piercing be anything but feminine? But a dangly heart is pushing it. Justine pays for both navel piercings and then you pay for the ears. @@.justine;"Was there anything else you wanted to get today?"@@ You don't think you can imagine doing any more shopping. The throbbing in your ears is also starting to give you a headache. You shake your head no, and the sensation reminds you again of your new piercings. @@.yellow;"If I see one more changing room I'll probably scream."@@ She snorts. @@.justine;"Fine. Let's go pay and then I'll drive us back."@@ [[You two find a checkout terminal to pay for the goods saved to your virtual shopping carts.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine piercing 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine piercing 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine piercing 8">>Justine encourages you to go first, but then spends every other second urging you to hurry up. Your shopping cart looks a little pricier than you expected, and you suspect she may have added a scandalous item or five to it when you weren't looking. You think back to your conversation in the piercing parlor, though, and instead of calling her out on it you pay and say nothing. It's not like you have to wear anything she stuck in there, and she did pay for your new dangly bellybutton piercing. You figure that evens stuff out, and if it makes her happy then so be it. You'll just try to be a little thriftier in the future. The goal is to save money, after all, not blow it all on clothes and accessories. @@.yellow;"Shit, it says it'll take too long to transmit to my eWardrobe at home."@@ You punch a different option, and the machine spits out a USB with all of your clothing data on it. Justine goes next, and then [[the two of you leave the mall.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine piercing 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine piercing 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine piercing 9">>@@.justine;"Ah, fuck. They called when we were in the parlor, too, but I ignored it. I gotta pick up or they'll call all day, you mind?"@@ You give her the go ahead. Justine had just unlocked the car when her phone rang, so both of you get inside. You take out your ePhone and browse Peddit on it as she answers and grunts out the occasional @@.justine;"sure"@@ and @@.justine;"mhm"@@ to whomever she's speaking with. She's still talking when she pulls up to the cottage. @@.justine;"Hey, listen, I gotta go, my friend and are I about to do some stuff. Yeah. Kay. No, I know. Yeah. I'll call you Friday. Alright. Fine, talk soon."@@ She hangs up and sighs. @@.yellow;"Everything okay?"@@ @@.justine;"Yeah. Grandparents."@@ She shrugs and offers you an easy smile. @@.justine;"Wanna get baked?"@@ Your ears <<if $tracking.piercing>>and stomach <</if>>are feeling sore, [[so you nod eagerly.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine piercing 10"]] @@.yellow;"Yes please."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine piercing 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine piercing 10">><<AddFem 2>>She takes her pipe out of her purse and starts packing weed into it while you find a movie to watch. You end up settling on Oblivious, a mid 90s film about attractive teens trying to be more popular than each other. Sure, it's technically a rom-com, and sure, most fans of the movie are girls. But The Duchess Wife is technically a rom-com, too, and that movie is so great it has a giant wrestler in it! Anyway, genre shouldn't preclude someone from watching something. @@.justine;"Really? Oblivious? You're such a girl."@@ Justine offers you the first hit from the pipe. You get indignant at the comment. @@.yellow;"Shopping in a mall reminded me of it. And what would you rather watch? It's funny, and nothing else really sounds good."@@ You inhale and choke on the smoke, coughing hard. Your throat burns, worse than usual, probably because of how much more you've been smoking today. @@.justine;"Nah, this is fine. Just, fucking rich people, ya know? I don't get how rich, pretty people can have so many damn issues."@@ [[She curls up closer to you|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine piercing 11"]], and you pass the bowl back.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine piercing 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine piercing 11">>You don't remind her that you're from a rich family. You know she would just shrug it off and say she didn't mean you. But some of the most dysfunctional, saddest people you've ever met have had lots of money. You're starting to suspect that being wealthy doesn't erase being a shitty person, it just wipes away excuses you might have. Sorry I'm being so bitchy, I just worked a double and I'm exhausted is an acceptable line. Sorry I'm being so rude, there was a wait for my macchiato and then my masseuse was late makes you sound like an ass. It takes less than twenty minutes before Justine gets bored with the movie. @@.justine;"I'm gonna go plug in your USB and mess around with putting some outfits together."@@ You're too high to care, so you just wave her off. Your limbs feel heavy, and your eyelids could have had weights attached to them judging by how much they want to close. @@.justine;"Dude, you awake?"@@ You open your eyes. The computer's screen in front of you is black, which means the movie ended at some point. @@.yellow;"Wha?"@@ Your friend snorts. @@.justine;"Someone's tolerance really needs to pick up. I gotta run, but I made you a sandwich. Next time you're making me one, because if anyone in this relationship belongs in the kitchen making sandwiches it's you. Ta, darling."@@ She leaves, [[the door slamming shut behind her.|W6Sun][$control.location to "Justine piercing 12"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine piercing 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine piercing 12">><<WearOutfit "sasha_sleepover">>Groggily, you stand up and go into the kitchen, which looks like a hurricane hit it. Even though you only own two plates, one bowl, and a handful of pots and pans, every single one of them is out and dirty. You're utterly lost on how she could use a pot to make a sandwich. The girl can use complex machinery to make the world's best coffee, but she can't stick meat in between two pieces of bread without destroying your kitchen? You take a bite of the offering she left. She went heavy on the condiments, but the turkey is still fresh so it could be worse. You check the time. It's early evening, and you slept through most of your high. Your ears throb <<if $tracking.piercing>>and your bellybutton feels a little sore <</if>>but it's not unbearably bad. Taking your laptop with you, you go into your bedroom and change into your pajamas. Despite the nap you feel like you could pass out at any point, so you put on an old rerun of Curbs, the show about young construction workers employed outside of a hospital, and let that lull you to sleep. Right as [[you fall asleep|Week start]] you remember that you were going to take your piercings out. Maybe tomorrow.<</daypassage>>

Paste (or enter) your 100- or 90-character password string into the below field, and click the “Interpret password” link. <<textbox "$control.password" "" autofocus>> <<link "Interpret password">><<if $control.password.length eq 100>><<InterpretPassword>><<else>><<SPS_InterpretPassword>><</if>><</link>>

<<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## InitialiseMakeup widget ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget InitialiseMakeup>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $makeup to {}>> <<set $makeup.empty to { id: "" }>> <<set $current_makeup to clone($makeup.empty)>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $routine to {}>> #################################################################################################### ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -- Sasha's makeup ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $makeup.sasha_school to { id: "sasha_school", buttontext: "School set", reqtag: "school", }>> <<set $makeup.sasha_workout to { id: "sasha_workout", buttontext: "Workout set", femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $makeup.sasha_sleep to { id: "sasha_sleep", buttontext: "Sleep set", reqtag: "sleepwear", }>> <<set $makeup.sasha_classy to { id: "sasha_classy", buttontext: "Classy set", femvalue: 4, }>> <<set $makeup.sasha_party to { id: "sasha_party", buttontext: "Going Out set", femvalue: 7, }>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set $makeup.sasha_bodywash_01 to { id: "sasha_bodywash_01", }>> <<set $makeup.sasha_bodywash_02 to { id: "sasha_bodywash_02", }>> <<set $makeup.sasha_bodywash_03 to { id: "sasha_bodywash_03", }>> <<set $makeup.sasha_bodywash_04 to { id: "sasha_bodywash_04", }>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set $routine.hairwash to { id: "hairwash", buttontext: "Hair cleaning", increment: "_eWM_hairWashCount", }>> <<set $routine.oralwash to { id: "oralwash", buttontext: "Oral cleaning", increment: "_eWM_oralWashCount", }>> <<set $routine.facewash to { id: "facewash", buttontext: "Face-wash", increment: "_eWM_faceWashCount", }>> <<set $routine.depilate to { id: "depilate", buttontext: "Body hair removal", increment: "_eWM_depilateCount", }>> <<set $routine.bodywash to { id: "bodywash", buttontext: "Body-wash", increment: "_eWM_bodyWashCount", }>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set $eWardrobe.category.makeup[0] to "sasha_school">> <<set $eWardrobe.category.makeup[1] to "sasha_workout">> <<set $eWardrobe.category.makeup[2] to "sasha_sleep">> <<set $eWardrobe.category.makeup[3] to "sasha_classy">> <<set $eWardrobe.category.makeup[4] to "sasha_party">> <<set $eWardrobe.category.routines[0] to ["hairwash"]>> <<set $eWardrobe.category.routines[1] to ["depilate"]>> <<set $eWardrobe.category.routines[2] to ["facewash"]>> <<set $eWardrobe.category.routines[3] to ["oralwash"]>> <<set $eWardrobe.category.routines[4] to ["bodywash"]>> #################################################################################################### ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -- Work makeup ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $makeup.outfit_work_storeold to { id: "outfit_work_storeold", }>> <<set $makeup.outfit_work_storenew to { id: "outfit_work_storenew", }>> <<set $makeup.outfit_work_resold to { id: "outfit_work_resold", }>> <<set $makeup.outfit_work_resnew to { id: "outfit_work_resnew", }>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -- Custom makeup ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $makeup.outfit_sasha_classy to { id: "outfit_sasha_classy", }>> <<set $makeup.outfit_sasha_party to { id: "outfit_sasha_party", }>> <<set $makeup.outfit_sasha_tease to { id: "outfit_sasha_tease", }>> <<set $makeup.outfit_sasha_slut to { id: "outfit_sasha_slut", }>> <<set $makeup.outfit_sasha_drunk to { id: "outfit_sasha_drunk", }>> <<set $makeup.outfit_sasha_hardtoget to { id: "outfit_sasha_hardtoget", }>> <<set $makeup.outfit_sasha_stockings to { id: "outfit_sasha_stockings", }>> <<set $makeup.outfit_custom_destiny_party to { id: "outfit_custom_destiny_party", }>> <<set $makeup.outfit_custom_justine_drunk to { id: "outfit_custom_justine_drunk", }>> <<set $makeup.outfit_custom_justine_clothes to { id: "outfit_custom_justine_clothes", }>> <<set $makeup.outfit_custom_justine_party to { id: "outfit_custom_justine_party", }>> <<set $makeup.outfit_custom_justine_showcase to { id: "outfit_custom_justine_showcase", }>> <<set $makeup.outfit_custom_justine_horses to { id: "outfit_custom_justine_showcase", }>> <<set $makeup.outfit_custom_kurtdate to { id: "outfit_custom_kurtdate", }>> <<set $makeup.outfit_custom_disnarsacagawea to { id: "outfit_custom_disnarsacagawea", }>> <<set $makeup.outfit_custom_disnarprincess to { id: "outfit_custom_disnarprincess", }>> <<set $makeup.outfit_custom_disnarcrystal to { id: "outfit_custom_disnarcrystal", }>> <<set $makeup.custom_streetpainter to { id: "custom_streetpainter", }>> <<set $makeup.custom_sasha_prologue to { id: "custom_sasha_prologue", }>> <<set $makeup.outfit_custom_angeslut to { id: "outfit_custom_angeslut", }>> <<set $makeup.outfit_custom_naughtydevil to { id: "outfit_custom_naughtydevil", }>> <<set $makeup.custom_princessmodel_light to { id: "custom_princessmodel_light", }>> <<set $makeup.custom_princessmodel_normal to { id: "custom_princessmodel_normal", }>> <<set $makeup.custom_princessmodel_heavy to { id: "custom_princessmodel_heavy", }>> #################################################################################################### ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $makeup.a to { id: "", buttontext: "", reqtag: "", }>> <</silently>><</widget>>

<<silently>> ######################################################################################################################## ## InterpretPassword ## ######################################################################################################################## <</silently>><<widget InterpretPassword>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set _SGP_charSetter>> <<set _SGP_valueSetter to "">> <<set _SGP_string to []>> <<set _i to 0>> <<for _i lt 100>> <<set _SGP_charSetter to $control.password.substr(_i, 1)>> <<switch _SGP_charSetter>> <<case "0">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 52>> <<case "1">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 60>> <<case "2">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 53>> <<case "3">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 31>> <<case "4">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 48>> <<case "5">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 17>> <<case "6">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 33>> <<case "7">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 20>> <<case "8">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 41>> <<case "9">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 23>> <<case "A">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 7>> <<case "B">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 61>> <<case "C">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 19>> <<case "D">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 1>> <<case "E">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 49>> <<case "F">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 34>> <<case "G">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 14>> <<case "H">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 9>> <<case "I">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 38>> <<case "J">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 16>> <<case "K">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 51>> <<case "L">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 59>> <<case "M">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 54>> <<case "N">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 28>> <<case "O">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 37>> <<case "P">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 11>> <<case "Q">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 12>> <<case "R">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 50>> <<case "S">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 57>> <<case "T">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 25>> <<case "U">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 0>> <<case "V">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 45>> <<case "W">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 36>> <<case "X">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 29>> <<case "Y">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 13>> <<case "Z">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 46>> <<case "a">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 58>> <<case "b">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 21>> <<case "c">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 10>> <<case "d">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 39>> <<case "e">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 56>> <<case "f">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 5>> <<case "g">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 32>> <<case "h">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 30>> <<case "i">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 24>> <<case "j">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 42>> <<case "k">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 22>> <<case "l">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 6>> <<case "m">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 47>> <<case "n">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 27>> <<case "o">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 15>> <<case "p">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 4>> <<case "q">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 26>> <<case "r">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 43>> <<case "s">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 44>> <<case "t">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 40>> <<case "u">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 55>> <<case "v">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 2>> <<case "w">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 8>> <<case "x">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 3>> <<case "y">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 18>> <<case "z">><<set _SGP_valueSetter to 35>> <</switch>> <<set _SGP_string.push(_SGP_valueSetter)>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> #################################################################################################### <<set _SGP_offset to _SGP_string[19]>> <<set _i to 0>> <<for _i lt 100>> <<switch _i>> <<case 8 11 19 49 53 55>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 0>> <<case 4 23 48 58 67 71 78 84 99>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 1>> <<case 9 12 33 34 45 50 57 64 65 93>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 2>> <<case 35 46 60 77>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 3>> <<case 7 13 22 28 31 39 41 66 83 95>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 4>> <<case 1 40 51 62>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 5>> <<case 14 24 36 91 98>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 6>> <<case 18 75 81>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 7>> <<case 25 79 85>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 8>> <<case 3 15 56>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 9>> <<case 5 6 20 21>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 10>> <<case 10 26>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 11>> <<case 37 73 96>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 12>> <<case 43 72 92>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 13>> <<case 2 68>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 14>> <<case 16 17 60 86>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 15>> <<case 38 47>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 16>> <<case 27 29 54>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 17>> <<case 52>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 18>> <<case 0>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 19>> <<case 44>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 20>> <<case 76>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 21>> <<case 80 87>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 22>> <<case 59>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 23>> <<case 61>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 25>> <<case 82 94>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 26>> <<case 88>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 27>> <<case 30 63>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 28>> <<case 42 90>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 30>> <<case 74>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 31>> <<case 69>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 32>> <<case 89>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 33>> <<case 97>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 37>> <<case 32>><<set _SGP_shuffle to 39>> <</switch>> <<set _SGP_string[_i] -= _SGP_offset + _SGP_shuffle>> <<if _SGP_string[_i] lt 0>> <<set _SGP_string[_i] += 62>> <</if>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> #################################################################################################### <<set _SGP_checksumString to clone(_SGP_string)>> <<set _SGP_checksumControl to 0>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue to 0>> #################################################################################################### ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[0] gte 29>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[0] -= 29>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 17>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[0] gte 14>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[0] -= 14>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[0] gte 7>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[0] -= 7>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 12>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[0] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[0] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[0] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[0] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 6>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[1] gte 20>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[1] -= 20>> <<set _SGP_string[1] -= 20>> <<set _SGP_checksumControl += 1>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[1] gte 10>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[1] -= 10>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[1] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[1] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[1] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[1] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_string[1] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumControl += 114>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[1] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[1] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 2>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[2] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[2] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 3>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[2] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[2] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 11>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[2] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[2] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[2] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[2] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 42>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[2] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[2] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[3] gte 23>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[3] -= 23>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[3] gte 11>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[3] -= 11>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[3] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[3] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[3] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[3] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[3] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[3] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 8>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[4] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[4] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[4] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[4] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 15>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[4] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[4] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[4] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[4] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[4] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[4] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 14>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[5] gte 23>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[5] -= 23>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[5] gte 11>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[5] -= 11>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[5] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[5] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[5] eq 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[5] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[5] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[5] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[5] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[5] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[5] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[5] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[6] gte 36>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[6] -= 36>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 11>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[6] gte 30>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[6] -= 30>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 9>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[6] gte 24>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[6] -= 24>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 1>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[6] gte 18>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[6] -= 18>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 7>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[6] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[6] -= 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 5>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[6] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[6] -= 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[6] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[6] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 22>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[6] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[6] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[6] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[6] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[7] gte 17>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[7] -= 17>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[7] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[7] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 9>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[7] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[7] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[7] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[7] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 16>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[7] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[7] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 4>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[8] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[8] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 5>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[8] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[8] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[8] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[8] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[8] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[8] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[8] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[8] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[9] gte 24>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[9] -= 24>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 5>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[9] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[9] -= 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[9] gte 7>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[9] -= 7>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 15>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[9] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[9] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[9] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[9] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[10] gte 23>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[10] -= 23>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 6>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[10] gte 11>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[10] -= 11>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[10] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[10] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[10] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[10] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 6>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[10] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[10] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[11] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[11] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 7>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[11] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[11] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 6>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[11] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[11] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[11] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[11] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 18>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[11] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[11] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 6>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[12] gte 24>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[12] -= 24>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 19>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[12] gte 11>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[12] -= 11>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue +=12 >> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[12] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[12] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[12] eq 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[12] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 5>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[12] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[12] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 7>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[12] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[12] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 9>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[12] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[12] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 8>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[13] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[13] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 9>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[13] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[13] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[13] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[13] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[13] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[13] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 13>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[13] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[13] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 2>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[14] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[14] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[14] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[14] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[14] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[14] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[14] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[14] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 7>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[14] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[14] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 12>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[15] gte 25>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[15] -= 25>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 15>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[15] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[15] -= 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 11>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[15] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[15] -= 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[15] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[15] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[15] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[15] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_string[15] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumControl += 4>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[16] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[16] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_string[16] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumControl += 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[16] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[16] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[16] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[16] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[16] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[16] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[16] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[16] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 18>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[17] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[17] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 58>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[17] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[17] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[17] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[17] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[17] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[17] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[17] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[17] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 31>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[18] gte 25>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[18] -= 25>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[18] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[18] -= 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 5>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[18] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[18] -= 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[18] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += _SGP_checksumString[18] + _SGP_checksumString[18]>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[18] to 0>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[20] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[20] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[20] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[20] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[20] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[20] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_string[20] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumControl += 10102>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[20] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[20] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[20] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[20] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 24>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[21] gte 23>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[21] -= 23>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[21] gte 11>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[21] -= 11>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 3>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[21] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[21] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[21] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[21] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[21] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[21] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 10>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[22] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[22] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[22] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[22] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[22] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[22] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[22] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[22] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_string[22] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumControl += 450>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[22] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[22] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[23] gte 17>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[23] -= 17>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 34>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[23] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[23] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[23] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[23] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[23] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[23] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 5>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[23] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[23] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[24] gte 26>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[24] -= 26>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[24] gte 11>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[24] -= 11>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[24] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[24] -= 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 1>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[24] eq 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[24] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[24] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[24] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[24] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[24] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[24] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[24] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[25] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[25] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 1>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[25] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[25] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[25] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[25] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 12>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[25] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[25] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[25] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[25] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[26] gte 25>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[26] -= 25>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[26] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[26] -= 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 11>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[26] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[26] -= 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[26] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[26] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 6>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[26] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[26] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[27] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[27] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[27] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[27] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[27] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[27] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[27] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[27] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[27] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[27] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 15>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[28] gte 26>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[28] -= 26>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 9>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[28] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[28] -= 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 13>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[28] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[28] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[28] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[28] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[28] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[28] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 8>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[29] gte 25>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[29] -= 25>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[29] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[29] -= 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[29] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[29] -= 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 11>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[29] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[29] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[29] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[29] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[30] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[30] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 12>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[30] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[30] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[30] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[30] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[30] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[30] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[30] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[30] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 22>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[31] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[31] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[31] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[31] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[31] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[31] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[31] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[31] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 7>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[31] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[31] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[32] gte 24>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[32] -= 24>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 38>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[32] gte 13>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[32] -= 13>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[32] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[32] -= 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[32] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[32] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[32] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[32] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 210>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[33] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[33] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 1>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[33] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[33] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[33] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[33] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 1>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[33] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[33] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[33] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[33] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 43>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[34] gte 24>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[34] -= 24>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[34] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[34] -= 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 1>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[34] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[34] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[34] eq 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[34] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 15>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[34] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[34] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 17>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[34] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[34] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 4>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[34] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[34] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 12>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[35] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[35] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[35] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[35] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[35] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[35] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_string[35] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumControl += 19820>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[35] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[35] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 15>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[35] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[35] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue +=15 >> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[36] gte 25>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[36] -= 25>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[36] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[36] -= 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 6>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[36] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[36] -= 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[36] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[36] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 30>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[36] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[36] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 14>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[37] gte 23>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[37] -= 23>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[37] gte 11>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[37] -= 11>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 7>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[37] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[37] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[37] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[37] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 13>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[37] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[37] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 5>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[38] gte 25>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[38] -= 25>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 29>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[38] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[38] -= 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[38] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[38] -= 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 7>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[38] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[38] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[38] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[38] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 9>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[39] gte 23>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[39] -= 23>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[39] gte 11>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[39] -= 11>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[39] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[39] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[39] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[39] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 19>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[39] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[39] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_string[39] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumControl += 1626>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[40] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[40] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 17>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[40] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[40] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[40] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[40] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[40] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[40] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 11>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[40] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[40] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 16>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[41] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[41] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[41] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[41] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 17>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[41] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[41] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[41] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[41] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 7>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[41] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[41] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 19>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[42] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[42] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[42] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[42] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[42] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[42] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[42] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[42] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 7>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[42] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[42] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 13>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[43] gte 18>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[43] -= 18>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[43] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[43] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 1>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[43] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[43] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[43] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[43] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 16>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[43] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[43] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 52>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[43] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[43] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 7>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[44] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[44] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 3>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[44] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[44] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[44] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[44] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[44] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[44] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 9>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[44] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[44] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[45] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[45] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_string[45] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumControl += 34627>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[45] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[45] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[45] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[45] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[45] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[45] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[45] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[45] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 2>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[46] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[46] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[46] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[46] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[46] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[46] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[46] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[46] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 13>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[46] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[46] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 4>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[47] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[47] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[47] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[47] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 11>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[47] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[47] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[47] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[47] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[47] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[47] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 2>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[48] gte 20>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[48] -= 20>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 3>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[48] gte 10>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[48] -= 10>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[48] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[48] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_string[48] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumControl += 6000>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[48] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[48] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[48] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[48] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[48] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[48] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[49] gte 23>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[49] -= 23>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 12>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[49] gte 11>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[49] -= 11>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[49] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[49] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[49] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[49] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[49] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[49] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 18>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[50] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[50] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[50] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[50] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 30>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[50] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[50] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 22>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[50] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[50] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[50] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[50] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 10>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[51] gte 23>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[51] -= 23>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 25>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[51] gte 11>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[51] -= 11>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[51] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[51] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[51] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[51] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue +=8 >> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[51] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[51] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 8>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[52] gte 24>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[52] -= 24>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[52] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[52] -= 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[52] gte 7>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[52] -= 7>> <<set _SGP_string[52] -= 7>> <<set _SGP_checksumControl += 31>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[52] eq 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[52] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 7>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[52] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[52] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 1>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[52] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[52] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 13>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[52] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[52] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 4>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[53] gte 21>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[53] -= 21>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[53] gte 10>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[53] -= 10>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[53] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[53] -= 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[53] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[53] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 1>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[53] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[53] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_string[53] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumControl += 226>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[54] gte 22>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[54] -= 22>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 10>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[54] gte 9>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[54] -= 9>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[54] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[54] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 19>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[54] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[54] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[54] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[54] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[54] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[54] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[55] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[55] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[55] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[55] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 28>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[55] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[55] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[55] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[55] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_string[55] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumControl += 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[55] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[55] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 4>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[56] gte 25>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[56] -= 25>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[56] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[56] -= 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[56] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[56] -= 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[56] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[56] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 27>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[56] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[56] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[57] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[57] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[57] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[57] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 17>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[57] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[57] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[57] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[57] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[57] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[57] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 1450>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[58] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[58] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 1>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[58] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[58] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[58] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[58] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[58] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[58] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 5>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[58] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[58] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[59] gte 25>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[59] -= 25>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[59] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[59] -= 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 5>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[59] gte 7>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[59] -= 7>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[59] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[59] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[59] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[59] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 10>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[60] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[60] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 23>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[60] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[60] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[60] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[60] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[60] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[60] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[60] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[60] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[61] gte 26>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[61] -= 26>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 10360>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[61] gte 10>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[61] -= 10>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[61] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[61] -= 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 12>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[61] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[61] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 15>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[61] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[61] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 2>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[61] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[61] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 7>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[62] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[62] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[62] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[62] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 9>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[62] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[62] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[62] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[62] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[62] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[62] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 67>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[63] gte 20>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[63] -= 20>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 2800>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[63] gte 9>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[63] -= 9>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 32>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[63] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[63] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[63] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[63] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 11>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[63] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[63] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[64] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[64] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 14>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[64] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[64] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 9>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[64] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[64] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[64] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[64] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[64] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[64] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 8>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[65] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[65] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_string[65] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumControl += 3171>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[65] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[65] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[65] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[65] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[65] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[65] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[65] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[65] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 13>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[66] gte 23>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[66] -= 23>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[66] gte 10>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[66] -= 10>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[66] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[66] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[66] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[66] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 1>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[66] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[66] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[67] gte 23>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[67] -= 23>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 13>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[67] gte 11>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[67] -= 11>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[67] gte 7>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[67] -= 7>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[67] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[67] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[67] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[67] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 4>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[68] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[68] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[68] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[68] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 7>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[68] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[68] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[68] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[68] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 7>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[68] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[68] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[69] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[69] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[69] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[69] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 7>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[69] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[69] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 3>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[69] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[69] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[69] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[69] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[70] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[70] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[70] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[70] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 7>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[70] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[70] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[70] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[70] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[70] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[70] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[71] gte 21>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[71] -= 21>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[71] gte 10>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[71] -= 10>> <<set _SGP_string[71] -= 10>> <<set _SGP_checksumControl += 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[71] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[71] -= 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[71] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[71] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[71] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[71] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[71] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[71] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[72] gte 21>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[72] -= 21>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 11>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[72] gte 10>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[72] -= 10>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[72] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[72] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[72] eq 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[72] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 4>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[72] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[72] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 1>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[72] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[72] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 17>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[73] gte 23>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[73] -= 23>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 10>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[73] gte 10>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[73] -= 10>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[73] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[73] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[73] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[73] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[73] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[73] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[74] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[74] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 10>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[74] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[74] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 3>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[74] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[74] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[74] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[74] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 9>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[74] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[74] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 22>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[75] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[75] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[75] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[75] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[75] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[75] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[75] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[75] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 20>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[75] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[75] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 8>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[76] gte 24>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[76] -= 24>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[76] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[76] -= 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 20>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[76] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[76] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[76] eq 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[76] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[76] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[76] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[76] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[76] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[76] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[76] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[77] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[77] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 34>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[77] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[77] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[77] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[77] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 21>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[77] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[77] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[77] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[77] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_string[77] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumControl += 870>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[78] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[78] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[78] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[78] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[78] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[78] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 24>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[78] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[78] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[78] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[78] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[79] gte 23>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[79] -= 23>> <<set _SGP_string[79] -= 23>> <<set _SGP_checksumControl += 59>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[79] gte 10>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[79] -= 10>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[79] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[79] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[79] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[79] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[79] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[79] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[80] gte 17>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[80] -= 17>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 12>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[80] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[80] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[80] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[80] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[80] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[80] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 13>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[80] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[80] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[81] gte 30>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[81] -= 30>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 18>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[81] gte 17>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[81] -= 17>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[81] gte 7>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[81] -= 7>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 6>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[81] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[81] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[81] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[81] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[82] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[82] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 7>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[82] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[82] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[82] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[82] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[82] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[82] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[82] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[82] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 2>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[83] gte 18>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[83] -= 18>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 99>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[83] gte 9>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[83] -= 9>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[83] eq 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[83] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 23>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[83] eq 7>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[83] -= 7>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 30>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[83] eq 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[83] -= 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 14>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[83] eq 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[83] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 11>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[83] eq 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[83] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 2>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[83] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[83] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 17>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[83] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[83] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 25>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[84] gte 23>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[84] -= 23>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[84] gte 11>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[84] -= 11>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[84] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[84] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[84] eq 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[84] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[84] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[84] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[84] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[84] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[84] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[84] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[85] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[85] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[85] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[85] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 7>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[85] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[85] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 7>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[85] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[85] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[85] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[85] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 20>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[86] gte 30>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[86] -= 30>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[86] gte 15>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[86] -= 15>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[86] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[86] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[86] eq 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[86] -= 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[86] eq 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[86] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[86] eq 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[86] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[86] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[86] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[86] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[86] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[87] gte 29>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[87] -= 29>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 23>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[87] gte 15>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[87] -= 15>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[87] gte 7>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[87] -= 7>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[87] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[87] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 5420>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[87] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[87] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[88] gte 30>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[88] -= 30>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[88] gte 15>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[88] -= 15>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[88] gte 7>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[88] -= 7>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[88] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[88] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 10>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[88] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[88] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[89] gte 25>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[89] -= 25>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[89] gte 11>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[89] -= 11>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[89] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[89] -= 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 11>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[89] eq 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[89] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[89] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[89] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[89] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[89] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[89] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[89] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[90] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[90] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[90] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[90] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[90] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[90] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[90] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[90] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 28>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[90] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[90] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 810>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[91] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[91] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[91] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[91] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 410>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[91] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[91] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[91] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[91] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 10>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[91] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[91] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[92] gte 28>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[92] -= 28>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 3>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[92] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[92] -= 12>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[92] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[92] -= 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[92] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[92] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[92] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[92] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 13>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[93] gte 25>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[93] -= 25>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 17>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[93] gte 15>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[93] -= 15>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[93] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[93] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 14>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[93] eq 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[93] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 37>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[93] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[93] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 6>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[93] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[93] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 1>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[93] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[93] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 7>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[94] gte 29>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[94] -= 29>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[94] gte 13>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[94] -= 13>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[94] gte 7>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[94] -= 7>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 20>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[94] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[94] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[94] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[94] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 8>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[95] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[95] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[95] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[95] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[95] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[95] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 24>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[95] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[95] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[95] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[95] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 2>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[96] gte 30>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[96] -= 30>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[96] gte 15>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[96] -= 15>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[96] gte 7>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[96] -= 7>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[96] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[96] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[96] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[96] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 26>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[97] gte 21>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[97] -= 21>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 110>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[97] gte 10>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[97] -= 10>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[97] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[97] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 12>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[97] eq 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[97] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[97] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[97] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[97] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[97] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <<elseif _SGP_checksumString[97] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[97] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[98] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[98] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 10>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[98] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[98] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[98] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[98] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 1>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[98] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[98] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[98] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[98] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 5>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_checksumString[99] gte 25>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[99] -= 25>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[99] gte 13>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[99] -= 13>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 17>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[99] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[99] -= 6>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 15>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[99] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[99] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 999>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_checksumString[99] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumString[99] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_checksumValue += 7>> <</if>> #################################################################################################### <<if _SGP_checksumValue eq _SGP_checksumControl>> #################################################################################################### <<set _SGP_trackerKiss to []>> <<set _SGP_trackerHandjob to []>> <<set _SGP_trackerTitjob to []>> <<set _SGP_trackerBlowjob to []>> <<set _SGP_trackerAnal to []>> <<set _SGP_trackerSex to []>> <<set _SGP_trackerOral to []>> <<set _i to 0>> <<for _i lt 25>> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss.push("")>> <<set _SGP_trackerHandjob.push("")>> <<set _SGP_trackerTitjob.push("")>> <<set _SGP_trackerBlowjob.push("")>> <<set _SGP_trackerAnal.push("")>> <<set _SGP_trackerSex.push("")>> <<set _SGP_trackerOral.push("")>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set _SGP_pajamaCounter to 0>> <<set _SGP_pajamaMakeup to false>> #################################################################################################### <<if _SGP_string[0] gte 29>> <<set _SGP_string[0] -= 29>> <<routes>> <<job "store">> <<set _SGP_trackerBlowjob[15] to "Lyl47 ">> <<job "res">> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss[10] to "Dan37 ">> <</routes>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[0] gte 14>> <<set _SGP_string[0] -= 14>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[0] gte 7>> <<set _SGP_string[0] -= 7>> <<set $route.jake to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[0] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_string[0] -= 3>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[0] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[0] -= 2>> <<set $tracking.depilatecount += 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[1] gte 10>> <<set _SGP_string[1] -= 10>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[1] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_string[1] -= 5>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[1] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[1] -= 1>> <<set $flag.botanics to true>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[2] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[2] -= 16>> <<set $flag.barnpartyatt to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[2] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[2] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss[18] to "Art44 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[2] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[2] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[2] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[2] -= 2>> <<set $tracking.tattooloc += "1s ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[2] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[2] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[3] gte 23>> <<set _SGP_string[3] -= 23>> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss[9] to "Art36 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[3] gte 11>> <<set _SGP_string[3] -= 11>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[3] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_string[3] -= 5>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[3] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_string[3] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss[14] to "sca38 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[3] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[3] -= 1>> <<set $flag.barnpartydrunk += 4>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[4] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[4] -= 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[4] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[4] -= 8>> <<set $breastsize += 1>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[4] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[4] -= 4>> <<set $tracking.mallclothes += "sy1 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[4] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[4] -= 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[4] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[4] -= 1>> <<set $tracking.daycount += 14>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[5] gte 23>> <<set _SGP_string[5] -= 23>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[5] gte 11>> <<set _SGP_string[5] -= 11>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[5] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_string[5] -= 5>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[5] eq 4>> <<set _SGP_string[5] -= 4>> <<elseif _SGP_string[5] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_string[5] -= 3>> <<elseif _SGP_string[5] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_string[5] -= 2>> <<elseif _SGP_string[5] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_string[5] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[6] gte 36>> <<set _SGP_string[6] -= 36>> <<set $route.job to "music">> <<elseif _SGP_string[6] gte 30>> <<set _SGP_string[6] -= 30>> <<set $route.job to "tutor">> <<elseif _SGP_string[6] gte 24>> <<set _SGP_string[6] -= 24>> <<set $route.job to "office">> <<elseif _SGP_string[6] gte 18>> <<set _SGP_string[6] -= 18>> <<set $route.job to "res">> <<elseif _SGP_string[6] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_string[6] -= 12>> <<set $route.job to "nurse">> <<elseif _SGP_string[6] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_string[6] -= 6>> <<set $route.job to "store">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[6] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_string[6] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss[9] to "sca38 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[6] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_string[6] -= 2>> <<elseif _SGP_string[6] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_string[6] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[7] gte 17>> <<set _SGP_string[7] -= 17>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[7] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[7] -= 8>> <<set $tracking.pills += 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[7] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[7] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[7] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_string[7] -= 3>> <<set $flag.campaign to "call">> <<elseif _SGP_string[7] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_string[7] -= 2>> <<set $flag.campaign to "door">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[8] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[8] -= 16>> <<set $flag.spinlessons to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[8] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[8] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[8] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[8] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_trackerBlowjob[13] to "ssc45 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[8] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[8] -= 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[8] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[8] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[9] gte 24>> <<set _SGP_string[9] -= 24>> <<set $tracking.mallclothes += "pax ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[9] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_string[9] -= 12>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[9] gte 7>> <<set _SGP_string[9] -= 7>> <<set $tracking.facewashcount += 87>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[9] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[9] -= 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[9] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[9] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[10] gte 23>> <<set _SGP_string[10] -= 23>> <<set _SGP_trackerAnal[0] to "Jak23 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[10] gte 11>> <<set _SGP_string[10] -= 11>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[10] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_string[10] -= 5>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[10] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_string[10] -= 3>> <<set $flag.funnymakeup to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[10] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[10] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[11] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[11] -= 16>> <<set $flag.fanservice to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[11] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[11] -= 8>> <<set $control.outfitblock to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[11] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[11] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[11] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[11] -= 2>> <<set $tracking.piercing += "nose ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[11] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[11] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_trackerAnal[2] to "Lyl34 ">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[12] gte 24>> <<set _SGP_string[12] -= 24>> <<set $tracking.piercing += "navel ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[12] gte 11>> <<set _SGP_string[12] -= 11>> <<set $tracking.clothingset to "camilla">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[12] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_string[12] -= 5>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[12] eq 4>> <<set _SGP_string[12] -= 4>> <<set $flag.sailtrifecta to "1ch2he3ti">> <<set _SGP_trackerSex[0] to "she38 ">> <<set _SGP_trackerSex[1] to "sch38 ">> <<set _SGP_trackerSex[2] to "sti38 ">> <<elseif _SGP_string[12] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_string[12] -= 3>> <<set $flag.sailtrifecta to "1ca2ch3he">> <<set _SGP_trackerSex[0] to "sca38 ">> <<set _SGP_trackerSex[1] to "sch38 ">> <<set _SGP_trackerSex[2] to "she38 ">> <<elseif _SGP_string[12] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_string[12] -= 2>> <<set $flag.sailtrifecta to "1ca2he3ch">> <<set _SGP_trackerSex[0] to "sca38 ">> <<set _SGP_trackerSex[1] to "she38 ">> <<set _SGP_trackerSex[2] to "sch38 ">> <<elseif _SGP_string[12] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_string[12] -= 1>> <<set $flag.sailtrifecta to "1he2ch3ti">> <<set _SGP_trackerSex[0] to "sch38 ">> <<set _SGP_trackerSex[1] to "she38 ">> <<set _SGP_trackerSex[2] to "sti38 ">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[13] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[13] -= 16>> <<set $tracking.clothingset to "justine">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[13] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[13] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[13] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[13] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[13] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[13] -= 2>> <<set $tracking.mallclothes += "sy2 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[13] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[13] -= 1>> <<set $flag.tattoo += "1 ">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[14] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[14] -= 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[14] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[14] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_trackerBlowjob[0] to "Jak12 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[14] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[14] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[14] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[14] -= 2>> <<set $tracking.pills += 32>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[14] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[14] -= 1>> <<set $flag.nursenonsense to true>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[15] gte 25>> <<set _SGP_string[15] -= 25>> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss[1] to "bbe05 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[15] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_string[15] -= 12>> <<set $flag.girlyresolve to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[15] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_string[15] -= 6>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[15] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_string[15] -= 3>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[16] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[16] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[16] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[16] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[16] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[16] -= 2>> <<set $fem += 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[16] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[16] -= 1>> <<routes>> <<job "store">> <<set _SGP_trackerSex[9] to "Lyl47 ">> <<job "res">> <<set _SGP_trackerBlowjob[6] to "Ell33 ">> <</routes>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[17] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[17] -= 16>> <<set $fem += 58>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[17] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[17] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[17] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[17] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[17] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[17] -= 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[17] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[17] -= 1>> <<set $tracking.depilatecount += 7>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[18] gte 25>> <<set _SGP_string[18] -= 25>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[18] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_string[18] -= 12>> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss[12] to "Can37 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[18] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_string[18] -= 6>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[18] gte 1>> <<set $tracking.jobtier to _SGP_string[18]>> <<set _SGP_string[18] to 0>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[20] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[20] -= 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[20] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[20] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[20] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[20] -= 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[20] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[20] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss[3] to "Jak12 ">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[21] gte 23>> <<set _SGP_string[21] -= 23>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[21] gte 11>> <<set _SGP_string[21] -= 11>> <<set $flag.makeover to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[21] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_string[21] -= 5>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[21] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_string[21] -= 3>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[21] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[21] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_pajamaCounter += 2>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[22] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[22] -= 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[22] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[22] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[22] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[22] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[22] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[22] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[23] gte 17>> <<set _SGP_string[23] -= 17>> <<set $flag.outingsanity to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[23] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[23] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[23] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[23] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[23] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_string[23] -= 3>> <<set $flag.photovariant to 1>> <<elseif _SGP_string[23] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_string[23] -= 2>> <<set $flag.photovariant to 2>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[24] gte 26>> <<set _SGP_string[24] -= 26>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[24] gte 11>> <<set _SGP_string[24] -= 11>> <<set $flag.activityintro to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[24] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_string[24] -= 6>> <<set $tracking.daycount += 7>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[24] eq 4>> <<set _SGP_string[24] -= 4>> <<elseif _SGP_string[24] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_string[24] -= 3>> <<elseif _SGP_string[24] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_string[24] -= 2>> <<elseif _SGP_string[24] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_string[24] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[25] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[25] -= 16>> <<set $breastsize += 64>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[25] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[25] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[25] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[25] -= 4>> <<set $tracking.depilatecount += 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[25] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[25] -= 2>> <<set $route.lyle to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[25] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[25] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[26] gte 25>> <<set _SGP_string[26] -= 25>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[26] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_string[26] -= 12>> <<set $tracking.facewashcount += 49>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[26] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_string[26] -= 6>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[26] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_string[26] -= 3>> <<set $route.kurt to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[26] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[26] -= 2>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[27] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[27] -= 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[27] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[27] -= 8>> <<set $tracking.pills += 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[27] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[27] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[27] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[27] -= 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[27] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[27] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss[7] to "Art25 ">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[28] gte 26>> <<set _SGP_string[28] -= 26>> <<set _SGP_trackerSex[10] to "Jak48 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[28] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_string[28] -= 12>> <<set $flag.bookstoreruckus to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[28] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[28] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[28] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[28] -= 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[28] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[28] -= 1>> <<set $tracking.depilatecount += 28>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[29] gte 25>> <<set _SGP_string[29] -= 25>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[29] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_string[29] -= 12>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[29] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_string[29] -= 6>> <<set $flag.profilereveal to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[29] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_string[29] -= 3>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[29] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[29] -= 2>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[30] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[30] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_trackerBlowjob[9] to "mur38 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[30] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[30] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[30] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[30] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[30] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[30] -= 2>> <<set $flag.cooperation to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[30] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[30] -= 1>> <<set $tracking.mallclothes += "exd ">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[31] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[31] -= 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[31] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[31] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[31] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[31] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[31] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[31] -= 2>> <<set $flag.boobtf to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[31] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[31] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[32] gte 24>> <<set _SGP_string[32] -= 24>> <<set $tracking.tattooloc += "1g ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[32] gte 13>> <<set _SGP_string[32] -= 13>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[32] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_string[32] -= 6>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[32] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[32] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_trackerOral[0] to "Kur38 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[32] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[32] -= 1>> <<set $fem += 210>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[33] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[33] -= 16>> <<set $control.warnings to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[33] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[33] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[33] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[33] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_trackerAnal[4] to "ssp44 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[33] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[33] -= 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[33] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[33] -= 1>> <<set $flag.poshpartygift to true>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[34] gte 24>> <<set _SGP_string[34] -= 24>> <<set $tracking.mallclothes += "pax ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[34] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_string[34] -= 12>> <<set $flag.barnpartydrunk += 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[34] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_string[34] -= 5>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[34] eq 4>> <<set _SGP_string[34] -= 4>> <<set $flag.activityroute to "victory">> <<elseif _SGP_string[34] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_string[34] -= 3>> <<set $flag.activityroute to "loss">> <<elseif _SGP_string[34] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_string[34] -= 2>> <<set $flag.activityroute to "Candice">> <<elseif _SGP_string[34] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_string[34] -= 1>> <<set $flag.activityroute to "Chris">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[35] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[35] -= 16>> <<set $tracking.depilatecount += 15>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[35] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[35] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[35] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[35] -= 2>> <<set $tracking.hairwashcount += 14>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[35] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[35] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_trackerBlowjob[4] to "Jak30 ">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[36] gte 25>> <<set _SGP_string[36] -= 25>> <<set _SGP_trackerBlowjob[7] to "Lyl34 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[36] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_string[36] -= 12>> <<set $tracking.mallclothes += "sy3 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[36] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_string[36] -= 6>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[36] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_string[36] -= 3>> <<set $tracking.tattooloc += "1b ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[36] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[36] -= 2>> <<set $tracking.clothingset to "lisa">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[37] gte 23>> <<set _SGP_string[37] -= 23>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[37] gte 11>> <<set _SGP_string[37] -= 11>> <<set $fem += 7>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[37] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_string[37] -= 5>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[37] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_string[37] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_trackerSex[3] to "Lyl39 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[37] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[37] -= 1>> <<set $tracking.facewashcount += 25>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[38] gte 25>> <<set _SGP_string[38] -= 25>> <<set _SGP_pajamaMakeup to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[38] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_string[38] -= 12>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[38] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_string[38] -= 6>> <<set $flag.coffeeshop to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[38] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_string[38] -= 3>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[38] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[38] -= 2>> <<routes>> <<job "store">> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss[11] to "Chr37 ">> <<job "res">> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss[21] to "Val47 ">> <</routes>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[39] gte 23>> <<set _SGP_string[39] -= 23>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[39] gte 11>> <<set _SGP_string[39] -= 11>> <<set $tracking.hairwashcount += 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[39] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_string[39] -= 5>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[39] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_string[39] -= 3>> <<set $tracking.mallclothes += "pa3 ">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[40] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[40] -= 16>> <<set $flag.helpfulness to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[40] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[40] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[40] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[40] -= 4>> <<set $flag.barnpartydrunk += 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[40] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[40] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss[22] to "Jak48 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[40] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[40] -= 1>> <<set $flag.barnpartydrunk += 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[41] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[41] -= 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[41] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[41] -= 8>> <<set $tracking.daycount += 52>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[41] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[41] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[41] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[41] -= 2>> <<set $tracking.mallclothes += "exy ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[41] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[41] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss[0] to "bpp05 ">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[42] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[42] -= 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[42] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[42] -= 8>> <<set $tracking.mallclothes += "pa4 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[42] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[42] -= 4>> <<AddReveal "Candice">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[42] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_string[42] -= 3>> <<set $route.candice to true>> <<elseif _SGP_string[42] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_string[42] -= 2>> <<set $route.chris to true>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[43] gte 18>> <<set _SGP_string[43] -= 18>> <<set $tracking.daycount += 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[43] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[43] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_trackerSex[8] to "ssc45 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[43] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[43] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[43] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_string[43] -= 3>> <<set $flag.dantefavor to "no">> <<elseif _SGP_string[43] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_string[43] -= 2>> <<set $flag.dantefavor to "yes">> <<elseif _SGP_string[43] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_string[43] -= 1>> <<set $flag.dantefavor to "lie">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[44] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[44] -= 16>> <<set $flag.earrings to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[44] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[44] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[44] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[44] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[44] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[44] -= 2>> <<set $tracking.daycount += 1>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[44] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[44] -= 1>> <<set $tracking.hairwashcount += 50>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[45] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[45] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[45] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[45] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[45] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[45] -= 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[45] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[45] -= 1>> <<set $control.pictures to true>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[46] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[46] -= 16>> <<set $tracking.hairwashcount += 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[46] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[46] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[46] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[46] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[46] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[46] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss[19] to "Chr44 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[46] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[46] -= 1>> <<set $breastsize += 8>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[47] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[47] -= 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[47] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[47] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_trackerBlowjob[16] to "Val47 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[47] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[47] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[47] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[47] -= 2>> <<set $flag.nonpunctuality to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[47] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[47] -= 1>> <<set $tracking.pills += 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[48] gte 20>> <<set _SGP_string[48] -= 20>> <<set _SGP_uniformTier to 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[48] gte 10>> <<set _SGP_string[48] -= 10>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[48] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_string[48] -= 3>> <<elseif _SGP_string[48] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_string[48] -= 2>> <<elseif _SGP_string[48] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_string[48] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[49] gte 23>> <<set _SGP_string[49] -= 23>> <<set _SGP_trackerBlowjob[3] to "Jak21 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[49] gte 11>> <<set _SGP_string[49] -= 11>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[49] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_string[49] -= 5>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[49] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_string[49] -= 3>> <<set $flag.onlinegirlgame to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[49] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[49] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss[20] to "Kur46 ">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[50] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[50] -= 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[50] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[50] -= 8>> <<set $fem += 30>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[50] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[50] -= 4>> <<set $tracking.tattooshape += "1b ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[50] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[50] -= 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[50] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[50] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_trackerBlowjob[10] to "Jak40 ">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[51] gte 23>> <<set _SGP_string[51] -= 23>> <<set _SGP_pajamaCounter += 7>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[51] gte 11>> <<set _SGP_string[51] -= 11>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[51] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_string[51] -= 5>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[51] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_string[51] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_trackerBlowjob[5] to "Kur32 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[51] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[51] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_trackerSex[5] to "Art44 ">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[52] gte 24>> <<set _SGP_string[52] -= 24>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[52] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_string[52] -= 12>> <<set _SGP_trackerBlowjob[11] to "Art44 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[52] eq 4>> <<set _SGP_string[52] -= 4>> <<set $flag.jakedateroute to "boat">> <<elseif _SGP_string[52] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_string[52] -= 3>> <<set $flag.jakedateroute to "cat">> <<elseif _SGP_string[52] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_string[52] -= 2>> <<set $flag.jakedateroute to "ghost">> <<elseif _SGP_string[52] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_string[52] -= 1>> <<set $flag.jakedateroute to "art">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[53] gte 21>> <<set _SGP_string[53] -= 21>> <<set $tracking.clothingset to "destiny">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[53] gte 10>> <<set _SGP_string[53] -= 10>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[53] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_string[53] -= 6>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[53] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[53] -= 2>> <<set $tracking.mallclothes += "sy4 ">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[54] gte 22>> <<set _SGP_string[54] -= 22>> <<set $flag.destinyadvice to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[54] gte 9>> <<set _SGP_string[54] -= 9>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[54] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_string[54] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss[4] to "Lyl13 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[54] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_string[54] -= 3>> <<elseif _SGP_string[54] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_string[54] -= 2>> <<elseif _SGP_string[54] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_string[54] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[55] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[55] -= 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[55] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[55] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_pajamaCounter += 15>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[55] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[55] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[55] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[55] -= 1>> <<set $route.val to true>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[56] gte 25>> <<set _SGP_string[56] -= 25>> <<set _SGP_trackerBlowjob[12] to "ssp44 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[56] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_string[56] -= 12>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[56] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_string[56] -= 6>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[56] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_string[56] -= 3>> <<set $flag.codvictory to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[56] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[56] -= 2>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[57] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[57] -= 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[57] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[57] -= 8>> <<set $tracking.depilatecount += 51>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[57] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[57] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[57] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[57] -= 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[57] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[57] -= 1>> <<set $fem += 1450>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[58] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[58] -= 16>> <<set $tracking.pills += 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[58] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[58] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[58] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[58] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[58] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[58] -= 2>> <<set $tracking.pills += 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[58] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[58] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[59] gte 25>> <<set _SGP_string[59] -= 25>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[59] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_string[59] -= 12>> <<set $flag.destinysplace to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[59] gte 7>> <<set _SGP_string[59] -= 7>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[59] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[59] -= 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[59] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[59] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_trackerSex[4] to "Lyl41 ">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[60] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[60] -= 16>> <<set $tracking.facewashcount += 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[60] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[60] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[60] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[60] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[60] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[60] -= 2>> <<set $flag.miserybooth to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[60] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[60] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[61] gte 26>> <<set _SGP_string[61] -= 26>> <<set $fem += 10360>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[61] gte 10>> <<set _SGP_string[61] -= 10>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[61] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_string[61] -= 6>> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss[1] to "bhe05 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[61] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_string[61] -= 3>> <<set $flag.activityroute to "nothing">> <<elseif _SGP_string[61] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_string[61] -= 2>> <<set $flag.activityroute to "lake">> <<elseif _SGP_string[61] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_string[61] -= 1>> <<set $flag.activityroute to "hope">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[62] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[62] -= 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[62] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[62] -= 8>> <<set $tracking.pillcount += 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[62] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[62] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[62] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[62] -= 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[62] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[62] -= 1>> <<set $flag.tf to true>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[63] gte 20>> <<set _SGP_string[63] -= 20>> <<set $fem += 2800>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[63] gte 9>> <<set _SGP_string[63] -= 9>> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss[23] to "Lyl49 ">> <<set _SGP_trackerAnal[5] to "Lyl49 ">> <<set _SGP_trackerBlowjob[17] += "Lyl49 ">> <<set _SGP_trackerBlowjob[18] += "ssc49 ">> <<set _SGP_trackerSex[11] += "Lyl49 ">> <<set _SGP_trackerSex[12] += "ssc49 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[63] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_string[63] -= 5>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[63] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[63] -= 2>> <<set $flag.malltrip to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[63] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[63] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[64] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[64] -= 16>> <<set $route.dante to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[64] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[64] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss[8] to "Val33 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[64] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[64] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[64] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[64] -= 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[64] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[64] -= 1>> <<set $tracking.facewashcount += 4>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[65] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[65] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[65] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[65] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[65] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[65] -= 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[65] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[65] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_pajamaCounter += 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[66] gte 23>> <<set _SGP_string[66] -= 23>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[66] gte 10>> <<set _SGP_string[66] -= 10>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[66] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_string[66] -= 5>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[66] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[66] -= 2>> <<set $flag.activitysignup to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[66] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[66] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[67] gte 23>> <<set _SGP_string[67] -= 23>> <<set _SGP_uniformTier to 1>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[67] gte 11>> <<set _SGP_string[67] -= 11>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[67] gte 7>> <<set _SGP_string[67] -= 7>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[67] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[67] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_uniformTier to 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[67] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[67] -= 1>> <<set $fem += 4>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[68] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[68] -= 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[68] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[68] -= 8>> <<set $route.cosplay to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[68] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[68] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[68] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[68] -= 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[68] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[68] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[69] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[69] -= 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[69] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[69] -= 8>> <<set $route.cosplay to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[69] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[69] -= 4>> <<set $tracking.mallclothes += "shd ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[69] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[69] -= 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[69] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[69] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[70] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[70] -= 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[70] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[70] -= 8>> <<set $tracking.facewashcount += 15>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[70] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[70] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[70] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[70] -= 2>> <<set $flag.happyfunpill to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[70] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[70] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[71] gte 21>> <<set _SGP_string[71] -= 21>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[71] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_string[71] -= 6>> <<set _SGP_trackerBlowjob[2] to "Lyl20 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[71] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_string[71] -= 3>> <<elseif _SGP_string[71] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_string[71] -= 2>> <<elseif _SGP_string[71] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_string[71] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[72] gte 21>> <<set _SGP_string[72] -= 21>> <<set $tracking.pillcount += 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[72] gte 10>> <<set _SGP_string[72] -= 10>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[72] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_string[72] -= 5>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[72] eq 4>> <<set _SGP_string[72] -= 4>> <<set $flag.periodtalk to 1>> <<elseif _SGP_string[72] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_string[72] -= 3>> <<set $flag.periodtalk to 2>> <<elseif _SGP_string[72] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_string[72] -= 1>> <<set $flag.periodtalk to 3>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[73] gte 23>> <<set _SGP_string[73] -= 23>> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss[13] to "Kur38 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[73] gte 10>> <<set _SGP_string[73] -= 10>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[73] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_string[73] -= 5>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[73] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[73] -= 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[73] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[73] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[74] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[74] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_trackerAnal[1] to "Lyl27 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[74] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[74] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[74] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[74] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[74] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[74] -= 2>> <<set _SGP_trackerBlowjob[14] += "Kur46 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[74] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[74] -= 1>> <<set $tracking.depilatecount += 92>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[75] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[75] -= 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[75] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[75] -= 8>> <<set $flag.mealofweird to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[75] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[75] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[75] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[75] -= 2>> <<set $tracking.facewashcount += 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[75] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[75] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss[17] to "Lyl41 ">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[76] gte 24>> <<set _SGP_string[76] -= 24>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[76] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_string[76] -= 12>> <<set $breastsize += 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[76] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_string[76] -= 5>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[76] eq 4>> <<set _SGP_string[76] -= 4>> <<elseif _SGP_string[76] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_string[76] -= 3>> <<elseif _SGP_string[76] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_string[76] -= 2>> <<elseif _SGP_string[76] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_string[76] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[77] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[77] -= 16>> <<set $tracking.facewashcount += 1>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[77] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[77] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[77] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[77] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_pajamaCounter += 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[77] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[77] -= 2>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[78] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[78] -= 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[78] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[78] -= 8>> <<set $flag.poshpartyatt to true>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[78] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[78] -= 4>> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss[5] to "Jak15 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[78] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_string[78] -= 3>> <<elseif _SGP_string[78] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_string[78] -= 2>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[79] gte 10>> <<set _SGP_string[79] -= 10>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[79] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_string[79] -= 5>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[79] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[79] -= 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[79] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[79] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[80] gte 17>> <<set _SGP_string[80] -= 17>> <<set $tracking.mallclothes += "unx ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[80] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[80] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[80] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[80] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[80] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[80] -= 2>> <<set $tracking.pillcount += 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[80] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[80] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[81] gte 30>> <<set _SGP_string[81] -= 30>> <<set $breastsize += 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[81] gte 17>> <<set _SGP_string[81] -= 17>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[81] gte 7>> <<set _SGP_string[81] -= 7>> <<set _SGP_trackerAnal[3] to "Art44 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[81] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_string[81] -= 3>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[81] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[81] -= 2>> <<set $fem += 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[82] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[82] -= 16>> <<set $tracking.mallclothes += "exj ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[82] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[82] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[82] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[82] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[82] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[82] -= 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[82] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[82] -= 1>> <<set $flag.unkurt to true>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[83] gte 18>> <<set _SGP_string[83] -= 18>> <<NicknameDanny "Dani">> <<else>> <<NicknameDanny "Danni">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[83] gte 9>> <<set _SGP_string[83] -= 9>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[83] eq 8>> <<set _SGP_string[83] -= 8>> <<set $flag.resisttf to "book">> <<elseif _SGP_string[83] eq 7>> <<set _SGP_string[83] -= 7>> <<set $flag.resisttf to "home">> <<elseif _SGP_string[83] eq 6>> <<set _SGP_string[83] -= 6>> <<set $flag.resisttf to "destiny">> <<elseif _SGP_string[83] eq 5>> <<set _SGP_string[83] -= 5>> <<set $flag.resisttf to "random">> <<elseif _SGP_string[83] eq 4>> <<set _SGP_string[83] -= 4>> <<set $flag.resisttf to "book">> <<elseif _SGP_string[83] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_string[83] -= 3>> <<set $flag.resisttf to $flag.jakedateroute>> <<elseif _SGP_string[83] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_string[83] -= 2>> <<set $flag.resisttf to "road">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[84] gte 23>> <<set _SGP_string[84] -= 23>> <<set $tracking.pillcount += 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[84] gte 11>> <<set _SGP_string[84] -= 11>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[84] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_string[84] -= 5>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[84] eq 4>> <<set _SGP_string[84] -= 4>> <<elseif _SGP_string[84] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_string[84] -= 3>> <<elseif _SGP_string[84] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_string[84] -= 2>> <<elseif _SGP_string[84] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_string[84] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[85] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[85] -= 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[85] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[85] -= 8>> <<routes>> <<job "store">> <<AddReveal "Chris">> <<job "res">> <<AddReveal "Valerie">> <</routes>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[85] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[85] -= 4>> <<set $tracking.pillcount += 1>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[85] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[85] -= 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[85] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[85] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_trackerOral[1] to "Val47 ">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[86] gte 30>> <<set _SGP_string[86] -= 30>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[86] gte 15>> <<set _SGP_string[86] -= 15>> <<set _SGP_uniformTier to 3>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[86] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[86] -= 8>> <<set _SGP_trackerBlowjob[19] to "ssp49 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[86] eq 6>> <<set _SGP_string[86] -= 6>> <<elseif _SGP_string[86] eq 5>> <<set _SGP_string[86] -= 5>> <<elseif _SGP_string[86] eq 4>> <<set _SGP_string[86] -= 4>> <<elseif _SGP_string[86] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_string[86] -= 3>> <<elseif _SGP_string[86] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_string[86] -= 2>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[87] gte 29>> <<set _SGP_string[87] -= 29>> <<set $tracking.tattooshape += "1s ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[87] gte 15>> <<set _SGP_string[87] -= 15>> <<set _SGP_trackerBlowjob[1] to "Jak17 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[87] gte 7>> <<set _SGP_string[87] -= 7>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[87] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[87] -= 4>> <<set $fem += 5420>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[87] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[87] -= 2>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[88] gte 30>> <<set _SGP_string[88] -= 30>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[88] gte 15>> <<set _SGP_string[88] -= 15>> <<set $tracking.hairwashcount += 7>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[88] gte 7>> <<set _SGP_string[88] -= 7>> <<set _SGP_trackerTitjob[0] to "Lyl47 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[88] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_string[88] -= 3>> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss[16] to "Art41 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[88] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[88] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[89] gte 25>> <<set _SGP_string[89] -= 25>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[89] gte 11>> <<set _SGP_string[89] -= 11>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[89] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_string[89] -= 6>> <<set $breastsize += 32>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[89] eq 4>> <<set _SGP_string[89] -= 4>> <<elseif _SGP_string[89] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_string[89] -= 3>> <<elseif _SGP_string[89] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_string[89] -= 2>> <<elseif _SGP_string[89] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_string[89] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[90] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[90] -= 16>> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss[15] to "Jak40 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[90] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[90] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[90] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[90] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[90] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[90] -= 2>> <<set $tracking.depilatecount += 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[90] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[90] -= 1>> <<set $fem += 810>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[91] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[91] -= 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[91] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[91] -= 8>> <<set $fem += 410>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[91] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[91] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[91] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[91] -= 2>> <<set $tracking.hairwashcount += 26>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[91] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[91] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[92] gte 28>> <<set _SGP_string[92] -= 28>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[92] gte 12>> <<set _SGP_string[92] -= 12>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[92] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_string[92] -= 6>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[92] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_string[92] -= 3>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[92] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[92] -= 2>> <<set $tracking.daycount += 27>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[93] gte 25>> <<set _SGP_string[93] -= 25>> <<set _SGP_trackerSex[6] to "Chr44 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[93] gte 15>> <<set _SGP_string[93] -= 15>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[93] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_string[93] -= 5>> <<set $tracking.hairwashcount += 1>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[93] eq 4>> <<set _SGP_string[93] -= 4>> <<set $flag.lisaresponse += "maybe">> <<elseif _SGP_string[93] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_string[93] -= 3>> <<set $flag.lisaresponse += "no">> <<elseif _SGP_string[93] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_string[93] -= 2>> <<set $flag.lisaresponse += "parents">> <<elseif _SGP_string[93] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_string[93] -= 1>> <<set $flag.lisaresponse += "yes">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[94] gte 29>> <<set _SGP_string[94] -= 29>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[94] gte 13>> <<set _SGP_string[94] -= 13>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[94] gte 7>> <<set _SGP_string[94] -= 7>> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss[6] to "Jak17 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[94] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_string[94] -= 3>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[94] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[94] -= 2>> <<set $tracking.mallclothes += "ex3 ">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[95] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[95] -= 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[95] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[95] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[95] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[95] -= 4>> <<set $tracking.piercing += "tongue ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[95] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[95] -= 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[95] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[95] -= 1>> <<set $tracking.mallclothes += "ex4 ">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[96] gte 30>> <<set _SGP_string[96] -= 30>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[96] gte 15>> <<set _SGP_string[96] -= 15>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[96] gte 7>> <<set _SGP_string[96] -= 7>> <<set _SGP_trackerBlowjob[8] to "Kur38 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[96] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[96] -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[96] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[96] -= 2>> <<set $tracking.tattooshape += "1f ">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[97] gte 21>> <<set _SGP_string[97] -= 21>> <<set $fem += 110>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[97] gte 10>> <<set _SGP_string[97] -= 10>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[97] gte 5>> <<set _SGP_string[97] -= 5>> <<set _SGP_trackerKiss[2] to "Jak09 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[97] eq 4>> <<set _SGP_string[97] -= 4>> <<elseif _SGP_string[97] eq 3>> <<set _SGP_string[97] -= 3>> <<elseif _SGP_string[97] eq 2>> <<set _SGP_string[97] -= 2>> <<elseif _SGP_string[97] eq 1>> <<set _SGP_string[97] -= 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[98] gte 16>> <<set _SGP_string[98] -= 16>> <<set $tracking.daycount += 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[98] gte 8>> <<set _SGP_string[98] -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[98] gte 4>> <<set _SGP_string[98] -= 4>> <<set $breastsize += 16>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[98] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[98] -= 2>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[98] gte 1>> <<set _SGP_string[98] -= 1>> <<set _SGP_trackerSex[7] to "Can44 ">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_string[99] gte 25>> <<set _SGP_string[99] -= 25>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[99] gte 13>> <<set _SGP_string[99] -= 13>> <<set _SGP_trackerHandjob[0] to "ssc45 ">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[99] gte 6>> <<set _SGP_string[99] -= 6>> <<set $fem += 15>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[99] gte 3>> <<set _SGP_string[99] -= 3>> <</if>> <<if _SGP_string[99] gte 2>> <<set _SGP_string[99] -= 2>> <<set $tracking.hairwashcount += 94>> <</if>> #################################################################################################### ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<routes>> <<job "music">> <<if _SGP_uniformTier eq 1>> <<set $tracking.lastworkoutfit to "">> <<elseif _SGP_uniformTier eq 2>> <<set $tracking.lastworkoutfit to "">> <<elseif _SGP_uniformTier eq 3>> <<set $tracking.lastworkoutfit to "">> <<elseif _SGP_uniformTier eq 4>> <<set $tracking.lastworkoutfit to "">> <</if>> <<job "nurse">> <<if _SGP_uniformTier eq 1>> <<set $tracking.lastworkoutfit to "">> <<elseif _SGP_uniformTier eq 2>> <<set $tracking.lastworkoutfit to "">> <<elseif _SGP_uniformTier eq 3>> <<set $tracking.lastworkoutfit to "">> <<elseif _SGP_uniformTier eq 4>> <<set $tracking.lastworkoutfit to "">> <</if>> <<job "office">> <<if _SGP_uniformTier eq 1>> <<set $tracking.lastworkoutfit to "">> <<elseif _SGP_uniformTier eq 2>> <<set $tracking.lastworkoutfit to "">> <<elseif _SGP_uniformTier eq 3>> <<set $tracking.lastworkoutfit to "">> <<elseif _SGP_uniformTier eq 4>> <<set $tracking.lastworkoutfit to "">> <</if>> <<job "res">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "work" "work_resold">> <<if $flag.makeover>> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "work" "work_resnew">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_uniformTier eq 1>> <<set $tracking.lastworkoutfit to "work_resold">> <<elseif _SGP_uniformTier eq 2>> <<set $tracking.lastworkoutfit to "work_resnew">> <<elseif _SGP_uniformTier eq 3>> <<set $tracking.lastworkoutfit to "">> <<elseif _SGP_uniformTier eq 4>> <<set $tracking.lastworkoutfit to "work_resmodest">> <</if>> <<job "store">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "work" "work_storeold">> <<if $flag.makeover>> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "work" "work_storenew">> <</if>> <<if _SGP_uniformTier eq 1>> <<set $tracking.lastworkoutfit to "work_storeold">> <<elseif _SGP_uniformTier eq 2>> <<set $tracking.lastworkoutfit to "work_storenew">> <<elseif _SGP_uniformTier eq 3>> <<set $tracking.lastworkoutfit to "">> <<elseif _SGP_uniformTier eq 4>> <<set $tracking.lastworkoutfit to "">> <</if>> <<job "tutor">> <<if _SGP_uniformTier eq 1>> <<set $tracking.lastworkoutfit to "">> <<elseif _SGP_uniformTier eq 2>> <<set $tracking.lastworkoutfit to "">> <<elseif _SGP_uniformTier eq 3>> <<set $tracking.lastworkoutfit to "">> <<elseif _SGP_uniformTier eq 4>> <<set $tracking.lastworkoutfit to "">> <</if>> <</routes>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set _i to 0>> <<for _i lt 25>> <<set $tracking.kiss += _SGP_trackerKiss[_i]>> <<set $tracking.handjob += _SGP_trackerHandjob[_i]>> <<set $tracking.titjob += _SGP_trackerTitjob[_i]>> <<set $tracking.blowjob += _SGP_trackerBlowjob[_i]>> <<set $tracking.analsex += _SGP_trackerAnal[_i]>> <<set $tracking.frontsex += _SGP_trackerSex[_i]>> <<set $tracking.oralsex += _SGP_trackerOral[_i]>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $tracking.daycount -= 1>> <<set _SGP_daySetter to $tracking.daycount>> <<set _SGP_weekSetter to 1>> <<for _SGP_daySetter gte 8>> <<set _SGP_weekSetter += 1>> <<set _SGP_daySetter -= 7>> <</for>> <<switch _SGP_weekSetter>> <<case 1>> <<set $tracking.week to "One">><<set _SGP_gotoPasswordWeek to 1>> <<case 2>> <<set $tracking.week to "Two">><<set _SGP_gotoPasswordWeek to 2>> <<case 3>> <<set $tracking.week to "Three">><<set _SGP_gotoPasswordWeek to 3>> <<case 4>> <<set $tracking.week to "Four">><<set _SGP_gotoPasswordWeek to 4>> <<case 5>> <<set $tracking.week to "Five">><<set _SGP_gotoPasswordWeek to 5>> <<case 6>> <<set $tracking.week to "Six">><<set _SGP_gotoPasswordWeek to 6>> <<case 7>> <<set $tracking.week to "Seven">><<set _SGP_gotoPasswordWeek to 7>> <<case 8>> <<set $tracking.week to "Eight">><<set _SGP_gotoPasswordWeek to 8>> <<case 9>> <<set $tracking.week to "Nine">><<set _SGP_gotoPasswordWeek to 9>> <<case 10>> <<set $tracking.week to "Ten">><<set _SGP_gotoPasswordWeek to 10>> <<case 11>> <<set $tracking.week to "Eleven">><<set _SGP_gotoPasswordWeek to 11>> <<case 12>> <<set $tracking.week to "Twelve">><<set _SGP_gotoPasswordWeek to 12>> <</switch>> <<switch _SGP_daySetter>> <<case 1>> <<set $tracking.day to "Monday">><<set _SGP_gotoPasswordDay to "T">> <<case 2>> <<set $tracking.day to "Tuesday">><<set _SGP_gotoPasswordDay to "W">> <<case 3>> <<set $tracking.day to "Wednesday">><<set _SGP_gotoPasswordDay to "R">> <<case 4>> <<set $tracking.day to "Thursday">><<set _SGP_gotoPasswordDay to "F">> <<case 5>> <<set $tracking.day to "Friday">><<set _SGP_gotoPasswordDay to "Sat">> <<case 6>> <<set $tracking.day to "Saturday">><<set _SGP_gotoPasswordDay to "Sun">> <<case 7 0>> <<set $tracking.day to "Sunday">><<set _SGP_gotoPasswordWeek += 1>><<set _SGP_gotoPasswordDay to "M">> <</switch>> <<set _SGP_goto to "W" + _SGP_gotoPasswordWeek + _SGP_gotoPasswordDay>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<switch _SGP_pajamaCounter>> <<case 0>> <<set $tracking.pajamaoutfit to "morning">> <<case 1>> <<set $tracking.pajamaoutfit to "sasha_kitty">> <<case 2>> <<set $tracking.pajamaoutfit to "lisa_modest">> <<case 3>> <<set $tracking.pajamaoutfit to "sasha_naked">> <<case 4>> <<set $tracking.pajamaoutfit to "sasha_naughty">> <<case 5>> <<set $tracking.pajamaoutfit to "lisa_underwear">> <<case 6>> <<set $tracking.pajamaoutfit to "lisa_colorful">> <<case 7>> <<set $tracking.pajamaoutfit to "sasha_sleepover">> <<case 8>> <<set $tracking.pajamaoutfit to "lisa_pajama">> <</switch>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _SGP_pajamaMakeup>> <<switch $tracking.clothingset>> <<case "sasha">> <<set _SGP_pajamaMakeupName to "sasha_sleep">> <<default>> <<set _SGP_pajamaMakeupName to "sasha_sleep">> <</switch>> <<set $tracking.pajamamakeup to _SGP_pajamaMakeupName>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if $control.outfitblock>> <<if $tracking.daycount eq 35>> <<WearOutfit "custom_disnarcrystal">> <</if>> <<else>> <<WearPajama>> <<if def $current_outfit.femvalue>> <<set $fem -= $current_outfit.femvalue>> <</if>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if $tracking.daycount gte 44>> <<eWardrobe_ChangeOutfitSet>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if $tracking.jobtier eq 1 and $route.job eq "res" and $flag.nonpunctuality eq false and $tracking.daycount gte 40>> <<set $tracking.jobtier to 2>> <<else>> <<set $tracking.jobtier to 1>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if $tracking.frontsex or $flag.boobtf>> <<set $flag.tf to true>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if $tracking.clothingset eq "lisa" and $tracking.daycount gte 42>> <<set $flag.earrings to true>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- #################################################################################################### <<goto _SGP_goto>> <</if>><</silently>><<if _SGP_checksumValue neq _SGP_checksumControl>> <<print "Error: Invalid password string">> <<print _SGP_checksumValue>> <<print _SGP_checksumControl>><</if>><</widget>>

<<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## eWM_Startup ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget eWM_Startup>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set _eWM_startup to true>> <<if $control.location eq "DayStart">> <<set _gotoPassage to $eWardrobe.link>> <<set _gotoLocation to "DayStart">> <<else>> <<set _gotoPassage to passage()>> <<set _gotoLocation to $eWardrobe.link>> <</if>> <<set $eWardrobe.link to "">> --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set _eWM_availableCategory to [false, false, false, false, false, false, false, false, false, false]>> <<set _eWM_openCategory to [false, false, false, false, false, false, false, false, false, false]>> <<set _eWM_availableButton to [false, false, false, false, false, false, false, false, false, false]>> <<set _eWM_buttonScroll to [false, false, false, false, false, false, false, false, false, false]>> <<set _eWM_buttonOffset to [0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0]>> <<set _eWM_timer to [false, false, false, false, false, false, false, false, false, false]>> <<set _eWM_unlockedMakeup to [false, false, false, false, false]>> <<set _eWM_buttonText to ["", "", "", "", "", "", "", "", "", ""]>> <<set _eWM_buttonTextFrag to ["", "", "", "", "", "", "", "", "", ""]>> <<set _eWM_buttonPointer to ["", "", "", "", "", "", "", "", "", ""]>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set _eWM_hairWashCount to 0>> <<set _eWM_oralWashCount to 0>> <<set _eWM_faceWashCount to 0>> <<set _eWM_depilateCount to 0>> <<set _eWM_bodyWashCount to 0>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set _eWM_mode to $eWardrobe.mode>> <<set $eWardrobe.mode to "">> <<if _eWM_mode eq "prologue" or _eWM_mode eq "viewing">> <<set _eWM_tagList to [""]>> <<set _eWM_availableMenu to true>> <<set _i to 0>> <<for _i lt 10>> <<set _eWM_availableCategory[_i] to true>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <<if _eWM_mode eq "viewing">> <<set _eWM_availableWork to true>> <<set _eWM_availableCustom to false>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_availableWork to false>> <<set _eWM_availableCustom to true>> <</if>> <<set _eWM_location to 10>> <<if _eWM_mode eq "viewing">> <<set _eWM_originalOutfit to $current_outfit.id>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<else>> <<if _eWM_mode eq "rush">> <<set _eWM_rushCount to 3>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_rushCount to 0>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if $eWardrobe.custom>> <<set _eWM_customOutfit to $eWardrobe.custom>> <<set $eWardrobe.custom to "">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if $eWardrobe.tags.includes("makeup")>> <<set _eWM_availableMakeup to true>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_availableMakeup to false>> <</if>> <<if $eWardrobe.tags.includes("work")>> <<set _eWM_availableWork to true>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_availableWork to false>> <</if>> <<if $eWardrobe.tags.includes("custom")>> <<set _eWM_availableCustom to true>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_availableCustom to false>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if $eWardrobe.outfits[0]>> <<set _eWM_outfitList to clone($eWardrobe.outfits)>> <<set _eWM_tagList to [""]>> <<set $eWardrobe.outfits to []>> <<set _i to 0>> <<for _i lt 10>> <<set _eWM_availableCategory[_i] to false>> <<if $eWardrobe.categoryid[_i]>> <<set _pointer to $eWardrobe.categoryid[_i]>> <<print "<<set _pointer to $eWardrobe.category." + _pointer + ">>">> <<set _j to 0>> <<set _jlimit to 0>> <<for def _eWM_outfitList[_jlimit]>> <<set _jlimit += 1>> <</for>> <<for _j lt _jlimit>> <<if _pointer.includes(_eWM_outfitList[_j])>> <<set _eWM_availableCategory[_i] to true>> <<set _j to _jlimit>> <<else>> <<set _j += 1>> <</if>> <</for>> <<set _i += 1>> <<else>> <<set _i += 1>> <</if>> <</for>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_tagList to clone($eWardrobe.tags)>> <<set _eWM_outfitList to [""]>> <<set $eWardrobe.tags to []>> <<set _i to 0>> <<for _i lt 10>> <<if _i lt 5>> <<set _mpointer to $eWardrobe.category.makeup[_i]>> <<print "<<set _mpointer2 to $makeup." + _mpointer + ">>">> <<if def _mpointer2.reqtag>> <<set _eWM_unlockedMakeup[_i] to _eWM_tagList.includes[_mpointer2.reqtag]>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_unlockedMakeup[_i] to _eWM_availableMakeup>> <</if>> <</if>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _eWM_availableCategory[_i] to false>> <<if $eWardrobe.categoryid[_i]>> <<set _pointer to $eWardrobe.categoryid[_i]>> <<set _klimit to 0>> <<for def _eWM_tagList[_klimit]>> <<set _klimit += 1>> <</for>> <<set _j to 0>> <<for _j lt 10>> <<if _pointer>> <<print "<<set _pointer2 to $eWardrobe.category." + _pointer + "[" + _j + "]>>">> <<if _pointer2>> <<set _k to 0>> <<print "<<set _pointer3 to $outfit." + _pointer2 + ">>">> <<for _k lt _klimit>> <<if (_pointer3.category eq _eWM_tagList[_k]) or (_pointer3.tags.includes(_eWM_tagList[_k]))>> <<set _eWM_availableCategory[_i] to true>> <<if _pointer3.category eq _eWM_tagList[_k]>> <<set _eWM_openCategory[_i] to true>> <</if>> <<set _k to 10>> <<else>> <<set _k += 1>> <</if>> <</for>> <<else>> <<set _j to 10>> <</if>> <<set _j += 1>> <</if>> <</for>> <<set _i += 1>> <<else>> <<set _i += 1>> <</if>> <</for>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _eWM_mode eq "rush">> <<set _eWM_availableMakeup to false>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set _eWM_availableCount to 0>> <<set _i to 0>> <<for _i lt 10>> <<if _eWM_availableCategory[_i]>> <<set _eWM_availableCount += 1>> <</if>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <<if _eWM_availableMakeup>> <<set _eWM_availableCount += 1>> <</if>> <<if _eWM_availableWork>> <<set _eWM_availableCount += 2>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _eWM_availableCount gte 2>> <<set _eWM_availableMenu to true>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_availableMenu to false>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if _eWM_availableMenu>> <<set _eWM_location to 10>> <<elseif _eWM_availableWork>> <<set _eWM_location to 12>> <<elseif _eWM_availableMakeup>> <<set _eWM_location to 11>> <<elseif _eWM_availableCount eq 0>> <<set _eWM_location to 10>> <<else>> <<set _i to 0>> <<for _i lt 10>> <<if _eWM_availableCategory[_i]>> <<set _eWM_location to _i>> <<set _i to 10>> <<else>> <<set _i += 1>> <</if>> <</for>> <</if>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if $eWardrobe.restrictions[0]>> <<set _eWM_restrictionMode to true>> <<set _eWM_restrictions to clone($eWardrobe.restrictions)>> <<set _eWM_restrictionText to clone($eWardrobe.restrictionText)>> <<set $eWardrobe.restrictions to [""]>> <<set $eWardrobe.restrictionText to [""]>> <<set _i to 0>> <<for def _eWM_restrictions[_i]>> <<if ndef _eWM_restrictionText[_i]>> <<set _eWM_restrictionText.push("You can't wear this.")>> <</if>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_restrictionMode to false>> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if $eWardrobe.tags[0] eq "makeup" and ndef $eWardrobe.tags[1]>> <<ApplyMakeup "empty">> <<else>> <<WearOutfit "empty">> <<ApplyMakeup "empty">> <</if>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## eWM_LastActionCheck ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget eWM_LastActionCheck>><<silently>> <<switch _eWM_lastAction>> <<case "hairwash">> <<case "oralwash">> <<ApplyToothpaste>> <<case "bodywash">> <<if def $current_makeup.nolock>> <<set _makeup to either("routine_body_01", "routine_body_02", "routine_body_03", "routine_body_04")>> <<ApplyMakeup _makeup>> <</if>> <<case "depilate">> <<case "facewash">> <</switch>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## eWM_ComfortCheck ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget eWM_ComfortCheck>><<silently>> <<set _eWM_restrictionID to -1>> <<if def $current_outfit.reqcount>> <<set _eWM_outfitComfort to true>> <<set _i to 0>> <<set _ilimit to $current_outfit.reqcount>> <<for _i lt _ilimit>> <<switch $current_outfit.reqtype[_i]>> <<case "party">> <<if $flag.barnpartyatt eq false and $tracking.daycount lt 15>> <<set _eWM_outfitComfort to false>> <</if>> <<case "tf">> <<if $flag.tf eq false>> <<set _eWM_outfitComfort to false>> <</if>> <<case "breasts">> <<if $breastsize lt $current_outfit.reqval[_i]>> <<set _eWM_outfitComfort to false>> <</if>> <<case "fem">> <<if $fem lt $current_outfit.reqval[_i]>> <<set _eWM_outfitComfort to false>> <</if>> <<case "special">> <<if ndef $control.outfitunlock or $control.outfitunlock eq false>> <<set _eWM_outfitComfort to false>> <</if>> <</switch>> <<if _eWM_outfitComfort eq false>> <<set _eWM_discomfortID to _i>> <<set _i to _ilimit>> <<else>> <<set _i += 1>> <</if>> <</for>> <<if _eWM_outfitComfort eq true>> <<set _eWM_lastGoodOutfit to $current_outfit.id>> <</if>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_outfitComfort to true>> <<set _eWM_lastGoodOutfit to $current_outfit.id>> <</if>> <<if _eWM_outfitComfort and _eWM_restrictionMode>> <<set _ilimit to 0>> <<set _i to 0>> <<for def _eWM_restrictions[_ilimit]>> <<set _ilimit += 1>> <</for>> <<for _i lt _ilimit>> <<if $current_outfit.tags.includes(_eWM_restrictions[_i])>> <<set _eWM_restrictionID to _i>> <<set _i to _ilimit>> <<set _eWM_outfitComfort to false>> <</if>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <</if>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## eWM_AvailabilityCheck ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget eWM_AvailabilityCheck>><<silently>> <<set _i to 0>> <<if _eWM_location eq 12>> <<for _i lt 10>> <<if $eWardrobe.category.work[_i]>> <<set _eWM_availableButton[_i] to true>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_availableButton[_i] to false>> <</if>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <<elseif _eWM_location eq 11>> <<for _i lt 10>> <<if _i gte 5>> <<set _eWM_availableButton[_i] to true>> <<elseif _eWM_unlockedMakeup[_i]>> <<set _eWM_availableButton[_i] to true>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_availableButton[_i] to false>> <</if>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <<elseif _eWM_location eq 10>> <<for _i lt 10>> <<if _eWM_mode eq "prologue" or _eWM_mode eq "viewing">> <<if $eWardrobe.categoryid[_i]>> <<set _eWM_availableButton[_i] to true>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_availableButton[_i] to false>> <</if>> <<elseif _eWM_availableCategory[_i]>> <<set _eWM_availableButton[_i] to true>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_availableButton[_i] to false>> <</if>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <<elseif _eWM_mode neq "rush" or _eWM_rushCount>> <<if _eWM_mode eq "prologue">> <<for _i lt 10>> <<set _eWM_availableButton[_i] to false>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <<elseif _eWM_mode eq "viewing">> <<set _pointer to $eWardrobe.categoryid[_eWM_location]>> <<print "<<set _pointer2 to $eWardrobe.category." + _pointer + ">>">> <<for _i lt 10>> <<if _pointer2[_i]>> <<set _eWM_availableButton[_i] to true>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_availableButton[_i] to false>> <</if>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <<elseif _eWM_outfitList[0]>> <<set _pointer to $eWardrobe.categoryid[_eWM_location]>> <<for _i lt 10>> <<print "<<set _pointer2 to $eWardrobe.category." + _pointer + "[" + _i + "]>>">> <<if _pointer>> <<if _eWM_outfitList.includes(_pointer2)>> <<set _eWM_availableButton[_i] to true>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_availableButton[_i] to false>> <</if>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_availableButton[_i] to false>> <</if>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <<else>> <<if _eWM_openCategory[_eWM_location]>> <<set _pointer to $eWardrobe.categoryid[_eWM_location]>> <<for _i lt 10>> <<print "<<set _pointer2 to $eWardrobe.category." + _pointer + "[" + _i + "]>>">> <<if _pointer2>> <<set _eWM_availableButton[_i] to true>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_availableButton[_i] to false>> <</if>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <<else>> <<set _pointer to $eWardrobe.categoryid[_eWM_location]>> <<for _i lt 10>> <<print "<<set _pointer2 to $eWardrobe.category." + _pointer + "[" + _i + "]>>">> <<if _pointer2>> <<set _jlimit to 0>> <<for def _eWM_tagList[_jlimit]>> <<set _jlimit += 1>> <</for>> <<set _j to 0>> <<print "<<set _pointer3 to $outfit." + _pointer2 + ">>">> <<for _j lt _jlimit>> <<if _pointer3.tags.includes(_eWM_tagList[_j])>> <<set _eWM_availableButton[_i] to true>> <<set _j to _jlimit>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_availableButton[_i] to false>> <</if>> <<set _j += 1>> <</for>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_availableButton[_i] to false>> <</if>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## eWM_GreetingsDisplay ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget eWM_GreetingsDisplay>><<silently>> <<set _printtext to "">> <<set _printtext to "Welcome back, Sasha">> <<set _i to 0>> <<set _ilimit to _printtext.length>> <<for _i lt _ilimit>> <<if _printtext.substr(_i, 1) eq " ">> <<set _printtext to _printtext.substr(0, _i) + " " + _printtext.substr(_i + 1, _ilimit - _i)>> <</if>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <<for _printtext.length lt 49>> <<if _printtext.length lte 29>> <<set _printtext to " " + _printtext + " ">> <<elseif _printtext.length lte 41>> <<set _printtext to " " + _printtext + " ">> <<elseif _printtext.length lte 47>> <<set _printtext to " " + _printtext + " ">> <<else>> <<set _printtext to _printtext + " ">> <</if>> <</for>> <</silently>><<print _printtext>><</widget>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## eWM_CategoryDisplay ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget eWM_CategoryDisplay>><<silently>> <<set _printtext to "">> <<if _eWM_location eq 10>> <<set _printtext to "Main menu">> <<elseif _eWM_location eq 11>> <<set _printtext to "Routines">> <<elseif _eWM_location eq 12>> <<set _printtext to "Work outfits">> <<else>> <<set _printtext to $eWardrobe.categoryname[_eWM_location]>> <</if>> <<set _i to 0>> <<set _ilimit to _printtext.length>> <<for _i lt _ilimit>> <<if _printtext.substr(_i, 1) eq " ">> <<set _printtext to _printtext.substr(0, _i) + " " + _printtext.substr(_i + 1, _ilimit - _i)>> <</if>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <<for _printtext.length lt 49>> <<if _printtext.length lte 29>> <<set _printtext to " " + _printtext + " ">> <<elseif _printtext.length lte 41>> <<set _printtext to " " + _printtext + " ">> <<elseif _printtext.length lte 47>> <<set _printtext to " " + _printtext + " ">> <<else>> <<set _printtext to _printtext + " ">> <</if>> <</for>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<if $eWardrobe.categoryrename[_eWM_location]>> <<set _printtext2 to $eWardrobe.categoryname[_eWM_location]>> <<set _i to 0>> <<set _ilimit to _printtext2.length>> <<for _i lt _ilimit>> <<if _printtext2.substr(_i, 1) eq " ">> <<set _printtext2 to _printtext2.substr(0, _i) + " " + _printtext2.substr(_i + 1, _ilimit - _i)>> <</if>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <<for _printtext2.length lt 49>> <<if _printtext2.length lte 29>> <<set _printtext2 to " " + _printtext2 + " ">> <<elseif _printtext2.length lte 41>> <<set _printtext2 to " " + _printtext2 + " ">> <<elseif _printtext2.length lte 47>> <<set _printtext2 to " " + _printtext2 + " ">> <<else>> <<set _printtext2 to _printtext2 + " ">> <</if>> <</for>> <<set _rand to random(4000, 7000)>> <<set _categorytimer to _rand + "ms">> <</if>> <</silently>><<if $eWardrobe.categoryrename[_eWM_location]>><<print _printtext>><<timed _categorytimer>><<replace #eWM_category>><<print _printtext2>><</replace>><</timed>><<else>><<print _printtext>><</if>><</widget>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## eWM_ButtonNormal "arg" ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget eWM_ButtonNormal>><<silently>> <<if _eWM_location eq 10>> <<set _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]] to $eWardrobe.categoryname[$args[0]]>> <<elseif _eWM_location eq 11>> <<if $args[0] gte 5>> <<set _eWM_buttonPointer[$args[0]] to $eWardrobe.category.routines[$args[0]-5]>> <<if _eWM_buttonPointer[$args[0]]>> <<print "<<set _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]] to $routine." + _eWM_buttonPointer[$args[0]] + ".buttontext>>">> <<else>> <<set _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]] to " ">> <</if>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_buttonPointer[$args[0]] to $eWardrobe.category.makeup[$args[0]]>> <<if _eWM_buttonPointer[$args[0]]>> <<print "<<set _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]] to $makeup." + _eWM_buttonPointer[$args[0]] + ".buttontext>>">> <<else>> <<set _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]] to " ">> <</if>> <</if>> <<elseif _eWM_location eq 12>> <<set _eWM_buttonPointer[$args[0]] to $eWardrobe.category.work[$args[0]]>> <<if _eWM_buttonPointer[$args[0]]>> <<print "<<set _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]] to $outfit." + _eWM_buttonPointer[$args[0]] + ".buttontext>>">> <<else>> <<set _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]] to " ">> <</if>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_buttonPointer[$args[0]] to $eWardrobe.categoryid[_eWM_location]>> <<print "<<set _eWM_buttonPointer[$args[0]] to $eWardrobe.category." + _eWM_buttonPointer[$args[0]] + "[" + $args[0] + "]>>">> <<if _eWM_buttonPointer[$args[0]]>> <<print "<<set _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]] to $outfit." + _eWM_buttonPointer[$args[0]] + ".buttontext>>">> <<else>> <<set _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]] to " ">> <</if>> <</if>> <<if _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]].length gte 25>> <<if _eWM_availableButton[$args[0]]>> <<set _eWM_buttonScroll[$args[0]] to true>> <<set _eWM_buttonOffset[$args[0]] to -20>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_buttonScroll[$args[0]] to false>> <<set _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]] to _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]].substr(0, 21) + "...">> <</if>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_buttonScroll[$args[0]] to false>> <</if>> <<set _i to 0>> <<set _ilimit to _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]].length>> <<for _i lt _ilimit>> <<if _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]].substr(_i, 1) eq " ">> <<set _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]] to _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]].substr(0, _i) + " " + _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]].substr(_i + 1, _ilimit - _i)>> <</if>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <<for _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]].length lt 24>> <<if _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]].length lte 16>> <<set _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]] to " " + _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]] + " ">> <<elseif _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]].length lte 22>> <<set _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]] to " " + _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]] + " ">> <<else>> <<set _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]] to _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]] + " ">> <</if>> <</for>> <<if _eWM_buttonScroll[$args[0]]>> <<set _eWM_buttonTextFrag[$args[0]] to _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]].substr(0, 24)>> <<if _eWM_timer[$args[0]] eq false>> <<set _eWM_timer[$args[0]] to true>> <<repeat 150ms>> <<if _eWM_buttonOffset[$args[0]] eq _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]].length>> <<set _eWM_buttonOffset[$args[0]] to -20>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_buttonOffset[$args[0]] += 1>> <</if>> <<if _eWM_buttonOffset[$args[0]] gte (_eWM_buttonText[$args[0]].length - 22)>> <<set _eWM_buttonTextFrag[$args[0]] to _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]].substr(_eWM_buttonText[$args[0]].length - 24, 24)>> <<elseif _eWM_buttonOffset[$args[0]] lt 0>> <<set _eWM_buttonTextFrag[$args[0]] to _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]].substr(0, 24)>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_buttonTextFrag[$args[0]] to _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]].substr(_eWM_buttonOffset[$args[0]], 24)>> <</if>> <<if _eWM_buttonOffset[$args[0]] eq -20 or (_eWM_buttonOffset[$args[0]] gte 0 and _eWM_buttonOffset[$args[0]] lt (_eWM_buttonText[$args[0]].length - 23))>> <<switch $args[0]>> <<case 0>><<replace #eWM_button0>><<link _eWM_buttonTextFrag[$args[0]]>><<set _eWM_linkPointer to $eWardrobe.categoryid[_eWM_location]>> <<print "<<set _eWM_linkPointer to $eWardrobe.category." + _eWM_linkPointer + "[" + 0 + "]>>">><<eWM_ButtonNormalClick -1>><</link>><</replace>> <<case 1>><<replace #eWM_button1>><<link _eWM_buttonTextFrag[$args[0]]>><<set _eWM_linkPointer to $eWardrobe.categoryid[_eWM_location]>> <<print "<<set _eWM_linkPointer to $eWardrobe.category." + _eWM_linkPointer + "[" + 1 + "]>>">><<eWM_ButtonNormalClick -1>><</link>><</replace>> <<case 2>><<replace #eWM_button2>><<link _eWM_buttonTextFrag[$args[0]]>><<set _eWM_linkPointer to $eWardrobe.categoryid[_eWM_location]>> <<print "<<set _eWM_linkPointer to $eWardrobe.category." + _eWM_linkPointer + "[" + 2 + "]>>">><<eWM_ButtonNormalClick -1>><</link>><</replace>> <<case 3>><<replace #eWM_button3>><<link _eWM_buttonTextFrag[$args[0]]>><<set _eWM_linkPointer to $eWardrobe.categoryid[_eWM_location]>> <<print "<<set _eWM_linkPointer to $eWardrobe.category." + _eWM_linkPointer + "[" + 3 + "]>>">><<eWM_ButtonNormalClick -1>><</link>><</replace>> <<case 4>><<replace #eWM_button4>><<link _eWM_buttonTextFrag[$args[0]]>><<set _eWM_linkPointer to $eWardrobe.categoryid[_eWM_location]>> <<print "<<set _eWM_linkPointer to $eWardrobe.category." + _eWM_linkPointer + "[" + 4 + "]>>">><<eWM_ButtonNormalClick -1>><</link>><</replace>> <<case 5>><<replace #eWM_button5>><<link _eWM_buttonTextFrag[$args[0]]>><<set _eWM_linkPointer to $eWardrobe.categoryid[_eWM_location]>> <<print "<<set _eWM_linkPointer to $eWardrobe.category." + _eWM_linkPointer + "[" + 5 + "]>>">><<eWM_ButtonNormalClick -1>><</link>><</replace>> <<case 6>><<replace #eWM_button6>><<link _eWM_buttonTextFrag[$args[0]]>><<set _eWM_linkPointer to $eWardrobe.categoryid[_eWM_location]>> <<print "<<set _eWM_linkPointer to $eWardrobe.category." + _eWM_linkPointer + "[" + 6 + "]>>">><<eWM_ButtonNormalClick -1>><</link>><</replace>> <<case 7>><<replace #eWM_button7>><<link _eWM_buttonTextFrag[$args[0]]>><<set _eWM_linkPointer to $eWardrobe.categoryid[_eWM_location]>> <<print "<<set _eWM_linkPointer to $eWardrobe.category." + _eWM_linkPointer + "[" + 7 + "]>>">><<eWM_ButtonNormalClick -1>><</link>><</replace>> <<case 8>><<replace #eWM_button8>><<link _eWM_buttonTextFrag[$args[0]]>><<set _eWM_linkPointer to $eWardrobe.categoryid[_eWM_location]>> <<print "<<set _eWM_linkPointer to $eWardrobe.category." + _eWM_linkPointer + "[" + 8 + "]>>">><<eWM_ButtonNormalClick -1>><</link>><</replace>> <<case 9>><<replace #eWM_button9>><<link _eWM_buttonTextFrag[$args[0]]>><<set _eWM_linkPointer to $eWardrobe.categoryid[_eWM_location]>> <<print "<<set _eWM_linkPointer to $eWardrobe.category." + _eWM_linkPointer + "[" + 9 + "]>>">><<eWM_ButtonNormalClick -1>><</link>><</replace>> <</switch>> <</if>> <</repeat>> <</if>> <</if>> <</silently>><><<if _eWM_availableButton[$args[0]]>><<if _eWM_buttonScroll[$args[0]]>><<switch $args[0]>> <<case 0>><<link _eWM_buttonTextFrag[$args[0]]>><<eWM_ButtonNormalClick $args[0]>><</link>>\ <<case 1>><<link _eWM_buttonTextFrag[$args[0]]>><<eWM_ButtonNormalClick $args[0]>><</link>>\ <<case 2>><<link _eWM_buttonTextFrag[$args[0]]>><<eWM_ButtonNormalClick $args[0]>><</link>>\ <<case 3>><<link _eWM_buttonTextFrag[$args[0]]>><<eWM_ButtonNormalClick $args[0]>><</link>>\ <<case 4>><<link _eWM_buttonTextFrag[$args[0]]>><<eWM_ButtonNormalClick $args[0]>><</link>>\ <<case 5>><<link _eWM_buttonTextFrag[$args[0]]>><<eWM_ButtonNormalClick $args[0]>><</link>>\ <<case 6>><<link _eWM_buttonTextFrag[$args[0]]>><<eWM_ButtonNormalClick $args[0]>><</link>>\ <<case 7>><<link _eWM_buttonTextFrag[$args[0]]>><<eWM_ButtonNormalClick $args[0]>><</link>>\ <<case 8>><<link _eWM_buttonTextFrag[$args[0]]>><<eWM_ButtonNormalClick $args[0]>><</link>>\ <<case 9>><<link _eWM_buttonTextFrag[$args[0]]>><<eWM_ButtonNormalClick $args[0]>><</link>>\ <</switch>><<else>><<link _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]]>><<eWM_ButtonNormalClick $args[0]>><</link>><</if>><<else>><<print _eWM_buttonText[$args[0]]>><</if>><><</widget>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## eWM_ButtonRoutines ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget eWM_ButtonRoutines>><<silently>> <<set _buttontext to " Routines ">> <</silently>><><<if _eWM_availableMenu and _eWM_location neq 11 and _eWM_mode neq "rush">><<link _buttontext>><<timed _delaytime>><<set _eWM_location to 11>><<replace #eWM_display>><<include "eWardrobeMenu passage">><</replace>><</timed>><</link>><<else>><<print _buttontext>><</if>><><</widget>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## eWM_ButtonWork ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget eWM_ButtonWork>><<silently>> <<set _buttontext to " Work outfits ">> <</silently>><><<if _eWM_availableWork and _eWM_location neq 12>><<link _buttontext>><<timed _delaytime>><<set _eWM_location to 12>><<replace #eWM_display>><<include "eWardrobeMenu passage">><</replace>><</timed>><</link>><<else>><<print _buttontext>><</if>><><</widget>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## eWM_ButtonBack ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget eWM_ButtonBack>><<silently>> <<set _errorcode to 0>> <<if ndef $args[0]>> <<set _errorcode to 1>> <<else>> <<if $args[0] eq "top">> <<set _buttontext to " Go back ">> <<elseif $args[0] eq "bottom">> <<set _buttontext to " to menu ">> <</if>> <</if>> <<if _eWM_availableMenu and _eWM_location neq 10>> <<set _eWM_availableButtonBack to true>> <<else>> <<set _eWM_availableButtonBack to false>> <</if>> <</silently>><><<if _errorcode>>eWardrobe_ButtonBack widget error: <<switch _errorcode>> <<case 1>>Argument required <</switch>><<else>><<if _eWM_availableButtonBack>><<link _buttontext>><<timed _delaytime>><<set _eWM_location to 10>><<replace #eWM_display>><<include "eWardrobeMenu passage">><</replace>><</timed>><</link>><<else>><<print _buttontext>><</if>><</if>><><</widget>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## eWM_ButtonCustom ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget eWM_ButtonCustom>><<silently>> <<set _errorcode to 0>> <<if ndef $args[0]>> <<set _errorcode to 1>> <<else>> <<if $args[0] eq "top">> <<if _eWM_customOutfit>> <<set _buttontext to " Imported ">> <<else>> <<set _buttontext to " Build ">> <</if>> <<elseif $args[0] eq "bottom">> <<if _eWM_customOutfit>> <<set _buttontext to " outfit ">> <<else>> <<set _buttontext to " your outfit ">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <</silently>><><<if _errorcode>>eWardrobe_ButtonCustom widget error: <<switch _errorcode>> <<case 1>>Argument required <</switch>><<else>><<if _eWM_availableCustom>><<link _buttontext>><<timed _delaytime>><<if _eWM_customOutfit>><<WearOutfit _eWM_customOutfit>><<set _eWM_lastAction to "outfit">><<replace #eWM_display>><<include "eWardrobeMenu passage">><</replace>><<else>><<eWM_GoTo>><</if>><</timed>><</link>><<else>><<print _buttontext>><</if>><</if>><><</widget>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## eWM_ButtonNormalClick ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget eWM_ButtonNormalClick>><<silently>> <<if _eWM_location eq 10>> <<set _eWM_location to $args[0]>> <<elseif _eWM_location eq 11>> <<if $args[0] gte 5>> <<switch $eWardrobe.category.routines[$args[0] - 5]>> <<case "hairwash">> <<set _eWM_hairWashCount += 1>> <<case "oralwash">> <<set _eWM_oralWashCount += 1>> <<case "bodywash">> <<set _eWM_bodyWashCount += 1>> <<case "depilate">> <<set _eWM_depilateCount += 1>> <<case "facewash">> <<set _eWM_faceWashCount += 1>> <</switch>> <<set _pointer to $eWardrobe.category.routines[$args[0] - 5]>> <<print "<<set _pointer to $routine." + _pointer + ">>">> <<if def _pointer.increment>> <<set _pointer to _pointer.increment>> <<print "<<set " + _pointer + "+= 1>>">> <</if>> <<set _eWM_lastAction to $eWardrobe.category.routines[$args[0] - 5]>> <<else>> <<ApplyMakeup $eWardrobe.category.makeup[$args[0]]>> <<set _eWM_lastAction to "makeup">> <</if>> <<elseif _eWM_location eq 12>> <<WearOutfit $eWardrobe.category.work[$args[0]]>> <<ChooseEarrings>> <<set _eWM_lastAction to "outfit">> <<else>> <<if $args[0] eq -1>> <<WearOutfit _eWM_linkPointer>> <<else>> <<WearOutfit _eWM_buttonPointer[$args[0]]>> <</if>> <<ChooseEarrings>> <<set _eWM_lastAction to "outfit">> <</if>> <<if _eWM_mode eq "rush">> <<set _eWM_rushCount -= 1>> <</if>> <</silently>><<timed _delaytime>><<replace #eWM_display>><<include "eWardrobeMenu passage">><</replace>><</timed>><</widget>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## eWM_continueButton ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget eWM_continueButton>><<silently>> <</silently>><<link "Continue">> <<if _eWM_hairWashCount>> <<set $tracking.hairwashcount += 1>> <</if>> <<if _eWM_faceWashCount>> <<set $tracking.facewashcount += 1>> <</if>> <<if _eWM_depilateCount>> <<set $tracking.depilatecount += 1>> <</if>> <<if _eWM_tagList[0] eq "work" and ndef _eWM_tagList[1]>> <<set $tracking.lastworkoutfit to $current_outfit.id>> <</if>> <<if $current_outfit.category eq "sleepwear">> <<set $tracking.pajamaoutfit to $current_outfit.id>> <</if>> <<RateOutfit>> <<set _routinecount to 0>> <<if _eWM_hairWashCount>><<set _routinecount += 1>><</if>> <<if _eWM_oralWashCount>><<set _routinecount += 1>><</if>> <<if _eWM_faceWashCount>><<set _routinecount += 1>><</if>> <<if _eWM_depilateCount>><<set _routinecount += 1>><</if>> <<if _eWM_bodyWashCount>><<set _routinecount += 1>><</if>> <<if _routinecount gte 3>> <<AddFem 1>> <</if>> <<set $control.location to _gotoLocation>> <<goto _gotoPassage>> <</link>><</widget>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## eWM_displayPrologue ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget eWM_displayPrologue>><<silently>> <<set _rand2 to _rand + random(1200, 2000)>> <<set _noticetime to _rand2 + "ms">> <</silently>><> <<if $eWardrobe.categoryid[_eWM_location] eq "school">>You dislike the sound of all of these outfits. Whatever Sasha wore to school, you don't want to be trying it on. You decide to look at something else. <<elseif $eWardrobe.categoryid[_eWM_location] eq "workout">>Workout clothes had sounded good, but you're suspicious of all of these, even the "Starbucks" one. You decide to look at something else. <<elseif $eWardrobe.categoryid[_eWM_location] eq "sleepwear">>Holy shit, you can't wear anything named "Daddy's Little Girl." The fact that you're related to Sasha makes it feel even worse. You decide to try looking for a better option. <<elseif $eWardrobe.categoryid[_eWM_location] eq "casual">>You don't think these sound too terrible, if somewhat generic. But whatever a teen girl would wear to the mall or around her family is way too feminine for you. You decide to look at something else. <<elseif $eWardrobe.categoryid[_eWM_location] eq "classy">>You reread the options twice, but absolutely none of them sound even remotely appealing. You decide to look at something else. <<elseif $eWardrobe.categoryid[_eWM_location] eq "party">>This must have been Sasha's secret "drunk party girl" category, you decide. There's no chance you'll want to wear any of this. You decide to reexamine your other choices./* */<</if>>/* */<<if $eWardrobe.categoryrename[_eWM_location]>>/* */<<timed _noticetime>>/* */ /* */ /* */Weirdly, some time after the screen changes the category name to <<print $eWardrobe.categoryrename[_eWM_location]>>./* */<</timed>>/* */<</if>>/* */<><</widget>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## eWM_displayRoutines ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget eWM_displayRoutines>><<silently>> <</silently>><>/* */<<if _eWM_lastAction eq "hairwash">>You do a full hair treatment, though it takes extra time while your hair conditions. Afterward your hair looks fuller and glossier. <<elseif _eWM_lastAction eq "oralwash">>You go through a complete oral hygiene treatment, including brushing, scraping, flossing and gargling. By the end your mouth is <<if $appearance.toothpaste eq "mint">>minty<<elseif $appearance.toothpaste eq "strawberries">>fruity<<elseif $appearance.toothpaste eq "licorice">>herbal<<elseif $appearance.toothpaste eq "fennel">>herbal<<elseif $appearance.toothpaste eq "cinnamon">>spice<</if>> fresh. <<elseif _eWM_lastAction eq "facewash">>Multiple products are rubbed and scrubbed onto your face. Your skin glows when it's over, and your pores look better than ever. <<elseif _eWM_lastAction eq "depilate">>The eWardrobe treats your body hair, and when it's done you're totally hairless from then neck down. <<elseif _eWM_lastAction eq "bodywash">>You wash everywhere, making sure that your body is perfectly clean before you stop. <</if>> /* -------------------------------------------------- */ <<set _routinecount to 0>> <<if _eWM_hairWashCount>><<set _routinecount += 1>><</if>> <<if _eWM_oralWashCount>><<set _routinecount += 1>><</if>> <<if _eWM_faceWashCount>><<set _routinecount += 1>><</if>> <<if _eWM_depilateCount>><<set _routinecount += 1>><</if>> <<if _eWM_bodyWashCount>><<set _routinecount += 1>><</if>> /* -------------------------------------------------- */ <<if _eWM_lastAction neq "hairwash" and _eWM_lastAction neq "oralwash" and _eWM_lastAction neq "facewash" and _eWM_lastAction neq "depilate" and _eWM_lastAction neq "bodywash" >> <<if _routinecount gte 1>> <<if _eWM_hairWashCount>><<set _routine1 to "hairwash">> <<elseif _eWM_oralWashCount>><<set _routine1 to "oralwash">> <<elseif _eWM_faceWashCount>><<set _routine1 to "facewash">> <<elseif _eWM_depilateCount>><<set _routine1 to "depilate">> <<else>><<set _routine1 to "bodywash">> <</if>> <</if>> <<if _routinecount gte 2>> <<if _eWM_oralWashCount and _routine1 neq "oralwash">><<set _routine2 to "oralwash">> <<elseif _eWM_faceWashCount and _routine1 neq "facewash">><<set _routine2 to "facewash">> <<elseif _eWM_depilateCount and _routine1 neq "depilate">><<set _routine2 to "depilate">> <<else>><<set _routine2 to "bodywash">> <</if>> <</if>> <<if _routinecount gte 3>> <<if _eWM_faceWashCount and _routine1 neq "facewash" and _routine2 neq "facewash">><<set _routine3 to "facewash">> <<elseif _eWM_depilateCount and _routine1 neq "depilate" and _routine2 neq "depilate">><<set _routine3 to "depilate">> <<else>><<set _routine3 to "bodywash">> <</if>> <</if>> <<if _routinecount gte 4>> <<if _eWM_depilateCount and _routine1 neq "depilate" and _routine2 neq "depilate" and _routine3 neq "depilate">><<set _routine4 to "depilate">> <<else>><<set _routine4 to "bodywash">> <</if>> <</if>> <<if _routinecount gte 5>> <<set _routine5 to "bodywash">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if _routinecount gte 2>> <<if _eWM_hairWashCount and _eWM_lastAction neq "hairwash">><<set _routine2 to "hairwash">> <<elseif _eWM_oralWashCount and _eWM_lastAction neq "oralwash">><<set _routine2 to "oralwash">> <<elseif _eWM_faceWashCount and _eWM_lastAction neq "facewash">><<set _routine2 to "facewash">> <<elseif _eWM_depilateCount and _eWM_lastAction neq "depilate">><<set _routine2 to "depilate">> <<else>><<set _routine2 to "bodywash">> <</if>> <</if>> <<if _routinecount gte 3>> <<if _eWM_oralWashCount and _eWM_lastAction neq "oralwash" and _routine2 neq "oralwash">><<set _routine3 to "oralwash">> <<elseif _eWM_faceWashCount and _eWM_lastAction neq "facewash" and _routine2 neq "facewash">><<set _routine3 to "facewash">> <<elseif _eWM_depilateCount and _eWM_lastAction neq "depilate" and _routine2 neq "depilate">><<set _routine3 to "depilate">> <<else>><<set _routine3 to "bodywash">> <</if>> <</if>> <<if _routinecount gte 4>> <<if _eWM_faceWashCount and _eWM_lastAction neq "facewash" and _routine2 neq "facewash" and _routine3 neq "facewash">><<set _routine4 to "facewash">> <<elseif _eWM_depilateCount and _eWM_lastAction neq "depilate" and _routine2 neq "depilate" and _routine3 neq "depilate">><<set _routine4 to "depilate">> <<else>><<set _routine4 to "bodywash">> <</if>> <</if>> <<if _routinecount gte 5>> <<if _eWM_depilateCount and _eWM_lastAction neq "depilate" and _routine2 neq "depilate" and _routine3 neq "depilate" and _routine4 neq "depilate">><<set _routine5 to "depilate">> <<else>><<set _routine5 to "bodywash">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> /* -------------------------------------------------- */ <<if _routinecount gte 1>>/* */<<if def _routine1>>/* */<<if _routine1 eq "hairwash">>You've done a full hair treatment, though it took extra time while your hair conditions. Now your hair looks fuller and glossier. <<elseif _routine1 eq "oralwash">>You've gone through a complete oral hygiene treatment, including brushing, scraping, flossing and gargling. Now your mouth is <<if $appearance.toothpaste eq "mint">>minty<<elseif $appearance.toothpaste eq "strawberries">>fruity<<elseif $appearance.toothpaste eq "licorice">>herbal<<elseif $appearance.toothpaste eq "fennel">>herbal<<elseif $appearance.toothpaste eq "cinnamon">>spice<</if>> fresh. <<elseif _routine1 eq "facewash">>Multiple products have been rubbed and scrubbed onto your face. Your skin glows now, and your pores look better than ever. <<elseif _routine1 eq "depilate">>The eWardrobe has treated your body hair, and now you're totally hairless from then neck down. <<elseif _routine1 eq "bodywash">>You've washed everywhere, making sure that your body is perfectly clean. <</if>> <</if>> <</if>>/* */<<if _routinecount gte 2>>/* */<<if _routine2 eq "hairwash">> You've done a full hair treatment as well, though it took extra time while your hair conditions. Now your hair looks fuller and glossier. <<elseif _routine2 eq "oralwash">> Then, you've gone through a complete oral hygiene treatment, including brushing, scraping, flossing and gargling. Now your mouth is <<if $appearance.toothpaste eq "mint">>minty<<elseif $appearance.toothpaste eq "strawberries">>fruity<<elseif $appearance.toothpaste eq "licorice">>herbal<<elseif $appearance.toothpaste eq "fennel">>herbal<<elseif $appearance.toothpaste eq "cinnamon">>spice<</if>> fresh. <<elseif _routine2 eq "facewash">> Multiple products have been rubbed and scrubbed onto your face. Your skin glows now, and your pores look better than ever. <<elseif _routine2 eq "depilate">> The eWardrobe has treated your body hair too, and now you're totally hairless from then neck down. <<elseif _routine2 eq "bodywash">> You've washed everywhere, making sure that your body is perfectly clean. <</if>> <</if>>/* */<<if _routinecount gte 3>>/* */<<if _routine3 eq "oralwash">> Then, you've gone through a complete oral hygiene treatment, including brushing, scraping, flossing and gargling. Now your mouth is <<if $appearance.toothpaste eq "mint">>minty<<elseif $appearance.toothpaste eq "strawberries">>fruity<<elseif $appearance.toothpaste eq "licorice">>herbal<<elseif $appearance.toothpaste eq "fennel">>herbal<<elseif $appearance.toothpaste eq "cinnamon">>spice<</if>> fresh. <<elseif _routine3 eq "facewash">> Multiple products have been rubbed and scrubbed onto your face. Your skin glows now, and your pores look better than ever. <<elseif _routine3 eq "depilate">> The eWardrobe has treated your body hair too, and now you're totally hairless from then neck down. <<elseif _routine3 eq "bodywash">> You've washed everywhere, making sure that your body is perfectly clean. <</if>> <</if>>/* */<<if _routinecount gte 4>>/* */<<if _routine4 eq "facewash">> Multiple products have been rubbed and scrubbed onto your face. Your skin glows now, and your pores look better than ever. <<elseif _routine4 eq "depilate">> The eWardrobe has treated your body hair too, and now you're totally hairless from then neck down. <<elseif _routine4 eq "bodywash">> You've washed everywhere, making sure that your body is perfectly clean. <</if>> <</if>>/* */<<if _routinecount gte 5>>/* */<<if _routine5 eq "depilate">> The eWardrobe has treated your body hair too, and now you're totally hairless from then neck down. <<elseif _routine5 eq "bodywash">> You've washed everywhere, making sure that your body is perfectly clean. <</if>>/* */<</if>><><</widget>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## eWM_WorkShortcut ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget eWM_WorkShortcut>><<silently>> <<set _linktext to "Go with what you wore ">> <<set _linkvar to either(1, 1, 1, 2, 3)>> <<if _linkvar eq 1>> <<set _linktext += "the last time.">> <<elseif _linkvar eq 2>> <<switch $tracking.day>> <<case "Monday">> <<set _linktext += "last week.">> <<case "Tuesday" "Wednesday" "Thursday" "Friday" "Saturday">> <<set _linktext += "yesterday.">> <<case "Sunday">> <<set _linktext += "on Friday.">> <</switch>> <<elseif _linkvar eq 3>> <<switch $tracking.day>> <<case "Monday" "Saturday" "Sunday">> <<set _linktext += "on Friday.">> <<case "Tuesday">> <<set _linktext += "on Monday.">> <<case "Wednesday">> <<set _linktext += "on Tuesday.">> <<case "Thursday">> <<set _linktext += "on Wednesday.">> <<case "Friday">> <<set _linktext += "on Thursday.">> <</switch>> <</if>> <</silently>><<link _linktext>> <<if _eWM_hairWashCount>> <<set $tracking.hairwashcount += 1>> <</if>> <<if _eWM_faceWashCount>> <<set $tracking.facewashcount += 1>> <</if>> <<if _eWM_depilateCount>> <<set $tracking.depilatecount += 1>> <</if>> <<WearOutfit $tracking.lastworkoutfit>> <<RateOutfit>> <<ChooseEarrings>> <<set $control.location to _gotoLocation>> <<goto _gotoPassage>> <</link>><</widget>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## eWM_GoTo ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget eWM_GoTo>><<silently>> <</silently>><<set $control.location to _gotoLocation>><<goto _gotoPassage>><</widget>>

<<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## eWardrobe_AddCategory "id" "name" "rename" ## ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget eWardrobe_AddCategory>><<silently>> <<if $eWardrobe.categoryid[9]>> <<set _errorcode to 1>> <<elseif ndef $args[1]>> <<set _errorcode to 2>> <<elseif $eWardrobe.categoryid.includes($args[0])>> <<set _errorcode to 3>> <<elseif $eWardrobe.categoryname.includes($args[1])>> <<set _errorcode to 4>> <<elseif $args[0].includes(" ")>> <<set _errorcode to 5>> <<else>> <<set _errorcode to 0>> <<set _categorycounter to 0>> <<for $eWardrobe.categoryid[_categorycounter]>> <<set _categorycounter += 1>> <</for>> <<set $eWardrobe.categoryid[_categorycounter] to $args[0]>> <<set $eWardrobe.categoryname[_categorycounter] to $args[1]>> <<if def $args[2]>> <<set $eWardrobe.categoryrename[_categorycounter] to $args[2]>> <<else>> <<set $eWardrobe.categoryrename[_categorycounter] to "">> <</if>> <<print "<<set $eWardrobe.category." + $args[0] + " to ['', '', '', '', '', '', '', '', '', '']>>">> <</if>> <</silently>><><<if _errorcode>>eWardrobe_AddCategory widget error: <<switch _errorcode>> <<case 1>>10 categories present, impossible to add more. <<case 2>>two arguments (category id, category name) required. <<case 3>>duplicate category id. <<case 4>>duplicate category name. <<case 5>>category id cannot contain spaces. <</switch>><</if>><><</widget>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## eWardrobe_EmptyCategory "id" ## ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget eWardrobe_EmptyCategory>><<silently>> <<if ndef $args[0]>> <<set _errorcode to 1>> <<elseif $eWardrobe.categoryid.includes($args[0])>> <<set _errorcode to 0>> <<if $args[0] eq "makeup" or $args[0] eq "routine">> <<print "<<set $eWardrobe.category." + $args[0] + " to ['', '', '', '', '']>>">> <<else>> <<print "<<set $eWardrobe.category." + $args[0] + " to ['', '', '', '', '', '', '', '', '', '']>>">> <</if>> <<else>> <<set _errorcode to 2>> <</if>> <</silently>><><<if _errorcode>>eWardrobe_EmptyCategory widget error: <<switch _errorcode>> <<case 1>>argument (category id) required. <<case 2>>no category with given id. <</switch>><</if>><><</widget>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## eWardrobe_RemoveCategory "id" ## ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget eWardrobe_RemoveCategory>><<silently>> <<if ndef $args[0]>> <<set _errorcode to 1>> <<elseif $eWardrobe.categoryid.includes($args[0])>> <<set _errorcode to 0>> <<set _categorycounter to 1>> <<for $eWardrobe.categoryid[_categorycounter]>> <<set _categorycounter += 1>> <</for>> <<set _categoryfinder to 0>> <<set _i to 0>> <<for _i lt _categorycounter>> <<if $args[0] eq $eWardrobe.categoryid[_i]>> <<set _categoryfinder to _i>> <<set _i to _categorycounter>> <</if>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <<print "<<set delete $eWardrobe.category." + $args[0] + ">>">> <<set $eWardrobe.categoryid.deleteAt(_categoryfinder)>> <<set $eWardrobe.categoryname.deleteAt(_categoryfinder)>> <<set $eWardrobe.categoryrename.deleteAt(_categoryfinder)>> <<set $eWardrobe.categoryid.push("")>> <<set $eWardrobe.categoryname.push("")>> <<set $eWardrobe.categoryrename.push("")>> <<else>> <<set _errorcode to 2>> <</if>> <</silently>><><<if _errorcode>>eWardrobe_RemoveCategory widget error: <<switch _errorcode>> <<case 1>>argument (category id) required. <<case 2>>no category with given id. <</switch>><</if>><><</widget>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## eWardrobe_ShuffleMenu ## ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget eWardrobe_ShuffleMenu>><<silently>> <<set _categorylimit to 0>> <<for $eWardrobe.categoryid[_categorylimit]>> <<set _categorylimit += 1>> <<set _shufflearray[_categorylimit] to _categorylimit>> <</for>> <<set _i to 0>> <<for _categorylimit gte _i>> <<if _i eq 0>> <<set _resultarray to ["", "", "", "", "", "", "", "", "", ""]>> <</if>> <<set _resultarray[_i] to _shufflearray.pluck()>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <<set _i to 0>> <<set _categoryid to clone($eWardrobe.categoryid)>> <<set _categoryname to clone($eWardrobe.categoryname)>> <<set _categoryrename to clone($eWardrobe.categoryrename)>> <<for _categorylimit gte _i>> <<set _pointer to _resultarray[_i]>> <<set $eWardrobe.categoryid[_i] to _categoryid[_pointer]>> <<set $eWardrobe.categoryname[_i] to _categoryname[_pointer]>> <<set $eWardrobe.categoryrename[_i] to _categoryrename[_pointer]>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## eWardrobe_ResetMenu ## ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget eWardrobe_ResetMenu>><<silently>> <<set _i to 0>> <<for $eWardrobe.categoryid[_i]>> <<if $eWardrobe.categoryid[_i]>> <<set _pointer to $eWardrobe.categoryid[_i]>> <<print "<<set delete $eWardrobe.category." + _pointer + "[]>>">> <</if>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <<set delete $eWardrobe.category.work>> <<set delete $eWardrobe.category.makeup>> <<set delete $eWardrobe.category.routines>> <<set delete $eWardrobe.categoryid>> <<set delete $eWardrobe.categoryname>> <<set delete $eWardrobe.categoryrename>> <<set $eWardrobe.category.work to ["", "", "", "", "", "", "", "", "", ""]>> <<set $eWardrobe.category.makeup to ["", "", "", "", ""]>> <<set $eWardrobe.category.routines to ["", "", "", "", ""]>> <<set $eWardrobe.categoryid to ["", "", "", "", "", "", "", "", "", ""]>> <<set $eWardrobe.categoryname to ["", "", "", "", "", "", "", "", "", ""]>> <<set $eWardrobe.categoryrename to ["", "", "", "", "", "", "", "", "", ""]>> <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## eWardrobe_AddOutfit "category id" "outfit id" ## ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget eWardrobe_AddOutfit>><<silently>> <<if def $args[0]>> <<set _i to 0>> <<set _outfitlimit to 0>> <<set _duplicateid to false>> <<for _i lt 10>> <<print "<<set _categoryvar to $eWardrobe.category." + $args[0] + "[" + _i + "]>>">> <<if _categoryvar>> <<set _outfitlimit += 1>> <<if _categoryvar eq $args[1]>> <<set _duplicateid to true>> <</if>> <</if>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <<print "<<set _categoryvar to $eWardrobe.category." + $args[0] + "[" + _outfitlimit + "]>>">> <<else>> <<set _errorcode to 2>> <</if>> <<if _outfitlimit eq 10>> <<set _errorcode to 1>> <<elseif ndef $args[1]>> <<set _errorcode to 2>> <<elseif _duplicateid>> <<set _errorcode to 3>> <<else>> <<set _errorcode to 0>> <<print "<<set $eWardrobe.category." + $args[0] + "[" + _outfitlimit + "] to '"+ $args[1] + "'>>">> <</if>> <</silently>><><<if _errorcode>>eWardrobe_AddOutfit widget error: <<switch _errorcode>> <<case 1>>10 outfits in category present, cannot add more. <<case 2>>two arguments (category id, outfit id) required. <<case 2>>duplicate outfit id. <</switch>><</if>><><</widget>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## eWardrobe_RemoveOutfit "outfit id" ## ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget eWardrobe_RemoveOutfit>><<silently>> <<set _errorcode to 0>> <<if ndef $args[0]>> <<set _errorcode to 1>> <<else>> <<set _errorcode to 2>> <<set _i to 0>> <<for (def $eWardrobe.categoryid[_i]) and (_errorcode)>> <<set _pointer to clone($eWardrobe.categoryid[_i])>> <<print "<<set _categorycopy to clone($eWardrobe.category." + _pointer + ")>>">> <<if _categorycopy.includes($args[0])>> <<set _errorcode to 0>> <<set _categorycopy.delete($args[0])>> <<print "<<set $eWardrobe.category." + _pointer + " to clone(_categorycopy)>>">> <</if>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <</if>> <</silently>><><<if _errorcode>>eWardrobe_RemoveOutfit widget error: <<switch _errorcode>> <<case 1>>argument (outfit id) required. <<case 2>>no outfit with given id. <</switch>><</if>><><</widget>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## eWardrobe_ChangeOutfitSet "outfit id" ## ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget eWardrobe_ChangeOutfitSet>><<silently>> <<switch $tracking.clothingset>> <<case "camilla">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "casual" "camilla_bitch1">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "casual" "camilla_bitch2">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "casual" "camilla_bitch3">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "party" "camilla_dumb1">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "party" "camilla_dumb2">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "party" "camilla_dumb3">> <<if $flag.nursenonsense>> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "casual" "camilla_wutever">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "casual" "camilla_ellipsis">> <<else>> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "casual" "camilla_bitch4">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "casual" "camilla_bitch5">> <</if>> <<case "justine">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "casual" "justine_tease">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "casual" "justine_shopping">> <<if $tracking.mallclothes.includes("unx")>> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "casual" "justine_hot">> <<else>> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "casual" "justine_steamy">> <</if>> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "casual" "justine_devil">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "casual" "justine_country">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "workout" "justine_gymflirt">> <<if $tracking.mallclothes.includes("exj")>> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "workout" "justine_gymbunny">> <<else>> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "workout" "justine_gymhussy">> <</if>> <<if $tracking.mallclothes.includes("ex3")>> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "workout" "justine_nononsense">> <</if>> <<if $tracking.mallclothes.includes("ex4")>> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "workout" "justine_gymhottie">> <</if>> <<if $tracking.mallclothes.includes("pa3") and $tracking.mallclothes.includes("pax")>> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "party" "justine_sexydevil">> <</if>> <<if $tracking.mallclothes.includes("pa3") and $tracking.mallclothes.includes("pax") eq false>> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "party" "justine_naughtydevil">> <</if>> <<if $tracking.mallclothes.includes("pa4") and $tracking.mallclothes.includes("pax") eq false>> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "party" "justine_nightsex">> <</if>> <<if $tracking.mallclothes.includes("pa4") and $tracking.mallclothes.includes("pax")>> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "party" "justine_angelslut">> <</if>> <<case "lisa">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "casual" "lisa_lacedress">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "casual" "lisa_homecoming">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "casual" "lisa_sundress">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "casual" "lisa_simpleskirt">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "classy" "lisa_modestskirt">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "classy" "lisa_floral">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "classy" "lisa_elegant">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "party" "lisa_pinkdress">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "party" "lisa_lbd">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "party" "lisa_simpleparty">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "sleepwear" "lisa_modest">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "sleepwear" "lisa_colorul">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "sleepwear" "lisa_pajama">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "sleepwear" "lisa_underwear">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "workout" "lisa_sweats">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "workout" "lisa_yogapants">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "workout" "lisa_jogging">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "work" "work_resmodest">> <<case "destiny">> <<if $tracking.mallclothes.includes("pax")>> <<if $flag.destinysplace>> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "party" "destiny_midi">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "party" "destiny_dressneck">> <<else>> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "party" "destiny_flaredress">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "party" "destiny_ivoryskirt">> <</if>> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "party" "destiny_bodmidi">> <</if>> <<if $tracking.mallclothes.includes("exd")>> <<if $flag.destinysplace>> <<if $flag.spinlessons>> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "workout" "destiny_gymgirl">> <<else>> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "workout" "destiny_treadmill">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $tracking.mallclothes.includes("exy")>> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "workout" "destiny_casualworkout">> <</if>> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "casual" "destiny_sundress">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "casual" "destiny_romper">> <</switch>> <</silently>><</widget>>

<<if $control.passwordarray[0]>> Week 2 password: <<print $control.passwordarray[0]>> <</if>> <<if $control.passwordarray[1]>> Week 3 password: <<print $control.passwordarray[1]>> <</if>> <<if $control.passwordarray[2]>> Week 4 password: <<print $control.passwordarray[2]>> <</if>> <<if $control.passwordarray[3]>> Week 5 password: <<print $control.passwordarray[3]>> <</if>> <<if $control.passwordarray[4]>> Week 6 password: <<print $control.passwordarray[4]>> <</if>> <<if $control.passwordarray[5]>> Week 7 password: <<print $control.passwordarray[5]>> <</if>> <<if $control.passwordarray[6]>> Week 8 password: <<print $control.passwordarray[6]>> <</if>> <<if $control.passwordarray[7]>> Week 9 password: <<print $control.passwordarray[7]>> <</if>> <<if $control.passwordarray[8]>> Week 10 password: <<print $control.passwordarray[8]>> <</if>> <<if $control.passwordarray[9]>> Week 11 password: <<print $control.passwordarray[9]>> <</if>> <<if $control.passwordarray[10]>> Week 12 password: <<print $control.passwordarray[10]>> <</if>> <<back "Return">>

---- <div align='center' style='font-size: 135%;'>\ @@.gray;Writing, plus starting this at all:@@\ </div> <div align='center'>[[brick doorway|https://www.tfgamessite.com/phpbb3/memberlist.php?mode=viewprofile&u=104077]]</div> \ ---- <div align='center' style='font-size: 135%;'>\ @@.gray;Making renders of stuff:@@\ </div> <div align='center'>[[daviezwei|https://tfgames.site/phpbb3/memberlist.php?mode=viewprofile&u=39203]] [[Fredriction|https://www.tfgamessite.com/phpbb3/memberlist.php?mode=viewprofile&u=54474]]</div> \ ---- <div align='center' style='font-size: 125%;'>\ @@.gray;Under-the-desk work:@@\ </div> <div align='center'>[[Kazeto|https://www.tfgamessite.com/phpbb3/memberlist.php?mode=viewprofile&u=44345]]</div> \ ---- <div align='center' style='font-size: 140%;'>\ @@.gray;Special thanks to:@@\ </div> <div align='center' style='font-size: 115%; font-weight: 450;'>[[HiEv|https://tfgames.site/phpbb3/memberlist.php?mode=viewprofile&u=106429]]< Anon Zach</div> <div align='center' style='font-size: 140%;'>\ @@.gray;as well as all the other testers.@@\ </div><div align='center'>Without them, we would not have gotten this far.</div> <div align='center' style='font-size: 45%;'>\ No thanks whatsoever to people who pirate the story and are arrogant about it.\ </div> \ <<back "Return">>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<include "W7T2">><<daypassage>><<silently>>[[W7T2]] ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">>Waking up this morning feels fairly similar to how you woke up yesterday. Between the <<if $route.job eq "store">>tedium and <<if $tracking.piercing.includes("navel")>>boredom<<else>>awkwardness with Justine<</if>> at the store<<elseif $route.job eq "res">>bustle and chaos at the restaurant<</if>> and your own case of the Mondays, yesterday was quite rough. I hope today goes better. But it already feels just as sucky. Light streams in through your window. Evidently the world doesn't agree with you about the day's level of suck. It's the kind of morning where birds and woodland critters might show up to sing to you in a surprising display of harmony. Well, maybe they'd show up for someone else. With your current mood you're more likely to be the <<if ($route.job eq "store" and $fem gte 1390) or ($route.job eq "res" and $fem gte 990)>><<AddFem 3>>villainess<<else>>villain<</if>> in the story. <<if $route.job eq "store">>Maybe you can find some way to <<if $tracking.piercing.includes("navel")>>keep yourself from going crazy today<<else>>cheer Justine up today<</if>>.<<elseif $route.job eq "res">>Maybe the restaurant won't be as crazy today.<</if>> One can only hope. With a sigh you force yourself out of bed. You decide to skip breakfast – you can eat something at work – and you go straight into the eWardrobe to get changed. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">><<AddFem 2>>You primp in the mirror a little. Just enough to make sure everything looks smooth. You don't want any stray hairs wandering around. If the bike ride is windy that will be bad enough. Sometimes it's worth it to take an extra minute or so when getting ready. As Danny you would usually pull on a shirt and pants and then leave the houses. You care about the style of your clothes, but you never bothered dealing with your skincare or hair health. Being $name has really opened your eyes about how important it is to take care of one's body. <<if $flag.tf>>Your morning gets a little worse when you see what's waiting for you. <<routes>><<job "store">>When checking your phone for the time you see a text from Janet. She wants you to come by the clubhouse around midnight. That's so late. What the hell does she want with you at that hour? You don't see much choice, though. The text also says that wants you to wear one of your new outfits. Great. Just freaking great.<<AddFem 1>> With a sigh [[you leave for work.|W7T][$control.location to "Morning 2"]] I'll deal with Janet tonight, I guess.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<job "res">><<AddFem 2>>The tablet from Lisa has a blinking light on it. You unlock the screen to see the latest message from her. She wants you to send her pictures of you in some of your new clothes tonight. Great. Just freaking great. What does she want them for? Is she going to post them on social media again? You shudder. With a sigh [[you leave for work.|W7T][$control.location to "Morning 2"]] Maybe if I wait until nighttime it'll be too late for her to post anything.<</routes>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Maybe when you're back in the life of Danny Jones you might have your eWardrobe do some of the same stuff. Moisturizers and things in your hygiene routine. Nothing too weird or girly, but a little now will go a long way later. You strike a tough pose in the mirror. People will see me and say, "Who is this handsome guy with the amazing skin and hair?" And I will look at them and say, "I am Danny Jones, the Healthy Body. Protector of Good Skin. Sworn Enemy of Enlarged Pores." And they will be impressed. You roll your eyes at your self and then [[leave for work.|W7T][$control.location to "Morning 2"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning 2">>The bike ride to work is nice enough. The fairytale atmosphere lingers, and darn it if you aren't caught up in the mood. It's a new day. Today doesn't have to be like yesterday. It can be better. The notion cheers you up. <<routes>><<job "store">>You feel ready to [[face work and anything it can throw at you.|W7T][$control.location to "Work store"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<job "res">>That is, it did until you spot a young boy on the side of the road, slowly coming toward you. Or more like you're quickly approaching him. You'd guess he's about ten, give or a take a year. He has a shiny black bicycle with him, but he's walking to the side of it rather than riding. There's no helmet that you can see, either on him or attached to the bike. You get closer. He must be gripping the handlebars quite tightly because his knuckles are so white you thought bone was poking through at first. His cheeks are smudged with dirt except for where the tracks of tears have left random clean rivulets. As you get closer he stares at you, his expression a mixture of fear and hope. He's been crying. He looks terrified! You wonder if you should stop and talk to him. But you're cutting it close on time as it is. You don't want to be late; you know how Alice feels about punctuality. What will you do? [[Keep going on toward work. You have responsibilities, after all.|W7T][$control.location to "Morning 3"]] [[Stop to help him. Alice will understand. Won't she?|W7T][$control.location to "Morning 3"; $flag.helpfulness to true]]<</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning 3">><<if $flag.helpfulness>>A job in the food industry isn't worth ignoring the plight of your fellow man. Or, um, boy. Anyway, he's just a kid! Alice will have to understand that some things are worth being late for. Hopefully she won't fire you while she's on the journey to said understanding. No way. She'll definitely get it. Or she'll tear me a new one for not being on time. Yeah, or that. One or the other. Understanding or termination. You gulp. If you get fired everything you've done this summer will have been for naught. Up close the little boy looks even more distraught. He must have fallen off the bike at some point, because there are streaks of dirt in his sandy hair. Maybe that's why he's walking alongside his bike instead of riding it. His t-shirt is filthy, and you can see that right below his shorts one of his knees is skinned. He watches you approach with a small quiver of his lower lip. @@.yellow;"Hey, are you okay?"@@ You slow down to a stop. He regards you for all of a second before he bursts into tears. His bike drops to the ground as he shakes from sobbing. <<if $fem gte 1000>>You don't even think about it, [[you quickly comfort him.|W7T][$control.location to "Morning 4"; $temp.switch1 to true]] <<else>>[[Comfort him.|W7T][$control.location to "Morning 4"; $temp.switch1 to true]] [[Talk to him.|W7T][$control.location to "Morning 5"; $temp.switch1 to false]]<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You ride past him. You try to tell yourself that you don't hear the muffled sounds of his sobs for another mile down the road. After enough repetition you think you almost believe it. There's some guilt that chases you along. You feel a little badly about not evening slowing down to check if the boy was okay. But someone else will probably help him. If you didn't have a job and responsibilities you definitely would have! It's not your fault that being an adult is so hard. Not your fault at all. You arrive at the restaurant about two minutes early. In Alice's world, that's right almost late. Speak of the scary devil. Your boss is standing by Destiny when you step inside, [[chatting with the attractive hostess.|W7T][$control.location to "Work res"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning 4">><<AddFem 2>>You get off your own bike and quickly close the distance between you and the little boy. Your plan had been to do that thing where adults get down on one knee and look the kid in the eye. It always looked mature and calming when you watched it happen in movies. You're just starting to drop down when he throws his arms around your neck, hugging you closely. His face is pressed into your <<if $breastsize gte 21>><<AddFem 1>>boobs<<else>>chest<</if>>, his sobs leaving a growing wet spot on your top. You hadn't been planning on doing anything more than touching him on the shoulder, but the little boy clearly needs more comfort than that. So you <<if $fem gte 950>>hesitantly<<else>>awkwardly<</if>> wrap your arms around him, holding him in a tight embrace. He continues to bawl into your shirt, but it's fine. Sheesh, what happened to this poor kid? I hope he's okay. Should I call the cops? You don't rush the kid as he gets the tears out. You figure at this point you're already late for work. Not to mention the big wet splotch on your top. The sobs begin to slow down, his small body convulsing less and less with each passing moment. [[You take the opportunity to get some answers.|W7T][$control.location to "Morning 5"]] @@.yellow;"What's your name?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning 5">><<if $flag.helpfulness>>@@.green;"Devon,"@@ he mewls, his face still buried in your chest. <<if $breastsize gte 21>><<AddFem 2>>This kid is getting more action with titties than I ever have. Other than my own, I mean. Not that you play with them or anything. That would be weird. Wouldn't it? Like a gay guy jerking off to his own dick? Ya know, as a straight guy with girl boobs maybe I should…. You remind yourself that you're with a little kid. Now is not the time, $name!<</if>> @@.yellow;"Okay. Nice to meet you, Devon. My name is $name. Are you hurt?"@@ He shakes his head and then pulls back, finally taking his face out of your <<if $breastsize gte 21>>cleavage<<else>>chest<</if>> @@.green;"I'm okay. I fell and hurt my knee, but it's not bad."@@ @@.yellow;"Where are your parents?"@@ There's a smear of snot mixed in with the tears. You're definitely going to have to go home and change before you can head to work. @@.green;"I don't know."@@ [[He tears up again.|W7T][$control.location to "Morning 6"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You don't know a ton about the world, but you do know that it's never a good idea to touch someone else's kid. You remain where you are, but pitch your voice to sound as soothing as possible. @@.yellow;"Are you okay?"@@ It's no easy task to understand him in the midst of his bawling. @@.green;"I got lost and don't know where home is and my name is Devon and I want my mommmmmm…"@@ He chokes off into a series of sobs. [[You hurry to reassure him.|W7T][$control.location to "Morning 6"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning 6">>@@.yellow;"Hey, it's okay! It'll be fine, we'll figure it out. Did you get separated from them?"@@ He shakes his head, almost calming down for a second. @@.green;"I wanted to ride my new bike that my aunt got me for my birthday, but mom said no, and I sort of snuck off when she wasn't looking."@@ Tears well up again. @@.green;"I got lost and I don't know where I am."@@ You try to make your voice as soothing as possible. @@.yellow;"Okay. Hey, that helps a lot. I have my phone with me, do you want to call your parents?"@@ He nods, and takes your ePhone from you with a trembling hand. @@.green;"Mom, it's me. I'm okay. Yeah. I'm sorry! I know."@@ Tears again. He sniffles several times. @@.green;"I don't know where I am. Yes. Some lady's. She's next to me. $name. Okay."@@ He holds the phone out toward you. @@.green;"She wants to talk to you."@@ You take it. @@.yellow;"Hello?"@@ A stressed voice replies. @@.pink;"Hi, $name? Thank you so much for stopping to help Devon. I've been so worried."@@ The woman on the line also sounds close to tears. @@.yellow;"Of course."@@ @@.pink;"Where are you guys? I'll come pick you up."@@ You frown. [[You never did pay much attention to street names around here.|W7T][$control.location to "Morning 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning 7">>It was easier to remember everything by landmarks than by directions. @@.yellow;"One sec."@@ You open your phone's navigation app and check the location that pops up. @@.yellow;"We're a few roads down from Main Street."@@ @@.pink;"I'm on Main Street now. I can get to you in a few minutes. Do you mind waiting with Devon? I'll be there as soon as I can."@@ There's the sound of a car beeping angrily in the background. @@.pink;"Once I get my fucking SUV to start."@@ There's a desperate urgency to Devon's mom's voice. It sounds like she's near where the restaurant is. @@.yellow;"I'm actually headed that way. Instead of waiting for you, how about we start walking your way?"@@ What if she thinks I'm creepy and trying to take her kid somewhere? Man, being nice is hard. @@.yellow;"Um. You and Devon can stay on the line talking while we walk, so you know he's okay"@@ @@.pink;"Thank you so much."@@ She sounds like someone who's been having a string of bad luck. @@.pink;"He was supposed to stay home with his dad while I got lunch with my sister, but then my husband called and said Devon was missing and the bike was gone, and we've been frantic for an hour…"@@ she trails off. @@.yellow;"No problem. I'm giving him the phone back, now."@@ You're glad you stopped. This poor woman and kid needed someone nice to intervene. [[But you hope you aren't fired over this.|W7T][$control.location to "Morning 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning 8">>Devon stays on the line with his mom and the two of you walk to Main Street. It's considerably slower than riding your bike would be, especially because you both have to walk your bicycles. He's trying to do it one-handed while using his other hand to hold the phone, which makes the walk take even longer. Once on Main Street you take the phone back to coordinate with finding Devon's mom. Weirdly, her and the SUV are waiting in the restaurant parking lot. Even stranger, Alice is with her. @@.pink;"Devon!"@@ As soon as the tall blonde sees you two she rushes over. She's older, and you can tell her hair is dyed. She's at that age where she's too old to have a ten-year-old but she's too young to be a grandmother. The woman gives you a very grateful look. @@.pink;"Thank you so, so much. Thank you."@@ She smothers her son is hugs and kisses, while simultaneously admonishing him for running off. It's kind of endearing. You're too distracted by Alice, though. You gulp, nervous about what comes next. Will she fire you for being so late? Once again, you're surprised. @@.alice;"$name, thank you so much."@@ Huh? You stare at your boss, stunned. She isn't mad? [[You glance back to Devon and his mom and then do a double take toward Alice.|W7T][$control.location to "Morning 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning 9">>You take a longer look at your boss. She seems frantic and stressed, like she did during the week leading up to Kurt's party. She's staring at Devon with an obvious display of love and concern. Speaking of Devon… he's rubbing his eyes with the back of his hands, inadvertently covering most of his face. The only thing you get a clear look at is his chin. His mom's chin is identical. And so is Alice's. Ho-lee shit. Comprehension dawns on you. @@.alice;"Thank you, $name,"@@ Alice repeats. @@.alice;"Thank you for helping my nephew."@@ The next half hour is a blur. Alice explains that she and her sister were going to share a meal in the restaurant, but Devon being lost derailed it. They were in the midst of organizing a search party when you called Devon's mom. Alice doesn't care that you're late. In fact, she's being nicer to you than she ever was before. You still have to clock in and get to work, but there's no punishment for being late. In fact, Alice took you aside to say that she'd change your hours to reflect you being on time, though she encouraged you to keep quiet about it. [[Apparently being a Good Samaritan does pay off!|W7T][$control.location to "Work res 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store">><<if $tracking.piercing.includes("navel")>>It's a pleasant enough ride to work. No Benny today, but that's a bit of a mixed blessing. Hillary works Tuesdays, but there's often some issue that keeps her in her office for most of your shift. Whether it be late paperwork, incontinence, or confusion over some work thing, she's usually unavailable to assist with customers. You don't think she does it out of maliciousness or spite. Hillary is an old soul working in an advanced world with a modern boss. Watching her try to navigate the POS system is cringe inducing. It's still better than the days when her stomach is bothering her. One fart from that woman can clear out the store faster than someone shouting fire. You get there with time to spare, and [[stop into the coffee stand to talk to Justine.|W7T][$control.location to "Work store 3"]]<<else>>Justine was not in a good mood yesterday, and while you have suspicions about the cause, it doesn't really help you remedy the situation. You have a plan, though. When you get to the store you quickly duck in and use your pitiful employee discount to get something that you know she'll like. What do you grab? [[Red licorice.|W7T][$control.location to "Work store 2"; $temp.number1 to 2]] [[Chocolate.|W7T][$control.location to "Work store 2"; $temp.number1 to 1]] [[Gummy bears.|W7T][$control.location to "Work store 2"; $temp.number1 to 3]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 2">><<if $temp.number1 eq 1>>A milk chocolate bar. Perfect. She'll love that. You almost went with dark chocolate but you thought that might be too bitter.<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>>It was ages ago, but the first day of work you met Justine and she mentioned how she could make you lattes every day in exchange for Twizzles. Or was it the other red licorice she wanted? Whatever, they're basically the same. But anyway, you've been slacking on that exchange. Time to make up for that.<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 3>>Gummy bears. It's pretty much her favorite snack for when she's stoned. Always a good choice.<</if>> Time to [[bring Justine your treat|W7T][$control.location to "Work store 3"]] and hope it fixes things.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 3">><<if $tracking.piercing.includes("navel")>><<AddFem 1>>There's only a single car idling by the coffee stand. Justine is finishing up with the customer as you step into the stand behind her. @@.purple;"You! There you are. Let's go out Thursday night."@@ It's not a question. Or a suggestion. @@.yellow;"What? Why not Friday?"@@ @@.justine;"There's a bar in Lakehill I really want to go to. It'll be so much fun."@@ You shrug. @@.yellow;"Okay. But let's not stay out too late. I don't want to be hungover for work on Friday."@@ She makes an expression that feigns innocence. @@.justine;"I would never. I'll get you home by curfew, schoolgirl."@@ @@.yellow;"Please. You'd break curfew in a heartbeat,"@@ [[you snort.|W7T][$control.location to "Work store 4"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>When you step out of the store there's only a single car idling by the coffee stand. Justine is finishing up with the customer as you step into the stand behind her. Suddenly the <<if $temp.number1 eq 1>>chocolate<<else>>candy<</if>> in your hand doesn't feel like enough. You spent, what, a couple of bucks? How is that going to smooth over a case of hurt feelings? She's already turning around, though. Too late to back out now. @@.yellow;"Hey."@@ During the bike ride to work you'd rehearsed everything in your head, practicing exactly what you wanted to say and how you wanted to say it. The moment you make eye contact with Justine it's like everything disappears. Your mind blanks, and you can't remember a damn thing you'd been going to say. @@.yellow;"I brought you @@<<if $temp.number1 eq 1>>@@.yellow;chocolate,"@@<<else>>@@.yellow;candy,"@@<</if>> you lamely hold your hand up like it's got some sort of prize. She sees the <<if $temp.number1 eq 1>>chocolate and shrugs. @@.purple;"Thanks."@@ There's no indication that she wants to take it from you. Okay. That could have gone better. [[You decide to try another approach.|W7T][$control.location to "Work store 4"]]<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>>candy licorice and smiles softly. @@.purple;"Really? Twizzles? You could have at least gotten the good kind."@@ Her tone is teasing, and [[you feel a little better.|W7T][$control.location to "Work store 4"]]<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 3>>gummy bears and and shrugs. @@.purple;"Cool."@@ She makes no effort to take them from you. What do I do now? There's a moment of awkward silence. [[You decide to try something else.|W7T][$control.location to "Work store 4"]]<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 4">><<if $tracking.piercing.includes("navel")>><<AddFem 2>>@@.purple;"Maybe."@@ Her eyes go distant for a moment. Feeling a bit lost, you speak up, breaking Justine out of whatever memory she's lost in. @@.yellow;"Fine. Meet at my place after work?"@@ She jumps a little, but her eyes refocus on you. @@.justine;"Definitely."@@ She smiles a little too broadly. @@.justine;"And don't forget this."@@ She pulls a latte out from behind her back. You sigh as you take it from her. @@.yellow;"My angel. I love how you do that. You're like a sexy magician. A hot wizard. An attractive sorceress. A lovely witch. A –"@@ @@.justine;"You're such a nerd,"@@ she laughs. @@.justine;"Hey, is that Hillary?"@@ You look over your shoulder at where your boss is frantically waving from inside the store. She's holding one hand on her stomach and her face is frantic. @@.yellow;"I gotta go,"@@ you sigh. @@.yellow;"Hillary needs to use the bathroom and she doesn't want to leave the store empty."@@ Justine shakes her head in sympathy. @@.justine;"I don't envy you, my little hussy. Talk later."@@ You salute her with your coffee cup and then [[go into the store.|W7T][$control.location to "Work store 5"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.yellow;"I'm really sorry,"@@ you begin. @@.justine;"You shouldn't be."@@ Your friend sounds tired. And sad. @@.justine;"I've been a bitch. I'm the one who should be sorry."@@ Your heart beats a little faster. Are you two going to make up? @@.yellow;"I'm sorry about the mall,"@@ you tell her, searching for something to say. @@.justine;"It's fine,"@@ Justine sighs. @@.justine;"Really. I'm over it."@@ You smile. @@.yellow;"That's a fucking relief. I've been so anxious thinking you're upset with me. I just want us to be okay."@@ @@.justine;"We're fine. It's fine."@@ For a moment neither of you speak. @@.justine;"I think Hillary is looking for you."@@ Justine points over your shoulder. You look toward the store, where you boss is inside and frantically waving at you. She's holding one hand on her stomach and her face is beet red. @@.yellow;"Damn it,"@@ you mutter. @@.yellow;"Hillary needs to use the bathroom and she doesn't want to leave the store empty. I gotta go."@@ @@.justine;"See ya."@@ Even though you two made up, it still feels like something is wrong. You'll have to figure it out later, though. For now you [[go into the store.|W7T][$control.location to "Work store 5"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 5">>It's another slow work day. You never would have thought that anything could be more boring than school, but apparently Employment found out and said, "Hold my beer." With Hillary stuck in the bathroom there's little for you to do but play on your phone. Since you skipped breakfast you buy a protein bar <<if $tracking.piercing.includes("navel")>>from the store's food section to snack on as you sip your latte.<<else>>and a refrigerated coffee drink from the store to snack on.<</if>> The bar actually isn't terrible. It reminds you of thick peanut butter. <<if $route.chris>><<AddFem 1>>The highlight of the day is getting a text from Chris. You two have another date tonight, and after how much fun mini golf was you can't wait to see him again.<<elseif $route.candice>>The highlight of the day is getting a text from Candice. You two have another date tonight, and you're really looking forward to it. Your experience with relationships is minimal, at best, but you feel like you and Candice are forming something of a connection.<<elseif $flag.tf>>Your thoughts return to Janet's text. You wonder what she could want with you at midnight? That's so late in the day. Maybe she doesn't want anyone seeing you come by? It could be a clandestine meeting. They are criminals, after all.<<else>>You browse Peddit, wiling the time away. All of the adorable pics of animals make you want one. Maybe you should get a pet. You're away from home for too long to get a dog, and there's no fence around the cottage to let it chill in the yard. What about a cat? What would you do it with once school starts, though? Would you be able to keep in the dorm?<</if>> Your thoughts are interrupted by the chiming of the bell above the store's door. With a sigh [[you turn to the newly arrived customer|W7T][$control.location to "Work store 6"]], an insincere smile on your face, a greeting on your lips.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 6">><<AddFem 1>>The words die in your mouth. It's the drunk man from last Thursday, the one who proposed to you. He lights up when he sees you. @@.green;"Marry me,"@@ he hiccups immediately. With a sigh you shake your head. @@.yellow;"Same answer as last time."@@ He frowns in disappointment, swaying slightly. @@.green;"What if I showed you this?"@@ He pulls a metallic flask out of his pocket and holds it toward you. You tap your coffee and smile, offering an apologetic shrug. @@.yellow;"I've already got a drink. Thank you anyway."@@ @@.green;"I hope it's Irish."@@ He winks. @@.green;"If you change your mind, I'll be in the alley down the street. Go left at the dumpster."@@ He leaves with a drunken salute. At least he stayed upright this time. The rest of the work day drags on. When it ends Justine is already gone, so [[you head home.|W7T][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res">><<if $temp.switch1>><<AddFem 2>>Alice gives you a half smile when she sees you. @@.alice;"There's the girl of the hour."@@ @@.yellow;"Huh?"@@ @@.alice;"I was telling Destiny how happy you made our regulars yesterday. Keep up the good work, $name. You might be helping out as a hostess before too long."@@ Your boss nods approvingly. Dumbfounded, you can only gawk. A hostess? Me? <<if $fem gte 1000>><<AddFem 2>>That would be amazing! You could hang out with Destiny more often, and there's be less running around on your feet. And there'd be less creepy customers to deal with. How perfect! You'd get a different uniform, too. Probably a little black dress like Destiny wears. I mean, I already wear a skirt, so it's not a dress would be any worse. It would actually probably be an improvement. Some how.<<else>><<AddFem 1>>You can't say that you're a fan of the job title, but everything else would be nice. Why can't I be a host instead? You know why, of course. It just rubs you the wrong way that you're still stuck living a lie. As a hostess you'd have a different uniform. You'd go from a blouse and skirt to a little black dress. Great, just another way I can be reminded that everyone and their dog thinks I'm really a chick.<</if>> @@.yellow;"I don't know what to say,"@@ you stammer. Alice's smile quickly fades. @@.alice;"You don't need to say anything, girl. What you need to do is clock in and get to work. You've got two tables waiting."@@ @@.yellow;"Right,"@@ you jump, kicking yourself into gear. @@.yellow;"Of course. I'm sorry. I'll do that right now."@@ As you scurry off you think you hear Alice sigh and say, @@.alice;"That girl…"@@ [[You don't quite catch the rest of her statement.|W7T][$control.location to "Work res 2"]]<<else>>You slink by Alice and Destiny and [[continue on your way.|W7T][$control.location to "Work res 2"]] The restaurant manager doesn't spare you a second glance, but Destiny gives you a small smile when you go by.<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 2">>It's quieter today than it was yesterday. Less customers, for one. You feel like you actually have a chance to breathe. The first part of your shift is pleasant enough. <<if $route.arthur>>Arthur pulls you aside at one point, his hand warm against your arm. @@.arthur;"Hey, wanna do something right after work?"@@ He breaks physical contact with you, and for a moment your body misses his touch. @@.arthur;"I gotta help my dad with stuff after dinner, but I'm free before that."@@ @@.yellow;"Sounds great,"@@ you tell him. <<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 1>>And you'll still have plenty of time afterward to take Lisa's dumb pictures.<<else>>You feel a familiar pang of guilt. He's not going to like you nearly as much when you reveal the truth of your gender to him. Sometimes it's hard to look at him without remembering how much of your relationship is built on one great lie.<</if>> He winks. @@.arthur;"It's a date."@@ A date. Huh. It feels like ages ago when a date with a guy would have filled you with revulsion. But now <<if $fem gte 975>><<AddFem 2>>you find yourself looking forward to the prospect of spending more time with Arthur. And the fact that it will be romantic in nature? It doesn't bother you, not nearly as much as it used to. Who am I becoming? You give him a smile and then<<else>><<AddFem 1>>you feel a lot more cavalier about it. It's just not as much of a big deal anymore. Or is it more because it's Arthur? You aren't sure which. It's amusing; you were always told that big cities make young people more liberal and open-minded. But your views on sexuality were challenged far more since you left the city to come to the small town of Hope's Point. You give Arthur a faint smile and then<</if>> [[get back to work.|W7T][$control.location to "Work res 3"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Arthur is there, and working alongside him feels kind of nice. There's a relaxed mood in the air. It's like, because romance is off the table there's a freedom to just be friends. You enjoy it. Heck, he even makes some jokes when he sees you holding a bottle of chemical cleaner. @@.arthur;"I surrender,"@@ he drawls, raising his hands into the air. @@.arthur;"Don't shoot!"@@ You laugh, remembering the first time you met him and how you aimed your nametag at him like it was a weapon. Good times. [[The work day continues.|W7T][$control.location to "Work res 3"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 3">><<if $flag.helpfulness>>It's just another slow work day after that. But at least it isn't super busy like yesterday. Although that does mean that it feels like it takes longer before [[your shift is over.|W7T][$control.location to "Work res 4"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Toward early afternoon Alice rushes out of the restaurant. It's unlike her to leave. In fact, you don't think you can remember ever seeing the restaurant open and have her not be here. The woman might as well put a bed in her office. You're not the only one who noticed. Your coworkers are all gawking, too. Only Destiny and Arthur seem unsurprised. Perhaps Alice told them she was leaving? I guess with her gone that leaves them in charge. Or maybe just Arthur? He is the head waiter, after all. With a shrug [[you get back to work.|W7T][$control.location to "Work res 4"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 4">><<if $route.arthur>>You and Arthur clock out and you follow him to his truck. @@.yellow;"What's the plan for today?"@@ Food again, maybe? Arthur opens the passenger door and holds it for you. @@.arthur;"Do you like bowling?"@@ You slide into the truck's cab, trying to think of how to answer. The truth is that you do not, in fact, like bowling. You've never been good at it. One time on a class trip your grade was split into random teams. You did so poorly that your teammates made you start bowling granny style. It was humiliating. <<if $fem gte 1100>><<AddFem 1>>But all of that stuff happened to the old male Danny. The new female $name never experienced anything like that. This is the perfect opportunity to take something sucky and make it your bitch. Maybe Danny didn't like bowling, but $name might! @@.yellow;"Sounds great,"@@ [[you smile at Arthur.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur"; $temp.switch2 to true]]<<else>>But maybe you could try again. Everything in Hope's Point has been about new experiences. You're going on a date with a boy, after all! Is bowling really the biggest problem here? Either way, you should reply to Arthur. Will you give bowling a try, or will you ask him to do something else? [[Sure, let's go bowling.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur"; $temp.switch2 to true]] [[I'm not really a fan of bowling. Can we do something else?|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur"; $temp.switch2 to false]]<</if>><<else>>Once your shift is over [[you head home.|W7T][$control.location to "Home"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur">>You're still in your work uniform. @@.yellow;"Is there any chance I could change first?"@@ An impromptu date is nice and all, but you'd enjoy it a lot more if you weren't stuck in your work clothes. He chuckles. @@.arthur;"Sure. I want to change, too. We could stop by your place? Does your eWardrobe have any guy clothes?"@@ @@.yellow;"Don't even get me started,"@@ you mutter darkly. @@.arthur;"I'll take that as a no."@@ He frowns, thinking. @@.arthur;"I don't have a ton of time tonight. I've got my gym bag in the backseat, it's clean stuff. How about we swing by your place and you can use your eWardrobe, and I'll wear my workout gear? Long as you don't mind me in basketball shorts."@@ @@.yellow;"That's fine with me,"@@ you tell him. @@.yellow;"I'll take any excuse not to dress up."@@ That elicits a laugh, and Arthur drives toward the cottage, your bike safely loaded into the back of his truck. Once you're inside, you try to decide what to wear. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Arthur 2">><<if $fem gte 1100>><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "workout", "makeup"]>><<else>><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "workout"]>><</if>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 2">><<if $fem gte 1100>><<AddFem 2>>In the end, you decided to wear makeup, if only so you would look more like a girl. <<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 2>>You're less stressed out about being caught, what with your downstairs business and all. But it wouldn't do to attract any undue attention. And you don't even want to think about how Lisa would react if she learned of tonight's activity. Would she be more upset at you dating someone other than Kurt, or at you not wearing makeup?<<else>>The mere thought brings your mood down. At some point you need to come clean with Arthur and tell him the truth. Could that be tonight?<</if>><<else>>You decide to forgo makeup since you and Arthur are both dressing so casually.<</if>> <<if $current_outfit.category eq "casual">>Even though Arthur is wearing workout stuff, you still decided to dress up a little and wear actual clothes.<<else>><<AddFem 1>>You figure that since Arthur is wearing workout stuff you can wear exercise clothes, too. You just hope they aren't too tight or revealing.<</if>> When you come out of the bedroom Arthur is sitting on the couch, staring at his phone. While you were picking out what to wear he had enough time to unload your bicycle from his truck, change into his workout clothes and watch half of a music video. When did I start taking a while to get ready? You've heard that girls often get crap for taking forever to get ready, but maybe it isn't their fault. After all, you're not really a girl and you took extra time. Arthur is wearing a grey t-shirt that looks like it's from the athletics program of some school, a pair of black of gym shorts that end at his knee, and some white sneakers. He lights up when he sees you. @@.arthur;"You look @@<<if $current_outfit.category eq "casual">><<AddFem 2>>@@.arthur;so much better than me. I'm going to feel out of place."@@ You scoff. @@.yellow;"Good. Can't have you getting complacent just because we're hanging out."@@ You offer a wink to let him know you're kidding.<<else>><<if $flag.spinlessons>><<AddFem 3>>@@.arthur;amazing. I wish you were my trainer."@@ You blush. @@.yellow;"Thanks."@@ Your legs do look good. Probably because of that stupid spin class. Once you're back to boy life you hope they'll look more masculine. It's probably because they're hairless. You bet they'd look toned and manly otherwise. Right?<<else>><<AddFem 1>>@@.arthur;great. You can make anything look good."@@ You flush a little. @@.yellow;"I don't know about that."@@ Girl workout clothes always sit a little oddly on you. You aren't in the best shape, and you bet you look like a very unathletic girl-next-door type. But hey, maybe <<if $fem gte 1100>><<AddFem 2>>Arthur's into chicks<<else>><<AddFem 1>>Arthur likes girls<</if>> who look like they sit at home with ice cream.<</if>><</if>> [[The two of you leave the cottage.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 3">><<if $temp.switch2>>The drive to the bowling alley is spent with Arthur trying to get you into some old music. You don't have the heart to tell him that you have no interest in "bluegrass" or, for that matter, any color grass. I hope this will be a short drive. Mercifully, it is. It was unintended, but Arthur's music did have one positive effect: you were so eager to get out of the truck that you found yourself looking forward to bowling. The inside is quainter that you imagined. The lighting is awful. More than half of the building is occupied by long bowling lanes. In the non-lane space there's a dingy arcade in one corner, and in the other there's a place to order food. It doesn't look too edible; every hot dog appears to have been sitting under a hot lamp for hours. Between the food and the arcade there's a bouncy employee with a long line of shoes in front him. He's liberally spraying the insides of each pair with a can of something, and the fumes are so dense that there's almost a cloud of the stuff around him. Arthur leads you up front to pay and get shoes. You almost flub it when you're asked for your shoe size, but at the last second you remember and go one spot down to give him the girl measurement.<<AddFem 1>> From there [[it's time to pick a ball.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 4"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Back in the truck, neither of you are sure where to go. Neither of you are that hungry, and you don't have enough time to go see a movie or anything. @@.arthur;"How about I drive around and you holler if you see somewhere you want to stop?"@@ @@.yellow;"Sounds good."@@ There's a bit of an awkward silence after that. You think Arthur puts on music to diffuse the tension, but it's some weird country stuff that's so awful you almost ask him to turn it off. He must have seen something in your expression, because he asks you something about the artist, but you don't quite hear him. @@.yellow;"What's a Rob Dillon?"@@ Arthur doesn't quite facepalm, but he comes close to it. That's when you see the place. The perfect date spot. @@.yellow;"Here! Stop here."@@ Following your finger to where it's pointing, Arthur snorts but parks anyway. @@.arthur;"Really? You're sure?"@@ @@.yellow;"Why wouldn't I be? This is awesome! I didn't know there was a place like this so close to town. Let's go!"@@ Excited, [[you lead Arthur into the arcade.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 4"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 4">><<if $temp.switch2>>This is a tough one. Do you go light, or heavy? Arthur picks up a very heavy ball, his arms flexing as he hefts a twenty-pounder with ease. You wonder what you should do. The girly thing would likely be to pick one of the light ones. There's a pink ball that looks about right. Or maybe you should go manly and pick a heavy one? There's a nice dark blue ball that looks good. It's not quite as heavy as Arthur's, but it's still solid. What do you pick? <<if $fem gte 1150>>Girly, obviously. [[Take the pink ball.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 5"; $temp.switch3 to true]]<<elseif $fem gte 800>>Girly, just to keep up appearances. [[Take the pink ball.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 5"; $temp.switch3 to true]] What, even your balls have to feminine? No way! [[Take the blue ball.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 5"; $temp.switch3 to false]]<<else>>You'll be damned if you'll be someone with girly balls. [[Take the blue one.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 5"; $temp.switch3 to false]]<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>It's an old place, but the employee in the front looks young, if disinterested. She has on a black leather skirt and a green top. Her hair is black, and her lips are a bright red. The employee greets you both. @@.pink;"Hey, ya'll."@@ <<if $fem gte 1100>>She smiles a little too closely at Arthur. You make sure to stand a little closer to him than is strictly necessary. She gives you a dismissive look. What a bitch.<<AddFem 3>><<else>>You wander off to look at some of the machines. The immediate area in front of you is full on different pinball games, which is boring. But the sheer diversity of them seems promising for the rest of the arcade.<</if>> Arthur pays, and you and he wander inside. @@.arthur;"So you're into old video games, huh?"@@ @@.yellow;"I'm into all video games,"@@ you correct him. @@.arthur;"I see. I'm in the presence of a master,"@@ the tall boy chuckles. @@.arthur;"Well, you're the expert. What should we play?"@@ There's one of those two-player games right in front of you, the kind where each of you hold a pistol and aim it at the screen shooting at random monsters. Or, just past that, you see an old classic. You love Road Brawler, and have played most of the games in the franchise, including the mobile and console releases. It's a fighting game, and the two of could have a few rounds versus each other. If you pick the two-player game it'll feel a little more intimate and like a date. You and Arthur would be on the same team. Or you could take him on in Road Brawler and give him a thorough beatdown. Not quite ladylike behavior for a date, but how often do you get to show off your leet skillz? <<if $fem gte 1100>><<AddFem 2>>After that chick was moving in on your man? You need to remind him where his bread is buttered. By you. The butterer. Or, er, something. [[Pick the two-player game.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 5"; $temp.switch3 to true]]<<else>>Dating is about compromise, right? He compromised on the clothes and the activity, now it's your turn. [[Pick the two-player game.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 5"; $temp.switch3 to true]] Is that even a real question? You hope Arthur likes meeting new people, because it's time for him to say "Hello Ken!" [[Pick the versus fighter game.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 5"; $temp.switch3 to false]]<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 5">><<if $temp.switch2>><<if $temp.switch3>><<AddFem 2>>You need the whole town to associate you with being a girl. A pink bowling ball will help with that. And, if you're being honest, it would be really embarrassing if you tried to lift the blue one but didn't succeed. You heft the pink one, finding it light enough to hold in one arm so long as you had the right support underneath it.<<else>>You heave the blue bowling ball out of the rack, instantly struggling to hold it in your hands. It's really heavy. But you feel a tinge at pride at managing with it. It almost weighs as much as Arthur's, and he's super buff. So clearly you aren't that weak. Fast breaths come in and out as you hold the ball against your stomach.<</if>> Arthur leads you to a free lane, and he takes a moment to get the two of you set up into the computer. @@.arthur;"Want to do a few practice throws before we get going?"@@ You nod, and the two of you take turns bowling for three rounds. <<if $temp.switch3>>The ball is light enough that your aim is a bit off. Your first attempt goes wildly left, and then you overcompensate on the next try and it goes way right. @@.arthur;"You've got some power there,"@@ Arthur teases. You stick your tongue out at him and then try again. You whoop with excitement when the pink ball crashes into the pins. Eight down! @@.arthur;"Nice,"@@ Arthur says from behind you.<<else>>The ball is so heavy that during your first attempt you worry it won't have enough momentum to reach the end. Thankfully, it does make it, but it goes into the gutter well before it can touch the pins. Your next try isn't much better. Your wrist is beginning to cramp, which is humiliating. You've only tried twice! You give it another shot. This time the ball takes a single pin off the left end. @@.arthur;"Not bad,"@@ Arthur says from behind you.<</if>> @@.arthur;"Care to make this interesting?"@@ Your brow furrows. @@.yellow;"What? Like a bet?"@@ He nods. @@.yellow;"Dude, I suck at this. No way I'm betting money."@@ His eyes sparkle. @@.arthur;"Who said anything about money? How about the winner gets a kiss from the loser."@@ @@.yellow;"Then no matter what we kiss!"@@ He nods. @@.arthur;"It's a great deal."@@ @@.yellow;"Uh huh."@@ Despite yourself you laugh. But Arthur seems serious. What will you do? Whatever. It's a date, after all. [[Take the deal.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 6"; $temp.number1 to 1]] Maybe you say yes, but do it on your terms. The winner can choose if they get a kiss or not. [[Take the deal, but with a twist.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 6"; $temp.number1 to 2]] Not happening, buddy. [[No thanks.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 6"; $temp.number1 to 3]]<<else>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $temp.switch3>>@@.yellow;"Let's see how good a shot you are."@@ Arthur follows your gaze. @@.arthur;"A shooting game? You're on! I hunt with my dad every year."@@ You try not to smirk. He thinks it'll be like the real thing. How adorable. Video games are nothing like real life, otherwise you would suck at all sports games. @@.yellow;"We'll see, big guy."@@ <<ShowImage "date-with-arthur" 630>> He raises an eyebrow. @@.arthur;"Don't believe me? How about we make this interesting? If I do better than you I get a kiss."@@<<else>><<AddFem 1>>@@.yellow;"I hope you're ready to get your ass whooped."@@ He follows your gaze to the fighting game. @@.arthur;"No way, Road Brawler? I played this all the time when I was a kid! You're so going down."@@ @@.yellow;"Uh huh. We'll see about that, big guy."@@ Like playing on a console when you're seven is the same as playing in an arcade ten years later. He scoffs. @@.arthur;"Don't believe me, Miss Cocky? I forgot you're the gamer girl expert. How about we make it interesting, then? If I take you down I get a kiss."@@<</if>> @@.yellow;"And what do I get from this?"@@ He thinks about it for half a moment. @@.arthur;"If you win, you get a kiss."@@ You roll your eyes. @@.yellow;"So either way we kiss? Some bet this is."@@ @@.arthur;"I'm a fan of the terms,"@@ he drawls. You laugh. But what will you do? Agree, or say no? Whatever. It's a date, after all. [[Take the deal.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 6"; $temp.number1 to 1]] Maybe you say yes, but do it on your terms. The winner can choose if they get a kiss or not. [[Take the deal, but with a twist.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 6"; $temp.number1 to 2]] Not happening, buddy. [[No thanks.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 6"; $temp.number1 to 3]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 6">><<if $temp.number1 eq 1>><<AddFem 3>>@@.yellow;"Fine. But don't think I'm going down without a fight."@@ Arthur smirks and<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>><<AddFem 2>>@@.yellow;"How about the winner decides if they want a kiss or not?"@@ Arthur gives you a suspicious look, but shrugs. He gestures and<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 3>>Maybe it's the potential for intimacy, or maybe it's the idea of owing someone physical favors, but you aren't comfortable with that. @@.yellow;"How about we just play?"@@ Arthur instantly apologizes. @@.arthur;"I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything. I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable. Let's play."@@ He smiles and<</if>> you turn your attention to the task in front of you. <<if $temp.switch2>>Arthur lets you bowl first. <<if $temp.switch3>>You step forward and roll the ball down the lane. Your first try goes wild. Again. You miss on the second effort, too. According the monitor DNI has a big zero for the set. Arthur goes next, and picks up a spare with his first two bowls. The monitor says that ATR has a slash sign, which must be the symbol for a spare. <<if $fem gte 1150>><<AddFem 2>>He's amazing. He turns and smiles at you. What isn't he good at? @@.arthur;"Don't worry, you'll get it,"@@ he says encouragingly. And he's really nice.<<else>>Fucking damn it. He turns and smiles at you. Showboating motherfucker. @@.arthur;"Don't worry, you'll get it,"@@ he says encouragingly. Look at him, rubbing it in. You don't really mean any of it. As someone who's fairly competitive, it always sucks to be really bad at any game. Even ones that don't involve controllers and screens.<</if>> The next few rounds go much the same. By the third set you're able to at least take the odd pin down, and by the fifth you're no longer missing the pins entirely. Progress! Because it's only the two of you [[the first ten rounds end rather quickly.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 7"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You step forward and strain to set the heavy ball down the lane. It rolls slowly, and two-thirds of the way along it rolls into the gutter. The next attempt has a similar result. According the monitor DNI has a big zero for the set. Arthur goes next, and picks up a spare with his first two bowls. The monitor says that ATR has a slash sign, which must be the symbol for a spare. <<if $fem gte 1150>><<AddFem 2>>He's good at pretty much everything. He turns and smiles at you. It's not fair, this guy won the freaking genetic and personality lottery. @@.arthur;"Don't worry, you'll get it,"@@ he says encouragingly. And he's like the nicest guy on the planet.<<else>>Such horse shit. He turns and smiles at you. Cocky asshat. @@.arthur;"Don't worry, you'll get it,"@@ he says encouragingly. And now the jerk is gloating. You don't really mean any of it. As someone who's fairly competitive, it always sucks to be really bad at any game. Even ones that don't involve controllers and screens.<</if>> The next few rounds go much the same. You continue to struggle, only once managing to keep the ball from ending up in the gutter. The score is so lopsided by the fifth set that you're incredibly embarrassed every time you glance at the monitor. At least the first ten rounds are already over. Because it's only the two of you [[the initial match ends rather quickly.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 7"]]<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>>You step forward and grab the <<if $temp.switch3>>gun on the left while Arthur takes the right. He puts coins into both slots and the screen changes. For once you get to be a guy in a video game! The outdated graphics depict two athletic men with similar builds, yours in grey clothes with dark hair, and the other in red clothes with blonde hair. There's a brief cutscene where they inform the players that they're investigating a missing person before a demonic gargoyle attacks them from above. They kill it, and then more monsters arrive. The game begins. You quickly raise the pistol and aim at the screen, confidently killing the first zombie on the left and the next one in the middle with one shot for each. Bam! Headshot! You smoothly reload, watching as Arthur uses four bullets to kill the sole zombie on the right. Oh boy. More zombies arrive, and within a minute the gargoyles are back. You feel yourself working up a sweat trying to handle everything on the screen, as Arthur curses under his breath with each miss. Somehow he manages to use a lot of a bullets, kill next to nothing, and lose a lot of health. <<if $fem gte 1150>><<AddFem 1>>It's nice to see he isn't perfect. Arthur's poor gameplay is actually kinda endearing. @@.yellow;"Here, you can take that healthpack. Just shoot it. There you go! Good job."@@<<else>>It would be impressive if it weren't freaking terrible. @@.yellow;"Take that healthpack. No, shoot it. C'mon, you can't waste ammo on stuff that isn't even moving!"@@<</if>> You pivot, killing an undead that was about to leap on Arthur. With your attention diverted character gets attacked, but you have enough health that isn't too significant a loss. The first boss appears, and Arthur dies. Then he somehow dies again. [[You manage to take it down on your own|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 7"]] before the tall boy can lose a third life.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>controls on the left while Arthur takes the right. He puts coins into both slots and the screen changes to character select. @@.red;"Here we go,"@@ Arthur mutters to himself, perhaps a little too confidently. He shoves the joystick to the right until the P2 cursor highlights Goldbar, a boxer fighter. You try not to roll your eyes.Goldbar, really? This will be easier than you thought. You select Jin, the protagonist of the game who wears a plain karate uniform. When you were a kid you used to fantasize about growing up and being just like him. How could you not? He's the epitome of cool manliness. The muscular frame, the dark hair, the brooding personality… in hindsight he sounds like the titular character of most video games and anime shows, but to child you he was the absolutely coolest. The match begins and you <<if $fem gte 1150>>take it easy at first, letting the controls come back to you as you go on the defensive. Arthur jumps up and down repeatedly. Apparently that's not what he wants to be doing, because he curses under his breath. You hold back, giving him time to figure it out. It never hurts to be nice. And you don't want to embarrass Arthur or anything. Everyone has their strengths, and there's no reason to destroy the tall boy just because you're good at video games and he isn't. You amend that thought a minute later. "Not good" doesn't do Arthur's skill justice. Perhaps "really fucking bad" would be more appropriate. He jumps toward you and you knock him down with ease. He growls, then tries the exact same attack again. And again. You quickly get bored with countering, and despite yourself you begin to engage him, meeting him in the air and performing simple combos. Next to him you look like a wizard. The first round ends with your health bar barely depleted. The second round goes much the same. You let Arthur get a few good hits in just so he doesn't feel badly, but once you're down to half health you finish him off. [[You easily win.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 7"]]<<else>>instantly press the attack. Let's see how good Arthur really is. The answer, apparently, is "not very." Poor Arthur jumps once in the air and lands into your kick. He instantly gets back up and you execute a few simple combos, knocking him down with each one. He continues to rise up almost immediately, never once waiting or doing anything else. Within twenty seconds you get a flawless victory. @@.arthur;"Motherfucker,"@@ Arthur mutters. You try not to laugh loud enough for him to hear. The second round isn't any better. You can tell the skill gap between the two of you is quite large, and you're curious to see if you win again without getting hit. It turns out that you can. @@.arthur;"Darn it,"@@ Arthur growls in frustration when he loses again without depleting your health bar even once. @@.yellow;"Darn it?"@@ You tease him with a smirk. @@.yellow;"Such language. My virgin ears will never be the same."@@ @@.arthur;"Har har,"@@ he quips. @@.arthur;"Very funny."@@ [[You easily won both rounds.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 7"]]<</if>><</if>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 7">><<if $temp.switch2>>The two of you take a short break before starting the next round. <<if $temp.switch3>>While the next cutscene plays you both relax a little.<<else>>The two of you take a short break before starting the next round.<</if>> @@.yellow;"Bowling is stupid,"@@ you mutter. @@.arthur;"Do you not like it? We can go somewhere else,"@@ Arthur quickly says. @@.yellow;"It's fine,"@@ you sigh. [[Time for the next set of ten.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 8"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>>You can't resist teasing Arthur a little. <<if $temp.switch3>>@@.yellow;"Just like hunting, eh?"@@ @@.arthur;"It's not fair,"@@ he grouses, @@.arthur;"if that were a buck and I had a rifle this would be a different story. I'm good at the real thing, not make-believe."@@ <<if $fem lt 1150>>@@.yellow;"Uh-huh,"@@ you mock a little.<<else>>@@.yellow;"Totally,"@@ you agree."<</if>> [[The next chapter in the game begins.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 8"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.yellow;"I thought I was going down."@@ @@.arthur;"My joystick is sticking,"@@ Arthur complains. Then he sighs and admits, @@.arthur;"I guess it's not easy as I remember."@@ <<if $fem lt 1150>><<AddFem 2>>@@.yellow;"Uh huh. Excuses, excuses."@@ You can't resist smirking a little. @@.yellow;"Let's switch sides. I deal with sticky stuff all the time, so I don't mind."@@ Arthur gives you a strange look and your face goes red. @@.yellow;"Not like that! I didn't mean, um, never mind! Let's just switch."@@ You take over his spot and he takes yours.<<else>>@@.yellow;"That sucks,"@@ you try to comfort him. @@.yellow;"Let's switch? It might even out the skill gap."@@ You hope you won't hurt his ego with the suggestion. But Arthur is as humble as ever, and agrees to take the left side while you take the right.<</if>> [[Time for round two.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 8"]]<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 8">><<if $temp.switch2>><<if $temp.switch3>>You gradually get better, but "better" doesn't mean "victory." At least you're able to break fifty points this time around. Arthur does even better than last time. Of course. Mr. Perfect seems to excel at just about everything. <<if $fem gte 1060>>You would begrudge most people who are effortlessly good anything they go, but Arthur is so nice that it's hard to mind. He's the opposite of the dumb jock stereotype, you decice. He's like The Jock Who Cares. Or something.<<else>>How is it that he's good at everything he does but you can't even pass for a guy? Such bullshit.<</if>><<else>>You continue to struggle. It gets so bad that Arthur offers to give you pointers. <<if $fem gte 1100>><<AddFem 4>>You decline, but you don't get any better. It gets so bad you that you end up having to bowl granny-style just to get the ball into the pins. This is like school all over again, you berate yourself. You can't even get a heavy ball down the lane, and you're forced to mimic the style of elderly women just to get a few points. It's very dispiriting. At least Arthur is nicer about it than your classmates were. Actually, he seems even sweeter than usual about it. Like he somehow likes you more for it. Does he like having a helpless girl around? You aren't sure, but either way you dislike being said helpless girl.<<else>><<AddFem 2>>You agree, and then learn that this means he's going to stand behind you and touch you to demonstrate the form you should be using. It's strangely electric, and your skin tingles long after he's moved away.<</if>><</if>> Regardless, you still lose. Badly. Again. @@.arthur;"Do you wanna stop for a bit and get some food?"@@ Arthur seems to be able to tell that you're not enjoying bowling. @@.arthur;"I think they have nachos here. And wings."@@ [[This information is music to your ears.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 9"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>><<if $temp.switch3>>The next chapter is significantly harder. While Arthur seems to have figured out the aiming a bit better, he's still slow to reload and he wastes way too many bullets. He keeps running out, which means you keep having to let him grab the extra ammo boxes. And that means less for you, the player actually taking down enemies. Despite you letting Arthur nab the extra hidden life, he still dies too many times and then it's just you against the horde of zombies and devil dogs. You are brought down by the enemy while Arthur fumbles for more coins to come back. You're on to the next life, now, and at least you have a partner to share some of the brunt. But the game isn't designed with fairness in mind, and soon Arthur is holding you back again. You each run out of lives on the final boss. The final score comes up, with you significantly ahead. @@.arthur;"Wanna go get some popcorn,"@@ he sulks, @@.arthur;"this darn game is driving me crazy."@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Arthur was being honest about the joystick. It's sticking up a bit, making you jump far more than you'd like. And maybe that's why it's even more embarrassing this time around when you beat him. You end up executing multiple jump combos. It has less to do with you being good and more to do with Arthur being bad. Well, Goldbar is also a bad character to pick. It's like he gave himself a handicap when he already <<if $fem gte 1050>>was struggling a little<<else>>sucks<</if>>. @@.arthur;"Feel up for some popcorn? I need a break from getting beatdown,"@@ Arthur admits.<</if>> [[Popcorn always sounds good.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 9"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 9">><<if $temp.switch2>>The nachos are about what you might expect. They're overcooked, with too many chips and not enough cheese. Even the sodas that Arthur orders are flat. It's like the bowling alley wants to make sure your low expectations are consistently not met. <<if $fem gte 1200>>This is why bowling is the worst.<<else>>Bowling fucking sucks.<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>><<if $temp.switch3>>The popcorn is freshly made, though lacking in butter. Still, it's a good snack and provides a nice excuse to take a break from watching Arthur struggle to hit a zombie.<<else>>The popcorn is slightly stale, but not inedible. At least it provides an excuse to stop kicking Arthur's <<if $fem gte 1140>>butt<<else>>ass<</if>> for a little bit.<</if>> Arthur's phone chirps, and he seems distressed when he reads the message. @@.arthur;"Damn. I forgot to give my dad somethin', and he needs me to come home right away."@@ He gives you a regretful look. @@.arthur;"Do you mind if we swing by my place? I'll bring you home right after. I'm real sorry."@@ @@.yellow;"It's fine,"@@ you smile to reassure him.<</if>> The two of you leave the <<if $temp.switch2>>bowling alley<<else>>arcade<</if>> and [[get into Arthur's truck.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 10">>For a variety of reasons there is a part of town that you've come to associate with wealth. It's a side of Hope's Point that reminds you of home, in a way. Even if it's nothing like the city. Maybe it's just because it's nicer than the rest of Hope's Point. There's an overwhelming sense of opulence. From the gargantuan houses with their meticulously groomed lawns to the imported cherry trees that shower the roads with pink petals. In cases where the local wildlife grows without human interference it's so pretty that the aesthetic makes up for the natural chaos. The barn party that you <<if $flag.barnpartyatt>>attended<<else>>were invited to<</if>> your first week in Hope's Point is in this part of town. <<if $flag.jakedateroute eq "boat">>It's where Jake took you out on the boat to drink at night<<if $flag.resisttf eq "boat" and $flag.tf>> and where you tried to hide from Lisa's goons<</if>>.<</if>> Kurt <<if $flag.tf>>lives<<else>>lived<</if>> here. It kind of surprises you that this is where Arthur lives. Between his job as a waiter and his old truck you'd sort of assumed he was more of the blue-collar type. But clearly his family is loaded. You wonder what else you don't know about him. He turns down a short driveway. It quickly opens into a huge space for multiple cars to park, though at the moment there's only three there. Two are very nice and expensive, while the last one's condition is similar to that of Arthur's truck. @@.arthur;"Let me just run in, then I'll be back to take you home."@@ You nod, and stay in the truck's cab as Arthur leaves to run inside. His gym bag is slung over his shoulder. [[The front door opens right as he gets there.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 11"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 11">><<AddFem 1>>Because of the angle you can't see inside, but a muscular forearm reaches out and claps Arthur on the shoulder. They talk for a moment. Arthur gestures to the truck and says something else, and then he drops the bag to the floor. He crouches down next to it and fishes something out. You can't tell what it is, but he hands it to other person. They speak a little more and then Arthur grabs his bag and runs back toward you. @@.arthur;"Sorry about that,"@@ Arthur apologizes as he slides into the truck. @@.arthur;"I told dad I need to take someone from the restaurant home, but he wants me right back here afterward."@@ @@.yellow;"It's fine,"@@ you smile. @@.yellow;"I had fun today.@@ <<if $temp.switch2>>@@.yellow;Even if I do suck at bowling."@@<<else>>@@.yellow;Even if you do suck at video games."@@<</if>> He snorts and backs the truck out of the driveway. @@.arthur;"Next time our date won't be cut short, I promise."@@ @@.yellow;"I'm looking forward to it."@@ <<if $fem gte 1201>>[[And you mean it.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 12"]]<<else>>[[Surprisingly, you mean it.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 12"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 12">><<AddKiss "Arthur">>It's a pleasant drive home, and you wish it didn't have to end. It's too bad that Arthur has to leave so soon. You enjoyed the unexpected fun after a tiring day at work. Arthur pulls up in front of the cottage and puts the truck into idle. <<if $temp.number1 eq 1>><<AddFem 3>>@@.arthur;"So,"@@ Arthur casually says, @@.arthur;"I think we had a bet, right?"@@ You nod. @@.yellow;"I believe you're correct."@@ <<if $temp.switch2>>@@.arthur;"And that means you owe me a kiss."@@ His eyes sparkle mischievously.<<else>>@@.arthur;"Then I guess I owe you a kiss,"@@ a smile grows on his lips.<</if>> He leans in.<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>><<AddFem 2>>@@.arthur;"I think we had a bet, didn't we?"@@ @@.yellow;"Mhm,"@@ you nod. @@.yellow;"Winner decides if they want a kiss or not."@@ <<if $temp.switch2>>@@.arthur;"I wonder if I want it or not?"@@ His face dips closer to yours. @@.yellow;"Better decide fast,"@@ you murmur. Arthur's mouth is even nearer now.<<else>>@@.arthur;"And? Do you want it?"@@ The words have hardly left his mouth before his lips are moving closer toward yours. @@.yellow;"Well, I'm not sure,"@@ you exhale, the close proximity making your heart beat a little faster, @@.yellow;"I might have to think about it."@@ @@.arthur;"Uh huh,"@@ is all he says back.<</if>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 3>><<AddFem 1>>@@.arthur;"So I know we didn't do a bet, but I'm going to be ballsy and kiss you anyway."@@ He pauses. @@.arthur;"Unless it makes you uncomfortable."@@ You don't say anything. You knew what you were getting into when you and Arthur started dating. The bet wasn't your thing, but if the worst that happens is a kiss then you'll consider yourself lucky.<</if>> The kiss steals your breath away, both literally and figuratively. It tastes like <<if $temp.switch2>>nachos<<else>>popcorn<</if>>. Arthur's hand settles on one of your hips, his fingers tightening ever so slightly. There's possessiveness there. And desire. [[The feelings hide underneath the surface, longing to get out.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 13"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 13 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 13">><<AddFem 3>>As ever, your mind won't quite let you stay in the moment and enjoy the experience. When is he going to want to have another big talk? What if he asks me to be his girlfriend? What do I say? Oh my god, how am I ever going to tell him the truth, he's going to be so angry and he'll probably be disgusted and I have no idea how to make any of this better because no matter what he'll be hurt, I'm such a bad person for doing this and leading him on like this but maybe I can run away at the end of summer without telling him but that will be hard too and it'll hurt us both and – Arthur's phone goes off, interrupting the moment. It's a strange jingle that reminds you of the old "shave and a haircut" tune, but slightly different. You can't quite place how. He pulls back. @@.arthur;"Shit,"@@ he mutters. @@.arthur;"That's my dad. I'm sorry, I gotta check this."@@ You don't mind. The interruption derailed the mental train wreck that was going on in your head. @@.arthur;"Oh, hell yeah!"@@ Arthur fist pumps the air, then stops, embarrassed. @@.arthur;"Dad said he changed his mind and doesn't need me tonight,"@@ he explains with a grin. @@.arthur;"I think he felt badly about calling me to come home before. I told him I was with a girl. Don't worry, I didn't mention your name or nothin'."@@ It's sweet of Arthur to be considerate, though you're not sure why you should care if Arthur's dad knows your name. @@.yellow;"Then you don't have to leave?"@@ He shakes his head. @@.arthur;"Naw. Sorry our date got cut short. I'm free all night, now."@@ [[He gives you a look.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 14"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 14 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 14">>There's still tension in the air. The fervor from the kiss has barely dissipated, even with Arthur's dad interrupting. You have this intense feeling in your gut that if you don't put a stop to this now then things are going to get very physical tonight. The anxiety is still there, too. Lurking in the back of your mind. Whispering dark promises of how awful you are, how terrible the future is going to be because of your choices. It's quieter when you're with Arthur, but maybe that's the problem. Maybe you should end things. Now. For good. Finally. What do you do? You could [[invite Arthur inside.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 15"]] and accept whatever happens because of that. Or [[you can break things off.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 15"; $route.arthur to false]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 15 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 15">><<if $route.arthur>><<AddFem 2>>You take a deep breath, trying to keep your anxiety at bay. The last thing you want right now is to be alone with your thoughts, toxic as they are. <<if $fem gte 1100>><<AddFem 1>>And if you're being honest with yourself, you can't deny that you like Arthur. You don't want to end things with him, despite what the future might hold.<<else>>If Arthur is around then, at the very least, you'll be distracted. You feel sort of badly continuing the charade and using him to distract from your own negativity. Hell, what don't you feel badly about these days?<</if>> You choose your next words very carefully. @@.yellow;"Do you want to come inside?"@@ He nods, unaware of the internal conflict you just went through. @@.arthur;"I'd like that."@@ He smiles, and despite your emotions [[you find yourself smiling with him.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 16"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You blurt the words out before <<if $fem gte 1040>>you lose your courage<<else>>you can change your mind<</if>>. @@.yellow;"I think we should put a stop to things."@@ He jerks back like he's been slapped. @@.arthur;"What?"@@ @@.yellow;"I'm sorry."@@ <<if $fem gte 1040>><<AddFem 2>>You bite your lip, hard, hoping the pain will stop you from crying.<<else>>It comes out as a whisper, but in the sudden quiet of the truck it's clearly audible.<</if>> @@.arthur;"Why? Where is this coming from? Is it because – "@@ You open the door, not wanting to hear any more. What's the point? So he can change your mind? And then what? You can't ever really be together. The two of you are doomed as a couple. <<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 1>>You'll be a boy again soon<<else>>You're a boy<</if>> and when Arthur sees your dick all bets are off. You rush out of the truck and stumble into the cottage, locking your door behind you. With a trembling hand you text Arthur that you're sorry, then block his number. Sliding down to the floor, you sit there for a moment, taking deep breaths. All you want to do is be someone else. For a minute, an hour. Whatever. Just live any life but your own. [[Everything sucks.|W7T][$control.location to "Home"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 16 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 16">>The two of you don't waste time. Within a minute or so you and Arthur are on the couch, making out like a normal pair of teenagers. Well, a normal pair of teenagers except where one of them is secretly a boy who is only pretending to be a girl.<<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 1>> Oh, and he has a vagina. It's complicated.<</if>> Both yours and Arthur's breaths are coming in heavier. One of his hands keeps playing with the bottom of your shirt, his fingers toying with the hem. There's a growing bulge in the crotch of his gym shorts that he's clearly trying to hide. <<if $flag.tf>>It's kind of funny, in an absurd sort of way.<<else>><<AddFem 2>>What he doesn't realize is that you're trying to hide the same thing. Am I gay now, or something? Kissing a guy gets me hard? It's too confusing to think about. To your chagrin you don't need to do much to keep your problem hidden. You'll be in trouble if he tries to go below your waist, though.<</if>> The makeout intensifies, and Arthur makes a decision. His hand dips below your shirt, the touch of his palm warm against your side. He hesitates, waiting to see if you stop him. <<if $fem gte 1200>>You're not sure you could even if you wanted to. [[And you don't want to.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 17"]]<<else>>[[You don't.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 17"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 17 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 17">>After a moment his hand rises, fighting fabric to <<if $breastsize gte 37>><<AddFem 3>>fondle your big boobs, his hand going back and forth between both of them, giving each equal attention.<<elseif $breastsize gte 21>><<AddFem 2>>caress your breasts, his hand cupping one before releasing it to touch the other. His fingers tease and tweak your nipples, and without realizing it you moan into his mouth.<<else>><<AddFem 1>>touch your chest, his fingers dancing over your nipples in a way that instantly makes them stiffen and tingle.<</if>> Arthur's other hand joins the first, and you can do nothing but settle back and be consumed by the pleasure radiating from your chest. At some point you must have leaned back, because instead of being side by side Arthur is more on top of you. His hands are still under your clothes, his mouth on yours, his waist grinding into you with nothing holding back the penis inside his shorts.<<if $flag.tf eq false>> It's all you can do to keep the presence of mind to turn your hips so your own package won't be felt.<</if>> You're both panting, and there's a hungry desire in the air. Arthur pulls off your shirt and you help in the declothing. In a moment your chest is bare. Your nipples are erect and look longer than usual, maybe from Arthur's ministrations or maybe from the cool summer air. His mouth drops to take one in his mouth and you moan. Oh my god. It's sublime. It's fantastic. Better than getting the new expansion for a popular MMO on opening day. [[Way better.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur 18"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 18 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 18">><<AddFem 1>>You feel Arthur shifting his weight, though his tongue never stops teasing your nipple. When you open your eyes and lift your head up you see him pulling down his shorts. Oh shit. Does he think sex is on the table? <<if $flag.tf>>The idea of having a penis penetrate your downstairs situation should be terrifying. And it is. <<if $fem gte 1091>><<AddFem 1>>But in the heat of the moment you also feel excited.<<else>>But there's some curiosity, too.<</if>> If the stuff up until now has felt so good, how good would that feel? But that would definitely mean you're doing something you never thought you would. Ever. Maybe you should do redirect things. Do you [[let things play out as they have been|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur sex"]] or do you [[take matters into your own hands to prevent penetration|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur foreplay"]]?<<else>> Well that's going to cause some problems, for obvious reasons. If Arthur gets into your panties he's going to find a big – okay, a decently-sized – surprise waiting for him. You can't let that happen.<<GetSexCount "anal">><<if _strcount and $fem gte 900>> But maybe he won't notice, you think hot-tempered. It wouldn't be your first butt sex anyway. You can probably keep him from finding out, just like Jake.<</if>> [[Take matters into your hands. Literally.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur foreplay"]]<<if _strcount and $fem gte 900>> [[Your desire is too strong. Just do it.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur sex"]]<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur foreplay ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur foreplay">><<AddFem 2>>@@.yellow;"Lean back,"@@ you pant. You're feeling a little breathless, your nipples still engorged and tingling. He does so without question. Arthur's shorts are tugged down just enough to show his boxers. With your hand trembling slightly, you pull the shorts down further. His underwear comes next. His penis flops out, rock hard and thick. It's practically straining to be inside of you. Weird. Gross? Maybe. Kind of. Not entirely. You know you should get Arthur off now before real sex can happen. Somehow you don't think a handjob will suffice. <<GetSexCount "blowjob">><<if _strcount gte 1>>You suppose you could use your mouth. It's not it would be the first blowjob you've given.<<else>>But could you use your mouth for that? You've never done that before!<</if>> <<if $breastsize gte 21>>You've seen plenty of porn where the actresses get guys off by using their boobs. Could you do that instead? [[Use your mouth.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur blowjob"]] [[Use your breasts.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur boobjob"]]<<else>>It's not you have a choice, here. It's either that or a different sort of penetration. [[Use your mouth.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur blowjob"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur boobjob ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur boobjob">>You lean over Arthur, holding your breasts from the side. I've done some strange stuff in my time here, but this has to take the cake. Now, you're no stranger to watching dicks fuck boobs. Err, rather, you've seen a lot of porn based on the concept. <<if $fem gte 1040>><<AddFem 3>>Just do what they do. Easy.<<else>><<AddFem 2>>Can't believe I'm really about to do this.<</if>> You gulp, then bend lower and press your breasts against Arthur's shaft. He sighs at the contact. There's some friction as the skin of your boobs rubs up and down against Arthur's penis. Well, I know what they'd do in porn. You work up some saliva into your mouth and then let it fall into one hand. You massage it into Arthur's dick and then resume the action with your breasts. <<if $breastsize gte 37>>Your massive orbs make even Arthur's girthy member look small. He seems to be having a good time, though. Your nipples are still stiff and pointy<<else>>Your big boobs look like giant fleshy pillows, and Arthur seems to be greatly enjoying the experience. Your nipples are still hard and erect<</if>>, and for some reason <<if $flag.tf>>there's a growing warmth in your groin that is making you a little more enthusiastic for the whole experience.<<else>>your penis is also hard as a rock. You have to keep your hips at a certain angle the whole time to make sure Arthur doesn't see or feel it.<</if>> You move a little faster now, aware that you're effectively masturbating Arthur with your body. It's just like a handjob. Only different. A little more intimate, maybe. [[Not to mention the close-up view you have of Arthur's penis.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur boobjob 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur boobjob 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur boobjob 2">>Arthur groans, and his hips rise somewhat into the air, grinding his dick even further into your boobs. I wonder what this is called? A boobjob? Nah, that's something else. A titjob? I feel like that means the same thing. Huh. Never thought about it till now. <<GetSexCount "blowjob">><<if _strcount>><<AddFem 3>>It's strange having a penis so close to your face, but at least this time it doesn't mean you're going to be giving head. That would be worse. Right?<<else>><<AddFem 2>>You're not sure you've ever had a penis as close to your face as Arthur's is right now. At least it isn't in your mouth. This is better than giving head, right?<</if>> Being this up close and personal to a penis means you have a front row seat for the finale. You were completely unprepared for Arthur's cock to erupt, shooting string after string of jizz into your face. A long rope of cum gets into one of your eyes, and it burns horribly. Some goes up your nose, filling your nostrils with the overpowering aroma of semen. For a moment there's silence other than the sounds of you sputtering. But then Arthur burts out laughing. @@.arthur;"I'm sorry,"@@ he sniggers, @@.arthur;"I'm so freaking sorry, but you look – "@@ he breaks off into a fit of laughter. A tad indignantly, you look up and catch your reflection in the mirror. Your <<if $fem gte 1100>>tits<<else>>boobs<</if>> are covered in jizz, as is your face. I look like I just got a facial. Worse, you look like you just finished participating in a bukkake session. Arthur's balls apparently contain a prodigious amount of semen, all of which is now on your face and chest. <<if $fem gte 1065>>You can't help it, you laugh too. It is rather funny, after all.<<else>>Maybe it would be funny if it happened to someone else. But since it's you this happened to you aren't that amused.<</if>> You go clean into the bathroom to clean up. When you come back out Arthur is completely naked and standing there. His dick is fully erect. Oh My Croft Holmes, is he ready to again? Does he want another tittyjob? It seems that Arthur has other ideas. He sits up and whispers huskily, @@.arthur;"Can we go to your bedroom?"@@ @@.yellow;"Sure."@@ You figure you can give head in there as easily as you can out here. You lead Arthur to your bed. When you go to push him down he fake wrestles with you and you end up falling onto the bed, instead. You're on your stomach and he quickly climbs on top of you. His dick is stiff against your ass. @@.arthur;"I liked that, but I don't want it to be all about me."@@ He hesitates. @@.arthur;"Is this okay?"@@ For some reason your nipples are still tingling and your heart is hammering and your groin is on fire with desire. Arthur's dick is rubbing against your asscrack and you want him. You want him badly. @@.yellow;"It's fine."@@ You reach back and [[grab his cock.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur sex 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur blowjob ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur blowjob">><<AddBlowjob "Arthur">><<AddFem 2>>Leaning over Arthur, almost straddling him, the whole situation <<GetSexCount "blowjob">><<if _strcount gte 2>><<AddFem 3>>feels different from the blowjobs you've given in the past. With those the guy was looking down at you from above, and it felt <<if $fem gte 1002>>humiliating<<else>>degrading<</if>>. Is that the right word? Maybe "mortifying" would be a better descriptor.<<elseif _strcount gte 1>><<AddFem 2>>feels different from the one blowjob you gave before. With that you were below the guy, having him look down on you. It felt <<if $fem lt 1002>>humiliating<<else>>degrading<</if>>. Well, maybe not that bad. But "embarrassing" isn't quite strong enough, either. Perhaps "shameful" works? Either way, it wasn't great.<<else>><<AddFem 5>>is crazy surreal. You can't believe you're actually doing this. This must be the girliest thing ever. You should feel humiliated! You should feel ashamed and awkward and self-conscious.<</if>> But seeing Arthur's face, watching him moan as you lightly touch his penis, you sort of feel… empowered. It's weird. Like, you're in control. You can elicit sounds and make him feel all sorts of things. Just by moving your hand up and down. Well, in for a penny, right? You lean down and slowly lick up Arthur's penis, starting at the base where it meets his balls and then going up the shaft all the way to the tip of his dick. He twitches uncontrollably. Must be nice, you think with a touch of envy. Nobody's ever done this to my penis. You repeat this two more times before taking the head in your mouth and sucking lightly. Arthur gives you another strong reaction. It's kind of amazing how easy it is to suck dick. You just do what you've seen a billion times in porn. I wonder if the bar for giving good head is really low, or if it's just super easy to do. Whatever. [[Arthur is clearly enjoying himself.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur blowjob 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur blowjob 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur blowjob 2">><<AddBreath_Strong "cum">>He doesn't seem to be aware of it, but he's almost humping the air. <<GetSexCount "blowjob">><<if _strcount>>I guess sucking the tip isn't enough.<<else>>Maybe he wants to get it in further?<</if>> You try to take more of him in your mouth, feeling the inches slide past your lips. The head of Arthur's dick hits the back of your throat <<GetSexCount "blowjob">><<if _strcount lt 1>>and you try not to gag or choke.<<else>>but other than a slight cough – which Arthur seems to like feeling – you don't react.<</if>> You bob your head up and down, listening with amusement to his panting and groaning. @@.arthur;"Oh go – I'm gonna cum!"@@ He says out of nowhere. You'd just bobbed down when he said this, <<GetSexCount "blowjob">><<if _strcount gte 2>>but you're practically a pro at blowjobs by now. You swallow everything down so fast that you barely taste the cum. When Arthur's orgasm is finished you release his dick and lean back, a smug smile on your face.<<elseif _strcount>><<AddFem 4>>so all you can do is try not to choke on the copious amount of seed he's shooting into you. You do cough a little, but not too much. You swallow and swallow, and just when you think it's too much his dick finishes. You release his penis from your mouth and lean back, your tongue slimy with jizz.<<else>><<AddFem 5>>and his cock unloads in your mouth, making you cough and sputter. Cum leaks out of your mouth, and as soon as his firehose is done spraying you release it so you can cough more. You wipe your face with the back of your hand and it comes away with a good amount of jizz.<</if>> Arthur has a goofy grin on his face. @@.arthur;"That was amazing."@@ He looks at your shirtless form, and much to your <<GetSexCount "blowjob">><<if _strcount lt 1>>dismay<<elseif _strcount gte 1 and $queue.blowjob lt 2>>surprise<<elseif _strcount gte 2>>amusement<</if>> his dick is already getting hard again. <<GetSexCount "blowjob">><<if _strcount gte 2>>Guess he just needs another one. Ah well, more practice for me. Not that big a deal.<<elseif _strcount>>Round two, I guess. Can't believe he's got a big dick and no cooling off period. Some guys have all the luck.<<else>>Do I have to do that again? What is he, an animal? Shouldn't he have a cooling off period?<</if>> It seems that Arthur has other ideas. He sits up and whispers huskily, @@.arthur;"Can we go to your bedroom?"@@ @@.yellow;"Sure."@@ You figure you can give head in there as easily as you can out here. You lead Arthur to your bed. When you go to push him down he fake wrestles with you and you end up falling onto the bed, instead. You're on your stomach and he quickly climbs on top of you. His dick is stiff against your ass. @@.arthur;"I liked that, but I don't want it to be all about me."@@ He hesitates. @@.arthur;"Is this okay?"@@ For some reason your nipples are still tingling and your heart is hammering and your groin is on fire with desire. Arthur's dick is rubbing against your asscrack and you want him. You want him badly. @@.yellow;"It's fine."@@ You reach back and [[grab his cock.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur sex 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur sex ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur sex">>@@.yellow;"Should we move to the bedroom,"@@ you breathlessly ask. <<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 4>>You can't believe you're even considering this, but there's a fluttering in your stomach and a tingly sensation in your crotch that's demanding attention.<<else>><<AddFem 5>>If this is actually going to happen then you need to be in control. Maybe if it's a certain angle and the lighting is right you can make sure Arthur never finds out about your little – normal sized! – secret.<</if>> @@.arthur;"Okay,"@@ Arthur pants. He eagerly stands up, his body quivering with anticipation. You walk into the bedroom, keeping the lights off. <<if $flag.tf>>You don't think you want to see what's about to happen. <</if>>The shades are already drawn, blocking the bright sunlight from streaming inside. In next to no time Arthur has stripped off his clothes, revealing toned muscles all along his abdomen and chest. God damn it. Big dick and he's built like an underwear model? This is horseshit. Some dudes have all the luck. You push him onto the bed and then kneel down, putting your mouth on his member. Arthur groans. You work as much saliva onto his dick as you can. <<if $flag.tf>>Whatever is about to happen, you have the feeling it might hurt, and a slick dick could feel better.<<else>>Without lube this is about to hurt, but maybe if you get his cock slick enough it won't.<</if>> Once there's more moisture on his penis than there is in your mouth you crawl onto the bed, turning your body away from him. <<if $flag.tf>>Your nerves are failing, but excitement is building, too. I can't watch what's about to happen.<<else>>With the low lighting and the angle he probably won't be able to see anything. You hope.<</if>> You back your butt up and [[grab his dick.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur sex 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur sex 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur sex 2">>His dick is slick in your hand. Good. Maybe it won't hurt quite so much. With Arthur pressed tightly against your back, you angle his member for your <<if $flag.tf>><<AddSex "Arthur">>crotch. Man, Lisa would be so mad if she knew what I using this thing for.<<else>><<AddAnal "Arthur">>ass. You can only hope that he won't realize he's in the wrong hole.<</if>> You use one hand to pull your waistband down. Not all the way, but enough in the back to give him unimpeded access to you. Arthur doesn't need any prompting. As soon as the tip of his penis is against your hole he gently pushes inside. You gasp, the feeling far beyond anything you could have expected. It's not quite pain, but the level of discomfort is so high that it almost hurts. At the same time, it feels good. <<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 5>>Very good. Like someone set off a bunch of tiny bombs in your body, and they're all starting to go off, but instead of shrapnel or whatever it's pleasure. Or something. Yeah. You can't think of a better metaphor, not with Arthur slowly easing in and out of you.<<else>><<AddFem 3>>Really good. Your penis tingles fiercely, and without thinking you almost grab it and start stroking. You force yourself not to, instead turning your attention to what Arthur is doing. He's slowly pulling out and pushing back in, a gentle motion that makes the sensation easier.<</if>> <<ShowImage "danni-arthur-bootybump" 640>> He breathes against the back of your neck. Arthur continues the unhurried thrusting. With each push he enters a little further in you. Every time you think he must be in all the way he goes in even more. The discomfort is gradually dissipating, being [[replaced by an intense arousal different from anything you've ever experienced.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur sex 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur sex 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur sex 3">><<AddFem 3>>Arthur pumps back and forth and you get used to the feelings. You start to meet his thrusts partway, pushing back when he pushes forward to better let his dick go even further inside of you. Normally your mind would be obsessively considering the ramifications of this. Having sex with a guy? Continuing this lie even further? Are you gay now? Fortunately, it feels so damn good that your brain is going blank. You don't know what drugs are like, but you imagine they must be like this. Though how anything could feel as good as this does is beyond you. Arthur grunts as he pushes in further, and you wiggle your hips, moaning at the detonation of sensations this sets off in your body. You can feel his thrusts from the bottom of your toes to the tips of your nipples. <<if $flag.tf>>What you did with Kurt felt good, but this is beyond that. Like comparing waffles to pancakes. Sure, both are good for breakfast, but one is perfection and the other is a waffle.<<else>>If butt sex always feels like this you don't know how gay guys ever stop. If you were in a gay relationship you'd be getting it up the butt all the time. Why not? It's like freaking heaven!<</if>> Speaking of, something seems to be happening to you. <<if $flag.tf>>A wave is rising inside of you, building and building. @@.yellow;"Yes,"@@ you moan.<<else>>Your dick is throbbing despite not even being touched, and an orgasm is imminent. @@.yellow;"Ahhh,"@@ you moan.<</if>> And then [[it happens.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur sex 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur sex 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur sex 4">><<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 6>>Your body betrays you. Up until now there was always a piece of you that you held back, that didn't completely fall into being $name. When living life as a girl was fun, or you were happy, there was always still a voice reminding you that you were once Danny Jones and you will be again. Your body betrays you. It seizes on Arthur's member and squeezes tightly as you shudder once, twice, three times. Your voice undulates out, strangely, gutturally, completely out of your control. Every particle inside of you flares with pleasure. In that moment there is no voice holding back, nothing holding on to your old life. Your body betrays you, and for several moments pleasure overwhelms you. You like it. You love it. The peak of femininity is the best you have ever felt.<<else>><<AddFem 4>>You convulse, shaking with an orgasm far more intense than anything you felt yanking on your dick to porn. Usually the pleasure is concentrated in one part of you. But right now you feel it in your ass, your groin and your stomach. It's like a starving person eating a free sample at the grocery store versus eating a full meal. You moan from it. Your ass is full of Arthur, a man is inside you. And you don't care. No, worse. You like it. How can something be so bad and feel so good?<</if>> The orgasm ends with you gasping for air against Arthur. He pants behind you. For a minute the two of you just stay where you are, both of you coming down from the highs of your individual climaxes. There's a sound from the living room. It's the "shave and a haircut" ringtone from Arthur's phone. It goes off, breaking the silence, prompting Arthur to speak. @@.arthur;"Dang it. Sorry to ruin the moment."@@ @@.yellow;"It's fine,"@@ you exhale. [[You close your eyes as reality pushes the euphoria away and brings you back down to earth.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur sex 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur sex 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur sex 5">><<silently>> <<set _fem to $fem>> <<if $flag.tf eq false>> <<GetSexCount "anal">> <<set _fem += (_strcount) * 120>> <</if>> <</silently>>The phone goes off again. @@.yellow;"Do you need to go get that?"@@ @@.arthur;"I s'pose I should,"@@ he sighs. @@.arthur;"Be right back."@@ He pulls out of you. You gasp as his penis exits your body, leaving you with the strange sense that something is missing. <<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 7>>The way his penis fit inside you, like it was made for you, there's a surreal feeling of loss when he gets up off the bed.<<else>><<AddFem 5>>It had been hard to get used to, but it now feels more surreal to have his penis outside of you than it did to have it in.<</if>> <<if _fem gte 1100>>What am I becoming? Am I really missing having a dick in <<if $flag.tf>>me<<else>>my ass<</if>>? And more than that, I really liked having sex with Arthur. This is all so confusing!<<else>>I can't believe I did all of that. That I allowed it to happen. That I wanted it. I don't recognize myself any more. And I'm not sure if that's good or bad.<</if>> @@.arthur;"Darn it,"@@ Arthur mutters, coming back from the living room. @@.arthur;"Somethin' came up, I gotta head home."@@ He stands in the doorway, framed by the light behind him. @@.arthur;"I'm real sorry. I don't want you to think I'm the kind of guy who does somethin' like this. I'd never do what we did and then run off."@@ You can't make out his face in the shadows, but you can hear the regret and guilt in his voice. @@.arthur;"I'll make it up to you."@@ @@.yellow;"It's okay."@@ You're not sure how to process what just happened, so maybe having Arthur leave would be for the best. He asks to take a quick shower, which you agree to. There's an odor in the air that is unfamiliar to you, but you've heard it described enough and read about it to know that it's the smell of sex. It's probably a good idea for him to shower if he's about to go see his family. When he leaves [[you turn the shower back on and step inside.|W7T][$control.location to "Arthur sex 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur sex 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur sex 6">>Now that you're up and moving there's some soreness, but not too much. I had sex. With Arthur. You still can't believe. Talk about taking our relationship to the next level. You angle your head to let the warm water wash over you. I haven't even known him two months. Does that make me a slut? After turning off the shower you step out of the bathroom, wearing only a towel. <<if $flag.tf>>I guess I should just take those stupid pictures that Lisa said I had to. May as well get it over with. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Selfies">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "classy"]>><<set $eWardrobe.restrictions to ["sasha"]>><<set $eWardrobe.restrictionText to ["You need to wear one of the new outfits."]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<else>><<WearOutfit "sasha_sleepover">>You put on your pajamas and then watch a movie until bed. It's an anime movie called Roar's Changing Fortress. There's a lot of praise for it online, and it's been a classic for years. At the end you close your laptop. <<if $fem gte 1120>>I didn't get it. You furrow your brow. Wait, so were they all happy at the end? And were the spirits mean or good? I liked the girl's outfit, though. With a shrug [[you head to bed.|W7W]] The movie didn't really distract you from the whole Arthur thing, either. Talk about a letdown.<<else>>That was fantastic. You can't believe you'd never seen it before! The artwork was so good. And the voice acting! Phenomenal. Best of all, it distracted you from the whole Arthur thing. For a little while, at least. You yawn and [[head to bed.|W7W]]<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home">>Back in the cottage, you get changed <<if $route.chris>><<AddFem 1>>for your date with Chris. You didn't think to ask about what you were doing tonight, but Chris mentioned the other day not to get too dressed up. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Date">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "party", "makeup"]>><<elseif $route.candice>><<AddFem 2>>for your date with Candice. You didn't think to ask about what you were doing tonight, but Candice mentioned it wouldn't be anything extravagant, so you're okay not getting too dressed up. Though you've noticed that she does prefer her women more feminine looking. Maybe she'd like you in a dress? <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Date">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "party", "makeup"]>><<else>>into something more comfortable. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Home 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "workout"]>><</if>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home 2">>Once you're comfortable, you settle down onto the couch. You've got some time to kill. What will you with yourself? You could watch a movie. Not exactly the most thrilling of pastimes, but it's something to do. Or you could play a video game. <<if $route.cosplay>><<AddFem 1>>You don't feel like dealing with your Call of Deity fans tonight, but maybe you could find something else to play. <</if>>There's a new open world RPG out that looks like a blast. That could work. Or you could have some solo time with your hand. <<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 2>>The idea of touching your groin still freaks you out, but nothing relaxes you like a good, old fashioned jerkoff session. It won't be weird so long as you don't think about your anatomical changes, right?<<else>>Poseidon knows your member deserves some attention. Little Danny has been kept in girl underwear for so long that you owe him a minute to feel like a man. I mean, not a "minute." It'll be longer than that, obviously. Right.<</if>> <<if $fem gte 1120>>[[How can you not? Play with yourself.|W7T][$control.location to "Porn"]]<<else>>[[Watch a movie.|W7T][$control.location to "Movie"]] [[Play a video game.|W7T][$control.location to "Video games"]] [[Play with yourself.|W7T][$control.location to "Porn"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn">>You boot up Nutflex with one hand while the other is already snaking down to your crotch. You absentmindedly <<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 1>>begin to rub yourself<<else>>grip your dick<</if>> as you peruse the options in front of you. There's a new video out from a very popular porn star. She's got blue hair and is covered in tattoos. Her massive breasts are so fake that you've read comments about how dolls look more real than this chick does. There's also some weird fetish video where a girl in a slutty cat costume get's fucked by a guy wearing a fox mask. And finally you could just hit the random button. [[Popular AND oozing silicone? Heck yes.|W7T][$control.location to "Porn popular"]] [[Cats and foxes? Me-wow!|W7T][$control.location to "Porn huh"]] [[The fuck are those options? The random button is the least offensive of everything, but it better not lead to anything weird…|W7T][$control.location to "Porn WTF"; $temp.number1 to 1]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn popular ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn popular">>At least you know the quality will be top-notch with the popular actress. You click that link and the video loads. Well, it's off to a promising start. She's got two big black dicks in her face. That's always a recipe for success. Your hand increases its speed while the actress turns her attention to the two throbbing members in front of her. With impressive speed she manages to suck on one nutsack and then the other. The erect cocks take turns slapping her in the face; every time she moves from one to the other she's rewarded with a dick-slap to the cheek. She seems to like it, though. Your hand goes even faster. One of the men gets bored with what's happening and positions himself behind her. While he enters her ass she deep throats the dick that's still in front of her. She moans on both cocks, and in a matter of seconds both men are pumping into her. For about three minutes the video is silent save for the moans and grunts of the actors involved. Occasionally the man fucking her ass will slap one of her butt cheeks and the resounding crack will make her shudder. You cum at the same moment that a torrent of seed is unloaded into her asshole. <<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 4>>Instantly your groin tingles with sensitivity and you have to stop your ministrations to stave off the sensory overload.<<else>><<AddFem 3>>You continue to stroke your dick until every ounce of jizz has been shot in your panties.<</if>> <<if $fem gte 1400>><<AddFem 3>>You can't even deny that you were picturing yourself in the woman's position the whole time.<<elseif $fem gte 1300>>You pictured yourself as a voyeur, someone not participating but just watching.<<else>>You pictured yourself as one of the guys doing the fucking. Despite everything you can still jerk off to fantasies of being a dude, right?<</if>> You keep the video going for just long enough to [[watch the other guy finish on her face.|W7T][$control.location to "Porn end"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn huh ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn huh">>Why not? It's just a little role-play, after all. This better not awaken anything in me, you think as you click the button. Right away you know this exceeds normal role-play. @@.hotpink;"Meow,"@@ goes the girl. She pretends to lick her hand and then rubs it down her cheek. The fuck is this? You've seen lots of weird porn, but somehow the internet still finds ways to surprise you. Despite the weirdness of it all, your hand increases its speed. Whatever. If I can watch a pizzaguy boink a milf than I can watch a foxboy bang a catgirl. The fox guy enters the camera's focus. He's on all fours, and when he gets close to the chick he pretends to sniff her groin. What the fuck? People like this shit? If he doesn't start fucking her soon I'm putting something else on. @@.hotpink;"Mrow?"@@ The girl looks back and wiggles her butt a little. The fox nods and mounts her from behind, his dick somehow already lubed up. It easily enters her vagina, prompting a long @@.hotpink;"Mrowwwww."@@ Finally. Your hand speeds up. You spend the next seven minutes watching the two fuck in various positions. They never speak, though the occasional @@.hotpink;"meow"@@ does come out. The fox never talks, but that's probably the actor has no idea what they sound like. What doex a fox say, anyway? The fox pulls out and cums all over her tits. You speed up and do what you need to do so that you finish only a few seconds later. <<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 3>>The sensitivity hits your right away and you have move your hand away to stop the orgasm from being too intense.<<else>><<AddFem 2>>You pump every ounce of cum out of your dick and into your panties.<</if>> <<if $fem gte 1400>><<AddFem 2>>You have to admit that you were picturing yourself as the chick rather than the guy, but in your head you were wearing a slutty Halloween costume and getting boned by a frat brother. I don't know what's wrong with me these days.<<elseif $fem gte 1300>>You were picturing normal people banging, not weird animal humans. Though your fantasy never clarified if you were the man or the woman.<<AddFem 1>><<else>>The whole time you were picturing yourself as a guy fucking a horny slut, not some weird woodland critter fantasy.<</if>> [[Once you're spent you close the video.|W7T][$control.location to "Porn end"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn WTF ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn WTF">>You decide to roll the dice and let fate pick your wank material. There's a slight delay while the page loads and the video buffers. You quickly go full-screen and then look away so you won't spoil what you're watching. A guy stands in a room alone. He looks a little effeminate, and one hand is enthusiastically stroking himself <<if $flag.tf>>to the point that it makes you miss your old equipment that much more.<<else>>in a manner that rivals your own ministrations.<</if>> In anticipation of what's going to happen your hand increases its speed. Another guy walks in. He's naked and is rock hard. Will this be a gangbang? Nice. I can get behind that. Much to your surprise, the first man drops to his knees while the second shoves his dick into the first man's mouth. Um. What? The first dude sucks on the second man's dick so eagerly that you'd think he was a cock addict. The second man shuts his eyes and moans. Um. You move the cursor to see the video's title. "Hot Guys Fuck After a HARD Work Out" is what you're greeted with. So you're watching gay porn. That's a first. <<if $fem gte 1400>>But whatever. It's not like the last month and a half haven't been super weird. Why get all prudish about this? [[Keep watching.|W7T][$control.location to "Porn WTF 2"]]<<elseif $fem gte 1200>>Not exactly ideal. Will you [[turn it off|W7T][$control.location to "Porn WTF 2"; $temp.number1 to 0]] or will you [[keep watching|W7T][$control.location to "Porn WTF 2"]]?<<else>>Annnnnd it totally kills your sex drive. [[Turn it off.|W7T][$control.location to "Porn WTF 2"; $temp.number1 to 0]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn WTF 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn WTF 2">><<if $temp.number1 eq 1>><<AddFem 6>>And that's how you jerked off to one dude sucking off another. The guys were still going, even after one nutted in the other's mouth, but you're spent by that point. You couldn't help but orgasm when you saw the cum leaking out of his mouth. <<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 4>>As soon as the orgasm beings the sensitivity in your groin ratchets up to an eleven and you have move your hand away to stop the orgasm from being too intense.<<else>><<AddFem 2>>You pump every ounce of jizz out of your dick and into your panties.<</if>> <<if $fem gte 1400>><<AddFem 3>>You have to admit that you were picturing yourself as one doing the sucking. Not your finest moment.<<elseif $fem gte 1300>><<AddFem 2>>You have no idea whether you fantasized about doing the sucking or getting sucked. Either way, you came hard.<<else>><<AddFem 1>>The whole time you were picturing yourself as the one getting his dick sucked. That makes it less gay, right?<</if>> [[Once you're done you close the video.|W7T][$control.location to "Porn end"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 0>>Well, that killed the mood really fucking fast. With your boner dead and gone you go onto Peddit and kill time browsing the latest posts. <<if $flag.tf>>Eventually you stretch and get off the internet. I guess I should go change and <<if $route.job eq "store">>head out to meet Janet.<<elseif $route.job eq "res">>take those pictures for Lisa.<</if>> You head into your room and turn on the eWardrobe. <<if $route.job eq "store">><<set $eWardrobe.link to "Sails">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "party"]>><<elseif $route.job eq "res">><<set $eWardrobe.link to "Selfies">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "classy"]>><</if>><<set $eWardrobe.restrictions to ["sasha"]>><<set $eWardrobe.restrictionText to ["You need to wear one of the new outfits."]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<else>>[[go to sleep.|W7W]]<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn end ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn end">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<if $flag.tf>> ║ │ <<routes>> ║ │ <<job "store">> ║ │ <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Sails">> ║ │ <<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "party"]>> ║ │ <<job "res">> ║ │ <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Selfies">> ║ │ <<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "classy"]>> ║ │ <</routes>> ║ │ <</if>> ║ │ <<AddFem 2>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>After that you linger online, browing Peddit until <<if $flag.tf>>it's time to go change and <<routes>><<job "store">>head out to meet Janet.<<job "res">>take those pictures for Lisa.<</routes>> You head into your room and turn on the eWardrobe. <<set $eWardrobe.restrictions to ["sasha"]>><<set $eWardrobe.restrictionText to ["You need to wear one of the new outfits."]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>[[go to sleep.|W7W]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Movie ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Movie">>You put on an old anime movie called Taken Afar. It's about a girl who gets transported to a strange world with monsters and demons and the like. <<if $fem gte 1100>>And she saves a dragon. Or maybe it saves her? You're not really sure. It was kind of confusing. But there were these cute little coal monsters! So that was fun.<<AddFem 2>><<else>>There's also a badass dragon. Or is he a boy? Whatever. You aren't sure. The movie is pretty solid, and holds up well despite its age.<</if>> <<if $flag.tf>>Once the movie is over you play some flash games for a while. Eventually you close your laptop. I guess I should go change and <<if $route.job eq "store">>head out to meet Janet.<<elseif $route.job eq "res">>take those pictures for Lisa.<</if>> You head into your room and turn on the eWardrobe. <<if $route.job eq "store">><<set $eWardrobe.link to "Sails">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "party"]>><<elseif $route.job eq "res">><<set $eWardrobe.link to "Selfies">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "classy"]>><</if>><<set $eWardrobe.restrictions to ["sasha"]>><<set $eWardrobe.restrictionText to ["You need to wear one of the new outfits."]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<else>>You take yourself to bed and [[fall back asleep.|W7W]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Video games ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Video games">>There's a new mobile game out that it supposed to be fun. It's a pirate game, where you have to assemble your own ship and crew made out of famous pirates from history. You give it a download and then boot it up. It's like other mobile games you've played. Nothing ground breaking, though the execution is pretty good. The pirates can be upgraded with in-game resources, and they have varying levels of rarity and strength. They each have roles that they're best at, too, like Navigator and Captain, so on. It's kind of fun having Calico Jack on the same team as Cheung Po Tsai and Thomas Tew. But after a few hours you're already seeing how the game is meant to make money. Everything is gated behind different in-game resources and currencies, and the players willing to pay for extras of those are clearly well ahead of everyone else. Eventually you're out of energy, have almost no galleons left, your Jolly Roger needs a billion things to upgrade again and you've got three viable captains but not a single competent character to man your cannon. With an eye roll you delete the game before you can be tempted to spend any real money on it. Still, it was a fun diversion. You browse Peddit a little until <<if $flag.tf>>it's time to <<if $route.job eq "store">>head out to meet Janet.<<elseif $route.job eq "res">>take those pictures for Lisa.<</if>> You head into your room and turn on the eWardrobe. <<if $route.job eq "store">><<set $eWardrobe.link to "Sails">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "party"]>><<elseif $route.job eq "res">><<set $eWardrobe.link to "Selfies">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "classy"]>><</if>><<set $eWardrobe.restrictions to ["sasha"]>><<set $eWardrobe.restrictionText to ["You need to wear one of the new outfits."]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<else>>bed time, and then [[go to sleep.|W7W]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Selfies ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Selfies">>It hadn't been the easiest to decide what to wear. In the end you'd decided to go for something casual or something dressy. You don't feel like sending Lisa a picture of you in a nightgown, after all. The eWardrobe does its thing while you grumpily wait for it to finish putting the clothes on you. You exit the eWardrobe and stomp into the living room to grab the tablet. Stupid Lisa Baker with her stupid demands for selfies. Are these also going to appear onto your social media account? Speaking of, you should probably check that to see what other horrors Lisa is posting in <<if $fem gte 1200>>your<<else>>$name's<</if>> name. But first you need to take a picture. You open the tablet's camera app and aim it at yourself. <<outfitlist>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "lisa_lacedress">>Between your feminine dress and the way your hair is sitting you look like a girl about to attend a fancy event. <<if $fem gte 1250>><<AddFem 5>>You do your best acting impression and you have to admit that the smile on your face looks quite sincere. If you didn't know better you'd swear this girl was thrilled to be dressed up and going somewhere.<<else>><<AddFem 3>>You don't feel like smiling, so you turn your head to the side and let the camera focus on your profile. When you look back at the photo you have to admit that you do look quite pretty.<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "lisa_homecoming">>You're convinced that this outfit will be unusable for Lisa. You look like you're about to attend a school dance, like Homecoming or Prom or something. There's no way a girl would post that in the summer, right? So Lisa definitely won't be able to use it. <<if $fem gte 1250>><<AddFem 6>>Though you do like the way the headband pulls your hair back. Your face is framed in a really cute way!<<else>>Ribbons, bows, headbands, pink. Could you look any girlier? You scowl at the picture you took. How is this me?<<AddFem 5>><</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "lisa_sundress">>You definitely look like a girl enjoying her summer. The dress, the way your braids dangle over you sun kissed skin… it's a strange effect. Even without a smile you can't deny that the girl in the picture is really pretty. <<if $breastsize gte 21>><<AddFem 7>>Your eyes are drawn to her bosom. Even without visible cleavage you can't look away from her chest. If that weren't me I'd be dying to pull this dress down and get a look at those boobs. The thought embarrasses you. <<else>><<AddFem 3>>She looks kind of severe. Judgmental, maybe. Like the kind of girl you'd try to impress, the kind you'd work to win over. Is that why it seems like guys come after me so hard? People do want what they can't have, after all.<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "lisa_simpleskirt">>The schoolgirl outfit. Lisa wants to treat you like a living doll she can objectify for her son? Fine. Two can play at that game. <<if $fem gte 1250 and $breastsize gte 22>><<AddFem 7>>You do a duck face and hold up the peace sign with two fingers while leaning forward slightly. Your posture makes your breasts jut out even more than they already do. The overall effect is quite naughty. Definitely not want Lisa wants, you smirk as you stare at the picture. Hah! Take that, witch.<<else>><<AddFem 5>>You unbutton the blouse a little and stare innocently at the camera, as if you're completely unaware at how much bare flesh is being captured. Hopefully this photo will make her so uncomfortable that she won't show it to anyone. That'll show her.<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "lisa_modestskirt">>This will probably make Lisa very happy. A demure outfit and a pleasant smile. Maybe if you play along she'll take it easy on you. <<if $fem gte 1250>><<AddFem 4>>I'm kind of uncomfortable like this, though. You've kind of gotten used to wearing revealing clothing. It feels weird to cover your body up.<<else>><<AddFem 5>>It's nice to be covered up for once. You suppose these clothes aren't that bad. Compared to Sasha's stuff it's way better. I guess I could get used to dressing like this.<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "lisa_floral">>You figure anything will do, so you'd put on something random. It's a decently modest dress, and you assume Lisa won't have any problems with it. <<if $fem gte 1230>><<AddFem 4>>It's feminine, it's got this girly flower pattern to it. Lisa will love it, right?<<else>><<AddFem 2>>You give the camera a quick smile and take the photo. Lisa will have to be content with minimal effort on your part.<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "lisa_elegant">>It's a bit flashy, and you look like you're on your way out to a fancy dinner party or to a classy date, but you figure it will work as well as anything else would. <<if $fem gte 1260>><<AddFem 3>>Actually, all of my going out clothes were kind of slutty. It's cool that now I have more options!<<else>><<AddFem 3>>It doesn't get any less revealing than this. If it weren't so feminine you'd probably wear it all day every day.<</if>><</outfitlist>> [[You hit the "Send" button with your thumb.|W7T][$control.location to "Selfies 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Selfies 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Selfies 2">>You go get a drink of water and then return to the tablet. There's already a message from Lisa. Need you at dinner next week Thursday. Look nice. Annoyed, you glare at the device's screen. She didn't even comment on your clothes! What the hell? You tell her fine, and then before you forget you go check the social media profile that Lisa made in your name. Your hands tighten on your phone when you find it. [[There are two new posts since the last time you looked.|W7T][$control.location to "Selfies 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Selfies 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Selfies 3">>The first one <<if $breastsize gte 21>><<AddFem 5>>The first one is of a reality TV star. You aren't sure which one, but she looks familiar enough. She's incredibly curvy and her red dress emphasizes an absolutely massive cleavage. In fact, it's hard to look at anything else. Underneath it is a caption. "Real women have curves. #squadgoals #someday #DDisntmygpa #imthenextBIGthing" What the hell? She's making it seem like you want nothing more than to be a vapid celebrity with a huge chest!<<else>><<AddFem 3>>shows a picture of some gymnast or something. She's wearing a leotard with the colors of the American flag on it. Maybe some sort of Olympian or something? She's got one leg lifted up all the way to her head. It isn't sexual or anything, but her crotch is clearly smooth and the uniform hugs her fit body like a tight glove. There's a caption with it. "Who says petite girls aren't real women?" After it is a smiley emoji with hearts in the eyes. Repeated three times, no less. What the hell? Is Lisa trying to make it seem like you're proud of your small chest or something? Otherwise what's the point of a caption like this?<</if>> You take a deep breath and scroll to the most recent post. It's just as bad, but in an entirely different way. <<if $fem gte 1300>><<AddFem 4>>It's a picture of a ton of makeup. Like, an absolutely crazy amount. There's containers and tubes and boxes, enough stuff that it would look like a chemistry experiment if it weren't for the overall color of bright pink that pervades through most of the items. Underneath it is a caption. "A girl can never have enough makeup #blewmyallowanceonnewfoundation #daddysgirl #flawlessskin #lookingprettyismything" @@.yellow;"This one doesn't even make sense,"@@ you complain aloud. @@.yellow;"eWardrobes do everything with makeup nowadays. She's making me look dumb and superficial."@@ This woman. This freaking woman.<<else>><<AddFem 4>>It's a picture of a bed covered with stuffed animals. There isn't a free inch of comforter to be seen. Teddy bears, puppies, unicorns, a horde of small pillows… you feel dizzy just looking at all of it. You scroll a little further to see the caption. "Good girls don't sleep alone either ;)" @@.yellow;"Are you kidding me?"@@ What teen girl would have that many stuffed animals? You aren't some immature brat. For goodness sake, you're about to start college!<</if>> You put your phone away and sigh. Just a few more weeks, you remind yourself. Heck, probably less. Surely the point of these posts was to set you up to be some sort of superficial, ditzy, self-centered girly girl. Kurt will have plenty of reasons to dump you. You go get changed into your pajamas and then you crawl into bed. It's not easy to stop thinking about how much you dislike Lisa Baker, but [[you eventually fall asleep|W7W]] to sweet fantasies of petty revenge.<<WearOutfit "sasha_sleepover">><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Night ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Night">><<if $temp.number1 eq 1>>You circle around the building and find your bike where you left it. <<if $temp.switch2 eq false and $temp.switch3 eq false>><<AddFem 3>>Biking home isn't the most pleasant experience. Your ass is sore from just getting fucked and your bike seat isn't very comfortable. Cum continues to slowly leak out of your ass the whole time, dribbling into your underwear and eventually getting onto your thighs. When you to the cottage you stagger into the bathroom and then shower. Exhausted, you stay naked and [[fall into your bed.|W7W]] Sleep comes almost immediately.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>It's not any safer biking home than it was coming here; it's still pitch black outside and you can't see a damn thing. But you're motivated to get as far from the clubhouse as quickly as you can, so you pedal hard. By the time you get to the cottage you're tired and worn out. You take a quick shower to rinse off the sweat, then stay naked and [[crawl into bed.|W7W]] For some reason it takes a few minutes for you to fall asleep.<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You walk until you're a good distance from the clubhouse and then you start up the Ryde app to call a car. It's nearly a half-hour wait before a vehicle gets to you. Tired and self-conscious, you slide into the backseat and lean your head back against the headrest. The driver is a young man, perhaps of college age. He <<if $fem gte 1540>><<AddFem 2>>looks back at you often, his eyes unapologetically roving up and your body. He tries to make small talk a few times, but you barely respond and you can tell he's getting frustrated.<<else>><<AddFem 1>>gives you a few looks, his eyes taking in your bare flesh where he can find it. You catch him looking and he stares back unapologetically. He doesn't say anything, but that's the only positive from the situation.<</if>> When he drops you off outside the cottage his car lingers for a while before driving off. The whole thing makes you quite uncomfortable, and you watch through the window until you see his headlights turn away and leave. Finally feeling like you're actually alone, you strip off your clothes and slide into a fast shower. Once it's done you hop out and head to bed, content to [[sleep naked for the night.|W7W]] Just this once shouldn't be a problem. Right?<</if>><</daypassage>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">><<if $flag.spinlessons>>You've got spin class today, so when your phone's alarm goes off earlier than usual you wake up with a sleepy murmur. You blindly swat the device into silence and then rise while stretching. Destiny will be here soon pick you up. Better get dressed. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["exercise"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<else>>Your phone's alarm goes off, jerking you awake abruptly. At least slapping it back into silence is satisfying. Your head still full of sleep, you stumble into the kitchen and make a bowl of cereal. You browse through Peddit as you mechanically eat. Once breakfast is done you head back to the bedroom to get changed. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">><<if $flag.spinlessons>>Once changed, you slip out your front door to wait for Destiny. The sun hasn't quite risen yet so there's a small chill in the air. You won't be waiting long, though; you can already see the headlights of your friend's car coming up the driveway. @@.yellow;"Morning,"@@ you greet the beautiful brunette as you slide into the passenger seat. Destiny is wearing a simple grey tank top and black tights. Her dark hair is back in a ponytail. Somehow she's never looked prettier. There's a tangible pang of pain in your abdomen when she smiles at you. How can any one person be that attractive? It's like your heart is aching because she isn't in your arms right now, her mouth on yours, your bodies – @@.destiny;"Happy Thursday."@@ Her smile would launch a million fucking ships. @@.purple;"I think we have a different instructor today,"@@ she makes small talk while putting the car into gear. @@.yellow;"Really? How come?"@@ @@.destiny;"I don't know. I checked the schedule last night and saw a different name than usual for this morning's class. Rebecca? This is going to sound awful but I don't remember our usual teacher's name. Jan, I think? Jen?"@@ You shake your head. @@.yellow;"I don't remember either. Jess, maybe?"@@ @@.destiny;"Maybe."@@ Destiny puts a hand over her mouth and stifles a guilty chuckle. @@.destiny;"We're both awful! We've been going there for weeks and we can't remember the teacher's name."@@ @@.yellow;"We're definitely the worst,"@@ you agree. @@.yellow;"Thanks for being my partner in awfulness."@@ @@.destiny;"I wouldn't dream of being with anyone else."@@ Her eyes light up and she eagerly turns the radio volume higher [[just in time to catch the opening chorus of a pop song.|W7R][$control.location to "Spin"]]<<else>>Feeling far more awake now, you check the mirror and then <<routes>><<job "store">>[[head to work.|W7R][$control.location to "Work store"]]<<job "res">>[[head to work.|W7R][$control.location to "Work res"]]<</routes>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Spin ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Spin">>You and Destiny exchange knowing glances when you walk into spin class. The instructor is definitely new. She's a tiny thing, with dirty blonde hair and a chipper smile. @@.hotpink;"Good morning! Come on in, have a seat anywhere. I'm waiting for everyone to get in before I introduce myself."@@ Her clothing is all black, along with a matching athletic headband. She's so alert and energetic that you wonder how many cups of coffee she chugged before coming here. @@.hotpink;"Hi laides! Yep, you're in the right place! Okay, I think that's everyone. We look full, so I sure hope so! My name is Rebecca. I normally do the afternoon classes but I'm filling in for Bethany this week."@@ You and Destiny exchange a guilty look. Bethany? You were both way off. Destiny shakes her head and once again puts a hand over her face with an ashamed smile. @@.hotpink;"I love these morning classes and I'm so excited for today. There is no better way to start the day then with some pedal play. That's what I always say!"@@ More than a few of the other women in the room raise eyebrows at this. If Rebecca is bothered by your group's lack of enthusiasm she doesn't show it. @@.hotpink;"Let's get on to the bikes and start!"@@ [[She claps energetically.|W7R][$control.location to "Spin 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Spin 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Spin 2">>An hour later you finally stop, your sides heaving. Only half of the girls in class were able to keep up at the end. You only barely managed to hang in there yourself, but you're proud that you stuck it out. Heck, even the fit Destiny is winded. The rapid rise and fall of her chest moves her top in an enticing way. The two of you get off of your bikes and linger just outside of the room, swallowing down water in between catching your breath. @@.destiny;"That was intense,"@@ Destiny sighs as she takes a sip. You snort with disbelief. @@.yellow;"You looked like you were barely breaking a sweat."@@ She smiles and starts to say something back, but the sudden appearance of Rebecca stalls off further conversation. @@.hotpink;"Great work today ladies!"@@ Rebecca is the only who doesn't look tired after the intense workout. You get the feeling she could have continued on for hours. @@.hotpink;"I hope you feel ready to take the morning on! See you later."@@ She leaves before anyone else does, abandoning the class participants in their various states of recovery. The workout was such a kick in the butt that you and Destiny decide to skip out on coffee. She takes you directly home and you slip into the cottage to get changed. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Spin 3">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Spin 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Spin 3">><<AddFem 1>>You leave the cottage and look at your bike with open dismay. The last thing you want to do right now is physically exert yourself. Your legs feel like they've been tortured already. They might foment a rebellion if you subject them to further abuse. You don't have any other options though. It's like murder when you get onto your bike and set out, but what else can you do? At least you've got plenty of time so you can go slowly and not push yourself. [[Slowly make your way to work.|W7R][$control.location to "Work res"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store">>With no small amount of anxiousness you notice that Justine's car isn't in the store parking lot. One of the other girls is busy inside the coffeestand. She gives you a small wave as you pass by. You return it, but your mind is on your friend. Where is she? You take out your phone and type out a message as you walk into work. <<if $tracking.piercing.includes("navel")>>Hey, are you okay?<<else>>Hey, where are you?<<if $flag.outingsanity>> I thought you wanted to go out tonight? Are we still on?<</if>><</if>> Frank is counting the drawer when you walk inside. He gives you a curt nod which you return. @@.orange;"GOOD MORNING,"@@ he bellows. You sigh. @@.yellow;"Morning, Frank. Forgot your hearing aids again?"@@ @@.orange;"WHAT?"@@ You shake your head and wave it off. He shrugs. [[Today should be fun.|W7R][$control.location to "Work store 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 2">>It's another pretty day outside. Too bad your mood doesn't reflect it. You glare at the sunshine as if it were responsible for your woes. You miss Justine. You hate your job. Why are you working at a convenience store? Why are you living like a girl in some small Podunk town? <<if $flag.outingsanity>>You finally get a text back from Justine but you think she must be drunk or something. yehhhhhhh we gon get it tonight!!!!! What does that even mean?<<else>>Justine hasn't texted you back and you can't shake the feeling that it's deliberate. There's no way she doesn't have her ePhone on her. @@.yellow;"Justine and her phone, name a more iconic duo,"@@ you grumble to yourself. @@.orange;"WHAT?"@@ Today sucks.<</if>> Frank ends up letting you leave early. You think he's annoyed by how often you kept glancing toward the clock. It's not your fault the minute hand is moving as slowly as it is! Whatever, at least you're off. [[One more day of work and it's the weekend.|W7R][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res">><<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 1>>Destiny gives you a <<if $flag.destinysplace>>sympathetic look<<else>>knowing smile<</if>> when you first enter the restaurant. <<if $flag.destinysplace>>The warning in her eyes is all you needed. He's here.<<else>>The look catches you off-guard, and you're entirely unprepared for the voice that comes to your right.<</if>> @@.kurt;"Hey, $name."@@ You take a deep breath before answering. Memories of the last time you two were together – the things you did – fight to the forefront of your mind. It takes everything in your power to keep from flushing. A red face is the last thing you need with Destiny right beside you. @@.yellow;"Hiya Kurt."@@ He's wearing a peach button-down, the tight material hugging his toned physique well enough that you question if it was tailored for him. Not every guy would have the confidence to rock a pink shirt. Good for him, you think approvingly as your eyes flick up and down his figure. A moment later you question why you're actually complimenting Kurt in your head. @@.yellow;"What's up?"@@ [[You note that he's here pretty early.|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt"]]<<else>>Destiny is already there, as are a few of your other coworkers. @@.destiny;"Alice wants you to go to her office,"@@ the gorgeous hostess tells you once you've clocked in. @@.yellow;"What'd I do now?"@@ Panic wells up in your gut. You feel like you just heard your name being called over the intercom and you're expected to go to the principal's office. @@.destiny;"I don't think it's anything bad,"@@ Destiny tries to reassure you. You remain skeptical, though. When you're a boy secretly living as a girl your definition of "bad" tends to be different from everyone else's. You reluctantly walk toward Alice's office and rap on the door. Almost immediately your boss barks out, @@.alice;"It's open!"@@ [[Go inside.|W7R][$control.location to "Work res 2"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 2">>@@.alice;"Good morning, $name. Have a seat."@@ Alice points across her desk, where an empty chair waits for you. You settle into it and face her, your chair slightly lower than hers. It forces you to look up at her at an angle. @@.yellow;"Morning, ma'am. Destiny said you wanted to see me."@@ @@.alice;"I've noticed the effort you've been putting in lately,"@@ Alice tells you. She seems amused at your surprised reaction. @@.alice;"Please, $name. You know I don't bite. I can come off as blunt at times, but it's only because I think work should be taken seriously."@@ @@.yellow;"Sure."@@ You aren't sure what to say. Where is Alice going with this? @@.alice;"I like seeing young women like you proving how strong our gender is. That's all. Keep up the good work, $name."@@ Alice gestures toward the door and you hurredly get out of your seat and exit her office. That was it? Well that's a little disappointing. Not like you were expecting a promotion or anything, but you sort of got your hopes up in there with the way she was going on. Strangely, despite the fact that you had a positive interaction with your boss, you almost feel worse than before. [[Might as well go get to work.|W7R][$control.location to "Work res 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 3">>About an hour into your shift something crazy happens. A waitress, you think her name is Aesha, excitedly approaches the hostess podium. You and Destiny had been chatting about Astoria to make the slow morning pass a little quicker when the diminutive Indian girl bounced over with a receipt in hand. @@.pink;"Look at this!"@@ Aesha and you have never really spoken before beyond exchanging pleasantries when work first begins. She's not even part-time, if you recall correctly. If a server calls out last minute Aesha will sometimes come in to cover them, but as a result she only works every other week or so. She's pretty enough, with a natural beauty that compensates for the lack of effort she puts into her appearance. Her eyebrows are thick like caterpillars and she never wears makeup, but she has a slender neck, doe eyes and an adorable button nose. It's not unusual for a customer to leave their number for staff, so you assume that's what has happened here. Destiny takes the receipt from Aesha's outstretched hand. @@.purple;"Wow! That's some tip. Congrats, Aesha."@@ You look next, where the tip amount reads as one thousand dollars. @@.yellow;"Holy shit."@@ @@.pink;"I can't believe it! He was this old dude and, like, he seemed all sad and stuff. Then he left and I, like, saw how much he left me. Do you think it was a mistake?"@@ It always took you by surprise how Aesha's voice doesn't match her looks at all. Her high-pitched tone and the way she talks like a valley girl are a startling contrast to her conservative appearance. @@.destiny;"It might be a scam,"@@ Destiny admits. @@.destiny;"I've heard of it. Let's go ask Alice."@@ She leads Aesha toward your manager's office. You don't really want to visit it a second time in one day, [[but curiosity gets the better of you.|W7R][$control.location to "Work res 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 4">>While Aesha and Destiny filter into Alice's office you lurk in the doorway, ready to scurry off should Alice demand it. Your boss has very firm ideas about what employees should be doing when they're on the clock, and you don't want to be yelled at because she perceives you to be slacking off. Alice initially looks annoyed when the bubbly Aesha burst into her office and gave a disjointed recounting of the tip, but her expression shifts into one of amusement after Destiny took over telling the story. By the end Alice is nodding knowingly. @@.alice;"It does sound like a scam,"@@ Alice echoes Destiny's comment from earlier. @@.alice;"Usually it's a scumbag guy trying to impress a pretty server. He makes a show about tipping big to impress her, but then a few days later tells his bank he never tipped that amount and to reverse the charge. Because a thousand bucks sounds too big for a tip the bank will agree that it's likely fraud. The restaurant either loses out on that money if they already paid the server the tip, or the server has to reimburse them over time."@@ With each sentence Aesha's happiness deflates somewhat. By the end she looks positively downcast. @@.alice;"What I can do,"@@ Alice continues with a pitying look at the petite waitress, @@.alice;"is withhold the amount from your paycheck for a month. That way if the tip does get reversed neither you or the restaurant lose any money. But if it doesn't get reversed then you can have that money in a few paychecks."@@ @@.pink;"Okay,"@@ Aesha sighs. @@.pink;"Thanks Alice, thanks Destiny."@@ @@.alice;"Of course. I'm glad you girls came to me."@@ Alice looks past the other two and eyes you from where you're lingering in the doorway. @@.alice;"$name, shouldn't you be working? We don't pay you stand around and gawk."@@ I fucking knew it. [[You hurry back to the floor.|W7R][$control.location to "Work res 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 5">>@@.pink;"Hey girls, mind if I sit with you two hot ladies?"@@ You and Destiny pause mid-conversation. It's your lunch break, and while you weren't talking about too serious – mostly just Destiny's new obligations with the mayor campaign – you're still caught off guard by Aesha butting in. How is it that she looks like one way and talks another? So weird. Destiny recovers more quickly than you do. @@.destiny;"Of course, Aesha."@@ @@.pink;"Okay, how are we going to spend that money? I'm thinking we go get makeovers after work and then see if we can find some college guys to buy us drinks in a bar. Do you know anywhere that doesn't card?"@@ You don't know who's more surprised, you or Destiny. @@.yellow;"We?"@@ @@.destiny;"Spend what money? The tip?"@@ Destiny gives you a discreet glance that conveys volumes. Was this girl not listening to Alice earlier? Why is she including us in this decision? Why would she want to spend money if the goal is to get guys to buy her drinks? You're actually a little impressed by how much Destiny can communicate with a simple look of her eyes. @@.pink;"Duh,"@@ Aesha scoffs. @@.pink;"You're my girls, obvi I'm not going to leave you behind right when I hit it big."@@ [[She says it like it's obvious.|W7R][$control.location to "Work res 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 6">>This is not a situation that you are familiar with. Your life experiences typically revolve around people trying to exclude you rather than inviting you to do things. You were once on a four-person team in school where the other three students made plans to hang out over the weekend and work on the project that had brought you together. It would have been great except that they asked you not to come because, and you remember this well, "Holy shit, Danny, when did you get here? Were you really sitting here the whole time? Fuck, dude, you blend in like a damn chameleon. Hey, you know we weren’t inviting you, right? No offense, man, but you're a creepy little fuck. You remind me of that doll that runs around stabbing people. Except I root for him sometimes, because it's funny when he jumps out with the knife." It wasn't just school. Your parents used to arrange for the driver to keep the car running at fancy event. They'd have someone take pictures of you, your mom and your dad, all dressed up and looking classy. Then they'd send you back to the car so that the driver could take you home alone while your parents stayed behind and enjoyed themselves. You didn't mind that so much, one of the drivers would feel bad for you and sneak you a soda for the ride home. He got fired after a couple of months, which was a bummer. He used to call you "the mini master." Things have been different in Hope's Point, and that's taken some adjusting to. Still, you're familiar with people who know you pretending that they don't. Aesha is the exact opposite; you've barely ever spoken to her and now she's acting like you're best friends. Or maybe she's close with Destiny and she's inviting me along to be polite? @@.purple;"Aesha, you heard what Alice said, right?"@@ [[While you were lost in memory Destiny was taking action.|W7R][$control.location to "Work res 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 7">>@@.pink;"It's okay, I already took care of it."@@ Aesha beams, clearly pleased with herself. @@.pink;"So what do we want to do?"@@ Again you and Destiny eye each other. @@.yellow;"We?"@@ @@.destiny;"Hold on, Aesha. How did you take care of it?"@@ Destiny sounds calm and reasonable, like a teacher speaking with a student. She's always so classy. @@.pink;"I called my dad. I was like, "Daddy, I was at work and a customer gave me a huge tip as a thank you, but work doesn't think I should actually have it and won't give me the money for, like, a month." And he got all mad because he's a big banker and he makes a lot of money so he knows how much money is worth, and he said he would transfer me the money into my account because I deserve it."@@ Aesha absent-mindedly twirls her finger through a lock of her dark hair. For once even Destiny seems speechless. Aesha looks from you to the pretty hostess and then back. @@.pink;"C'mon girls, we've got a thousand dollars to spend! What's your best idea? Ohhh, is there a concert playing tonight? I love anything that's top forty. We could do that!"@@ [[This is the strangest lunch break ever.|W7R][$control.location to "Work res 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 8">>@@.destiny;"Aesha, Alice wanted to withhold the tip in case it was a scam. Nobody said that you didn't deserve it."@@ The other girl rolls her eyes. @@.pink;"It's fine, Dest'."@@ Destiny blinks in surprise and then narrows her eyes. Apparently she doesn't like that nickname. @@.pink;"I thought you were cooler than this. We have a thousand dollars to spend and all you care about is what my dad thinks. Are you into him or something? He's married to my mom, girl. You, like, need to move on."@@ Aesha turns to you. @@.pink;"$name, I know you're feelin' me right now. What should we do tonight?"@@ You think you can see steam whistling out of Destiny's ears. Dumbfounded, you stare again at Aesha. @@.yellow;"We?"@@ @@.destiny;"I don't even know your dad! I've never met him – "@@ @@.pink;"You two are so boring,"@@ Aesha groans. @@.pink;"After work, let's go do something. Don't disappoint me, girls."@@ She stands up and exits the break room, leaving you and Destiny alone again. @@.destiny;"She… that girl…"@@ Something like a growl comes out of Destiny's mouth. @@.yellow;"I'm confused. Are you friends with her? Why does she want us to go out?"@@ The other girl shrugs. @@.destiny;"I have no idea."@@ She sighs. @@.destiny;"Break is almost over. Let's get back to work?"@@ [[Back to work it is.|W7R][$control.location to "Work res 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 9">>The afternoon drags on, with nothing else meaningful happening. Well, nothing other than Aesha continiously pointing to the clock and whispering to you about @@.pink;"The kickass girls' night we're going to have."@@ At one point you ask Destiny if the short waitress is serious. @@.destiny;"I don't know, but I'm not going even if she is."@@ @@.yellow;"Really?"@@ @@.destiny;"Yeah. The whole situation is weird. I don't feel comfortable spending that money, even if her dad did give it to her. And, uh, I have plans."@@ She blushes a little, clearly thinking about what she's going to do later. It piques your curiosity, but work calls and you're not able to ask her about it. Your clock out time approaches and you can tell that Aesha plans on ambushing you as soon as you're out of the door. You aren't really comfortable with the whole "get dressed up and find dudes to buy you alcohol" plan. But maybe it would be fun? You aren't sure. Will you [[try to sneak out and head home|W7R][$control.location to "Work res 10"]] before she sees you, or will you [[hang out with Aesha after work|W7R][$control.location to "One mental person"]]?<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 10">><<AddFem 1>>You duck out of the restaurant while Aesha is busy delivering the bill to her final table. You feel a little guilty at bailing on her like that, and a part of you notes that when people do finally invite you to things you still up not participating. But you don't know that a "girls' night out" is right for you, either. In the end you get on your bike and [[head home.|W7R][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ One mental person ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "One mental person">>You don't get invited to do things enough that you'll turn something down. Even if it is from a near stranger, and even if the invitation involves doing things that your gender doesn't typically like. A month ago the idea of doing anything "girly" would have sent you running for the hills, but it's amazing how much one's perspective changes when one has been wearing panties for half a summer. Plus, you'd feel guilty bailing on Aesha. You know how often you felt left out when you were growing up, and you imagine she'd feel the same way if she invited coworkers to do something and everyone disappeared when it was time. And yeah, you're a little curious about her. Is she crazy, or is she just overly friendly? You have to wait while she brings a table their bill and then runs it through the register, but after ten minutes she excitedly flounces up to you. @@.pink;"This is going to be so much fun,"@@ she tells you. You follow her outside and she uses her key fob to remotely unlock a very nice, very expensive car. @@.yellow;"Um, my bike is here. Do you think you can drive me back tonight so I can get it home?"@@ @@.pink;"Definitely. Oh my gosh girl, I am so excited."@@ @@.yellow;"Um. Yeah. Me too."@@ [[Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all.|W7R][$control.location to "One mental person 2"]] Aesha is a little too bubbly for your tastes.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ One mental person 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "One mental person 2">><<AddFem 2>>@@.pink;"Okay, so, like, where do we go?"@@ Huh? @@.yellow;"What do you mean?"@@ Aesha lets out an impatient snort .@@.pink;"Duhhh, $name. Where do we go? To, like, find guys and stuff."@@ Why is she asking me this? @@.yellow;"I don't know. You said you wanted to do a girls' night."@@ @@.pink;"Yeah, but where, $name?"@@ She gives you a frustrated glower. @@.yellow;"I don't know! I'm not even from here. I thought you knew where you wanted to go."@@ It's like someone flips a switch on Aesha's personality. @@.pink;"Oh my grande, you're so useless. This is why nobody at work likes you, you don't know anything."@@ She starts her car and puts it into gear, still berating you. @@.pink;"I worked real hard and got a bunch of money and you come over acting like we're besties because you're such a freeloader, and you can't even help me. You suck so hard, $name."@@ What. The. Fuck. @@.yellow;"Wait – "@@ @@.pink;"Look, $name, it's obvi that you're, like, a total slut. Everybody knows. How you blew Jared or whatever, but I don't care, you're, like, not a bad person just because you cheat with Jared while his girlfriend is pregnant. But you really need to be a better friend or I'm going to kick you out of my car right now."@@ [[She pulls out into the road.|W7R][$control.location to "One mental person 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ One mental person 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "One mental person 3">>@@.yellow;"I – "@@ @@.pink;"Where should I go, $name?"@@ Her voice gets angrier. @@.yellow;"I don't know! I'm not from here. Don't you know?"@@ She lets out another frustrated gurgle. @@.pink;"You suck more than our maids, $name. You suck so much. This is why nobody likes you. I should kick you out of the car right now. Some homeless man will find you and rape you if I do that. Is that what you want, $name? Do you want to get raped because you're so awful?"@@ Holy shit, she is insane. And mean. @@.yellow;"Just stop the car, Aesha."@@ You can still see the restaurant's parking lot, it won't be that far of a walk back to your bike. @@.pink;"So you do want to get raped. I knew you were a big slut. C'mon, where should we go then? You must know where the guys are!"@@ @@.yellow;"Right here! Stop the car!"@@ She hits the brakes, perhaps believing that this random stretch of road is "where the guys are." As soon as the car has come to a halt you open the door and get out. @@.pink;"Where are you going? You stupid bitch, $name, we're supposed to hang out!"@@ @@.yellow;"No fucking way,"@@ you yelp. What a crazy girl. Aesha continues to hurl abuse at your back as [[you walk back to the restaurant.|W7R][$control.location to "One mental person 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ One mental person 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "One mental person 4">><<AddFem 1>>Destiny is walking to her car when you get back into the parking lot. @@.destiny;"Hey! What happened, weren't you going to hang out with Aesha?"@@ You shake your head, still flabbergasted by what happened. @@.yellow;"She went crazy, Destiny. She said I was a slut and everyone hated me and got so mad that I didn't know where to go to find guys…"@@ You don't know why, but you feel really down and shitty after that. You thought someone liked you and wanted to hang out with you, but they were just mean and nasty. Destiny scowls. @@.destiny;"Seriously? That's awful. I'm sorry, $name. Are you okay?"@@ @@.yellow;"Yeah. I'm just gonna go home, I think."@@ You can tell Destiny is worried about you. She offers you a ride but you decline. What if she goes crazy too and yells at you when you're in the car? [[In the end you pedal home|W7R][$control.location to "Home"]], still feeling kind of shitty, though you aren't too sure why.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt">>@@.kurt;"Not much, I'm excited for today but I'm starving right now. How long do you think breakfast will take? I can't wait to eat so we can get on the road."@@ He sits down in a booth near the door, leaving you standing there completely lost. What the hell is he talking about? Destiny takes the opportunity to casually drift away, likely to give you and Kurt some alone time together. Still confused, you sit down across from him. @@.yellow;"What do you mean about us getting on the road? What are you talking about, Kurt?"@@ There's a hint of a sinking feeling in your gut. Did his mom do something again? Kurt chuckles, the mirth giving him a broad smile. @@.kurt;"Hah! You're so funny. We've been talking all week about this, I know you're as excited to hike as I am."@@ Hike? As in, like, a hill? Or a mountain? What do people hike? It's usually upwards, right? I am going to fucking kill Lisa. She must have been impersonating you again and talking to Kurt. It's seriously gross. I wonder how much she likes flirting with her own son. What's the opposite of Oedipus, where a mom likes a son? Eedadick? That's probably it. Yeah, she's definitely an Eedadick. And what the fuck, did she make plans and not tell you? While you have work? This bullshit has to end. This woman needs to learn some serious boundaries. Ideally in a way that doesn't involve her trying to end your life. @@.yellow;"Kurt, I'm supposed to be at work right now."@@ You look around meaningfully as if to remind him of where you both are. Heck, [[you're even in your work uniform!|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 2">>Now it's his turn to look confused. @@.kurt;"You said you asked your boss for today off. Hey, why are you wearing that anyway? It's weird to wear work clothes outside of work, $name."@@ He shakes his head and chuckles again. @@.kurt;"Mom says you're a little naïve, I'm starting to think she's right. Not in a bad way, though! It's cute."@@ He gives you an affectionate smile. He thinks you're the naïve one? I'm going to kill this doofy bastard. Later. Right now you have a more immediate issue than Kurt projecting onto you. If he's right then you don't have to work today, and instead you're going hiking. Okay, that doesn't sound awful. You can afford to miss a day's pay, but it's not a habit you want to get into. Actually, it's not something you want happening at all. Period. You like having a job and earning for yourself, and you can't imagine how heated Alice would get if you started missing work all the time. Speaking of Alice, you should probably talk to her. If Kurt is right and you have today off then how could you not know about it? Wouldn't she have confirmed with you or something? Or is that not how it works in the restaurant world? Stupid Lisa. This is all her fault. It would be just like Lisa to impersonate you to her son and your boss, and just like her to request a day off in advance without even mentioning it to you. @@.yellow;"I'll be right back,"@@ you tell your dark-haired companion. @@.yellow;"I need to go talk to my boss."@@ His green eyes watch you affectionately as [[you get up and go look for Alice.|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 3">>This early in the day there's only one likely place that your manager would be. You walk past the kitchen and toward Alice's office, lightly knocking on her door when you get there. Your knuckles have scarcely tapped a second time before you hear boss give a curt @@.alice;"Come in."@@ @@.yellow;"Hi Alice,"@@ you say as you swing the door open. @@.yellow;"I – "@@ @@.alice;"$name."@@ Her disgruntled gaze settles onto you and you feel about a hundred times smaller. So it's a typical day for Alice. You once again question how she would have approved a day off without saying a single thing to you about it. @@.alice;"I'm glad you came in. We need to talk."@@ She uses one hand to gesture for the chair in front of her desk. You obediently sit down in it so that you're now both seated across from each other. In her other hand is a single piece of printer paper, the back to you so that you can't see the contents on the other side. If anything she seems further upset, as if some how your compliance only served to anger her further. @@.yellow;"What about ma'am?"@@ She waves the piece of paper through the air. @@.alice;"Is this acceptable to you?"@@ You have no idea what she's talking about. @@.yellow;"I'm not – "@@ [[She cuts you off before you can get another word out.|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 4"]] Why do adults ask questions if they have zero intention of hearing the answer? @@.alice;"I don't know how they do things in the big city, $name, but here in Hope's Point we treat our workplaces with respect."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 4">>@@.yellow;"Alice, I absolutely respect you and – "@@ She snorts and angrily stabs a finger at you through the air. @@.alice;"No you don't. Don't lie to me, $name. If you respected me you wouldn't have emailed me this morning to say that you need the day off because you have plans with your boyfriend!"@@ Somewhere along the way there Alice lost her temper and by the last word she's practically murdering you with her eyes. She isn’t shouting, but she doesn't need to. Volume isn't necessary when tone of voice alone can accomplish homicide. @@.yellow;"Alice,"@@ you anxiously implore, @@.yellow;"I didn't – "@@ @@.alice;"Look, $name."@@ Your boss takes a deep breath through her nose and you can see her trying to forcefully calm herself down. @@.alice;"I get it. I was a teenage girl once, I know what it's like. You're in a new place and someone from the wealthiest family in town takes an interest in you. That's exciting. I bet it makes you feel good. And I could understand if you're feeling pressured to do things, things that might make you look bad to others. Like calling in sick right before work to hang out with your boyfriend."@@ Her voice hardens again. @@.alice;"But you need to decide who want you to be, $name. Do you want to be the kind of girl who falls for a handsome boy and burns all her bridges trying to get into his family, just so she has an easy life as some trophy wife in a few years? Or do you want to be the kind of girl who works for what she had and takes pride in her job? What kind of woman will you be, $name? The kind other little girls can look up to, or the kind that sets our gender back twenty years?"@@ If she made you feel a hundred times smaller when you first entered her office then [[Alice's last comment makes you feel like the tiniest person in the world.|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 5">>It isn't just all the comments about what sort of girl you want to be. By now you're used to that. Instead it's the insinuation that you're somehow harming the entire gender, that the choices you've made are disappointing to others. Worst of all, it isn't even your fault! It's stupid Lisa Baker who did all of this, not you! Your boss sighs. @@.alice;"To think I was going to compliment you this morning, then I see this. Well, I said what I wanted to say. I'll see you tomorrow. You can have today off, but don't do this again, $name. If you do there won't be a job to come back to next time."@@ You bow your head. @@.yellow;"Yes ma'am. I understand."@@ You leave Alice's office, your mind full of negative thoughts about Lisa. Kurt must have seen something on your face when you get back to the booth. @@.kurt;"Woah, is something wrong? Is it because I ordered for you? I'm sorry, I picked it because I knew you'd like it."@@ @@.yellow;"What? No, that's not – whatever, don't worry about it. Can I borrow your phone? I want to talk to your mom."@@ @@.kurt;"My mom? Sure, I guess. Why do you want to talk to her?"@@ You give Kurt an insincere smile and say in your sweetest voice, @@.yellow;"Oh, you know, girl stuff."@@ Convinced, he pulls his mom's contact info up on his phone and then hands the device to you. You step outside the restaurant and [[call Lisa.|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 6">>@@.lisa;"It's Kurt,"@@ you hear Lisa say to someone else. @@.lisa;"Honey, how's the drive going? I told you to text me every half hour starting when you left breakfast, what happened?"@@ She's so damn clingy with her kid. A total Eedadick. @@.yellow;"Hi, Lisa."@@ Her warm tone switches to something much colder. @@.lisa;"Oh. It's you. What do you want?"@@ You don't try to hide your anger, though you do restrain it a little. It wouldn't do to piss off the person who's holding a lot of power over you. @@.yellow;"Because of you I just got yelled at by my boss."@@ @@.lisa;"Who? Harry? Or that brute, Alice?"@@ Brute, you wonder. Why is she calling Alice a brute? Whatever, compared to all this other stuff it hardly matters. @@.yellow;"Alice. She said if I call out last minute again I'll be fired."@@ If you call me out last minute again. Surprisingly, Lisa's reaction is a scoff. @@.lisa;"Oh please, she's just a bitter hag who likes to make everyone else as miserable as she is."@@ She's got to be a self-aware enough to see the irony here, right? @@.lisa;"Ignore her. If she continues to be a nuisance I'll speak with Harry. Is that all, Danielle?"@@ <<if $fem gte 1350>><<AddFem 3>>@@.yellow;"It's $name,"@@<<else>><<AddFem 2>>@@.yellow;"It's Danny,"@@<</if>> you mutter a correction. @@.yellow;"And no, that's not all, there's more. You can't just pretend to be me and make plans – "@@ [[For the millionth time this morning you're interrupted.|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 7"]] @@.lisa;"I can't, Danielle?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 7">>All of Lisa's previous threats come to mind. @@.yellow;"Sorry,"@@ you offer a begrudging apology. @@.yellow;"But Kurt almost realized something was wrong today because I had no idea what he was talking about. And I don't know what else you've been telling him while pretending to be me."@@ A horrible thought occurs to you; you also don't know what he's said to her. Like stuff about the last time you two were together. @@.yellow;"I'm on board with this whole thing until the breakup, but I only agreed to everything so that my life wouldn't be ruined. But that's what's happening anyway. I'm in trouble at work and people are expecting me to know about conversations I'm not really a part of."@@ You hold your breath while there's only silence on the other side. @@.lisa;"I see your point,"@@ Lisa icily admits. @@.lisa;"But you're a smart girl, Danielle. I have no doubt that you can be a good actress and convince my son of how genuine are. By any means necessary, I imagine."@@ Oh fuck, she totally knows about last time with Kurt. @@.lisa;"And as for your work, don't worry. It's an insignificant waitressing job, isn't it? Or are you not even a waitress? I can't remember. Either way, it hardly matters in the long run. The money I'll give you when this is all over will be much more than any compensation you would get from carrying plates around."@@ She laughs. @@.lisa;"Don't worry, dear. I know it might seem scary to have someone else handling everything, but my only goal is for this to end with all parties happy."@@ That's not as comforting as she means it to be. @@.yellow;"Should I know anything else you've said, then? I can't keep being surprised like this. I don't even know where we're going today."@@ @@.lisa;"Yes, I know, I'm getting off right now,"@@ Lisa tells someone else. When she speaks to you she sounds distracted. @@.lisa;"I have to go. I'll consider letting you taking the reins in future conversations with my son, with me monitoring the back-and-forth, of course. Bye Danielle. Have fun today!"@@ [[The phone line disconnects.|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 8">>@@.yellow;"Fuckin' bitch,"@@ you mutter to yourself. When you get back into the restaurant Kurt is enthusiastically digging into the food in front of him. @@.kurt;"$name,"@@ he waves when he spots you, @@.kurt;"breakfast is here."@@ You sit back down and look from his plate to yours. Kurt is eating a stack of pancakes that have been drenched with maple syrup, a fresh scone sitting to one side. You have a salad. A salad with no dressing. @@.yellow;"What…"@@ You remind Kurt mentioning something about ordering food that you'd like. @@.yellow;"What'd you get me, Kurt?"@@ @@.kurt;"Your favorite,"@@ he cheerfully answers. @@.kurt;"You said you're on a diet and trying to lose weight, so you always eat plain lettuce for breakfast. Kinda boring to me, but I'm trying to be a good boyfriend and listen to what my girlfriend tells me."@@ There's so much to unpack in that statement that you don't even know where to start. Boyfriend? Girlfriend? PLAIN LETTUCE? @@.yellow;"I hate Lisa,"@@ you mutter again. @@.kurt;"What?"@@ @@.yellow;"I said it looks great! I don't even know where to start."@@ [[At least you already ate before coming in to work.|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 9">>When breakfast is over Kurt pays and heads out of the restaurant. You offer Destiny a sad wave goodbye before you join him outside. @@.kurt;"Do you want to hike like that, or should we stop by your place so you can change?"@@ @@.yellow;"On second thought, I think you're right, Kurt. Let me go change. Who in their right mind would hike in these clothes? You'd have to be weird or have no idea what's going on to do something like that."@@ You can't resist the last comment. @@.kurt;"I know, right? Hah! We'll head to your place first."@@ Kurt's confidence when he's behind the wheel is always so startling. It's such a shift in personality. Not that he's insecure elsewhere, but he goes from being a derpy tool to a self-sure maverick as soon as his foot is on a pedal. You wonder if there's anything in the world that makes you feel as in control as driving does for Kurt. Maybe Call of Deity or another video game. Once you're at the cottage you head to the eWardrobe to change your clothes. Lisa Baker is probably going to check in on you two eventually, so you figure you should wear one of the outfits that she approves of. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Kurt 10">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["workout"]>><<set $eWardrobe.restrictions to ["sasha"]>><<set $eWardrobe.restrictionText to ["You should probably wear the clothes you got from Lisa."]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 10">>You step out of the eWardrobe, now wearing <<outfitlist>><<outfit "lisa_sweats">><<AddFem 2>>yoga pants and a sleeveless top. Kurt gives you a beatific smile when you get back into the living room. @@.kurt;"You look great. All set? This is going to be fun."@@ You can't help but notice how his eyes trace your abdomen, his gaze slowly working up your chest like an artist studying the work of another, as if he wants to learn every secret that lingers on your skin.<<outfit "lisa_yogapants">><<AddFem 1>>yoga pants and a sleeveless top. Kurt gives you a beatific smile when you get back into the living room. @@.kurt;"You look great. All set? This is going to be fun."@@ He seems particularly focused on your chest<<if $breastize gte 21>>. You can't really blame him, you know what it's like to be a young guy. Boobs have a lot of power.<<else>> even though you've made sure there's hardly anything to look at. But that doesn't stop him.<</if>><<outfit "lisa_jogging">><<AddFem 2>>tiny white shorts and a comfortable hoodie. You still don't know where you'll be hiking, but at least you'll be ready in case it's chilly. Kurt does a double take when you walk out of the bedroom. @@.kurt;"Wow, lookin' good, babe! You ready to go? I'm pumped for today."@@ His words are for you but his eyes are glued to your hips<<if $flag.spinlessons>><<AddFem 1>>, ass, and legs.<<else>>, busy admiring the way your shorts cling to you.<</if>><</outfitlist>> You cough and try to ignore him staring. Looking around, you figure that Kurt must have brought extra clothes along with him. There's a black backpack on the floor and he's ditched his button-down and the rest in favor of a fitted tank top and a pair of expensive board shorts. Did he dress up this morning just for breakfast? Who does that? @@.yellow;"Yeah, I'm ready. Let's get out of here."@@ [[Back to the car.|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 11"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 11">>Kurt pops the trunk to stow the black backpack and you note two drawstring bags next to it. One black, one pink. I think I can guess whose is whose. They're both bulging, so it appears that even if you're unprepared for today's events Kurt isn't. Once in the car it isn't so bad. There's a strange feeling in the air, a combination of anticipation and contentment. Sure, you're not positive that this isn't somehow kidnapping – and if isn't then it must be kind of close to it, nobody but Kurt and Lisa know where you're going – but at least it's something fun like hiking. Or you assume it will be fun. You've never been, but you've seen enough Peddit posts where attractive people pose next to gorgeous vistas that you're sure it must be amazing. Kurt hits a button on his phone that turns on the car's music. You've never been a fan of nonstop electronic beats where there are no lyrics and the bass seems like it wants you to die. The volume is low, thankfully, and you find that you can tolerate it if it's only background noise. You lean back into the seat and relax. Kurt doesn't initiate any conversation, and for a good fifty minutes the two of you ride in silence. The car takes an exit and a short distance later you stop in a parking lot. There's a clearly marked trail nearby. @@.kurt;"I'll get the bags."@@ While Kurt rummages through the trunk you take a look at the area. It's pretty, with a dense forest and a path that climbs uphill in the distance. @@.kurt;"All set."@@ [[Time to begin hiking.|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 12"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 12">><<if $flag.spinlessons>>Of course the surprise hike is the same day you have a sadistic substitute teacher in spin class. First Rebecca ran you into the ground during the morning hours and now this trail wants to kick your ass. @@.kurt;"You okay? I can slow down a little."@@ You have no idea what Kurt does to stay in shape, but he's clearly working for him. I bet it's lacrosse or something. He seems like the type to do lacrosse. Or water polo, or something. <<if $fem gte 1370>><<AddFem 2>>I wonder if his team wears speedos, your eyes idly admire him a second time. What am I doing? Get it together, $name.<<else>>I wonder if his confidence in the car extends to the playing field. Or, wait, what do they call it in lacrosse? The stick field? The butterfly-net field?<</if>> Your legs protest with each step. @@.yellow;"I'm fine,"@@ you reassure him. @@.yellow;"I had a tough workout this morning and I'm just a little tired."@@ Maybe if you hadn't come into this with sore thighs you would be enjoying the activity more. There's no moment where hiking clicks for you and you suddenly find it awesome. It's honestly a bit boring. It's like riding a really slow bike. Yeah, that's the problem. At least when you're on the bicycle the scenery changes quickly. @@.kurt;"Let's stop,"@@ Kurt suggests. @@.kurt;"You look like you need a break. Here's a good spot."@@ He gestures to your left, where [[there's a dry clearing in the shade.|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 13"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>This is the worst. Hiking is the worst. Who in their right mind would spend their free time fighting off mosquitoes. At least you feel a bit more like the old Danny. You didn't like outside physical activities when you lived in the city as a boy, and it turns out you don't like them when you live in Hope's Point as a girl. @@.kurt;"Hey, do you wanna slow down a little?"@@ @@.yellow;"Absolutely,"@@ you gratefully pant. Kurt had set a quick pace and you quickly found yourself lagging behind. @@.kurt;"Didn't you tell me you go hiking like every other weekend? You're so tired you're acting like this is your first time. I definitely remember you saying you go a lot, because whenever we text I notice how we like all the same things, and I try to pay attention because I really like you."@@ He eyes you quizzically. @@.kurt;"You weren't making that stuff up, were you?"@@ Fucking Lisa. How many lies did she tell about you? @@.yellow;"I'm having a blast, Kurt, really. I, uh, biked into work this morning so I'm a little worn out."@@ Hiking is like walking, but on hard mode. That's it. Fucking stupid. @@.kurt;"How about we take a break,"@@ Kurt kindly offers. @@.kurt;"You look like you need one. Right there should work."@@ He gestures to your left, where [[there's a dry clearing in the shade.|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 13"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 13 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 13">>The two of you sit down in the clearing. Kurt opens up his bag and pulls out a bottle of water. You follow suit and open up the pink bag for the first time. There's a plastic water bottle, a protein bar, a first aid kit, a travel sized deodorant, tampons, sunscreen, and hand sanitizer. What the fuck? Tampons? Really? Why on earth are there tampons? @@.yellow;"Hey Kurt, did you pack my bag?"@@ He shakes his head. @@.kurt;"Nah. I was going to, though. I gave my mom a list so she could have stuff picked up from the store. I think one of our staff ended up packing everything for me. Why? Did you get something weird?"@@ <<if $fem gte 1320>>I guess if someone packed it thinking I'm a girl then it makes sense.<<else>>Fuck yes it's weird.<</if>> @@.yellow;"Uh, no. I was just curious."@@ @@.kurt;"You look really pretty today."@@ The compliment is somewhat diminished because Kurt's mouth is full of protein bar, but you suppose it's still flattering nonetheless. @@.yellow;"Thanks."@@ [[His hungry gaze stays on you.|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 14"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 14 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 14">><<CheckBlowjob "Kurt" 38>><<if _isonlist>><<AddFem 2>>You catch him staring at your mouth. Is he remembering last week? You flush a little and look away. How did pizza and a movie turn into you giving him head? You hadn't meant to do that! I really hope he didn't say something during "our" text messages. You shudder at the idea of Lisa knowing about you and her son. Granted, if she knew you would likely be aware of it. She wasn't nearly cruel enough to you on the phone, so you're guessing he didn't say anything. To be fair, he hasn't brought it up at all today. Maybe Kurt is one of those rare discreet dudes.<<else>><<AddFem 1>>He seems fascinated with your mouth, his eyes following your lips up and down whenever you speak. You can tell he's picturing your jaws doing something else. You blush and there's an awkward silence that follows.<</if>> @@.kurt;"You ready go hike more?"@@ Kurt's tone of voice is light and casual. He stands up and extends a hand out to help you get to your feet. You accept his help, your <<if $flag.spinlessons>>sore<<else>>out of shape<</if>> body threatening a mutiny if you make it get up all on your own. He pulls when you expected him to stay still and you lose your balance, falling against him with a small squeak. The air is knocked from your lungs and when you look up your face is less than an inch from his. You can feel a hardness in his board shorts, his member rigid and hot even through the layers of clothing that separate you. Or is it just your imigination? [[He kisses you.|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 15"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 15 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 15">><<AddKiss "Kurt">>With no other people around, surrounded only by nature, you feel your brain shut down a little. There's no embarrassment or social norms or agony over what should be happening. There's only you and a person who desires you and the light swishing of wind through branches. You never knew how it good that could feel. Being away from everything and everyone, with your sole companion being someone who wants to be around you. It's almost cathartic. Kurt breaks the kiss off, his lips tearing away from yours so slowly that even once you're separated you think you can still feel them. @@.kurt;"Should we get back to the trail?"@@ His voice is ragged, a clear yearning behind the words. The absolute last thing he wants right now is to be hiking. <<if $flag.spinlessons>><<AddFem 1>>For some reason that makes you feel more attractive.<<else>>Who could blame him, though?<</if>> What will you do? [[Leave the clearing and go hike|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 20"; $temp.switch1 to true]] or [[tell him there's no rush|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 16"]]?<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 16 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 16">>@@.yellow;"I'm not in a hurry."@@ You're being sincere. You'd gladly take more minutes resting before tackling the rest of the ascent. And then there's still the trip back down to think about… Standing there in Kurt's embrace, your words likely communicate something else entirely. Something that might be part true. It's so hard to figure out your own feelings these days. For a guy who never picks up on your signals rejecting him Kurt seems awfully perceptive to "come hither" behavior. He wastes no time kissing you again. As the make out session goes on you can feel more intensity in his actions, a passionate fervor stemming from hormones and adrenaline. His hands fall to your hips and cup your ass, a possessive gesture that reminds you again of his girlfriend comment from earlier. You wonder if he's thinking about last week<<CheckBlowjob "Kurt" 38>><<if _isonlist>>. About taking things a step further. You're not sure if you're ready for that. Are you? With him? It feels like a big commitment.<<else>>, about missed opportunities. About if you two would take the next level today.<</if>> If you were the guy in this situation and the girl was acting like you have then you might assume things were headed that way. His erection grinds into your waist again. One of his hands takes yours and leads it to his groin. He presses your palm against his hard dick. [[Pull away.|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 17"; $temp.switch1 to false]] [[Stay still.|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 17"; $temp.switch1 to true]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 17 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 17">><<if $temp.switch1>>You squeeze it and he moans into your mouth. For some reason that makes your body tremble slightly. He grinds even harder against you. With not a soul for miles it occurs to you that maybe you could do things with him, things where you don't have to worry about people finding out or seeing. <<CheckBlowjob "Kurt" 38>><<if _isonlist>>You did it for him last week. Maybe now is a good time to do an experiment. If you blow him again and it feels differently for you than you'll know more about yourself. If you don't enjoy it versus if you do. Yeah, that's a good idea, you rationalize.<<else>>You couldn't do it last time, but maybe now is the perfect setting. Like a controlled experiment. You can perform oral sex on him only because you want to see how little you like it and you can use that information to make better decisions moving forward.<</if>> Yeah, that's it. Perfect. Your mind made up, you take your time wiggling down his chest, trailing kisses along his abdomen until your face is level with his crotch. You put your mouth on his boardshorts and gently suck, enjoying Kurt's gasp as you apply different levels of pressure to his penis. As soon as you your lips off of his shorts [[he pulls the waistband down and frees his dick.|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 18"]]<<else>><<AddFem 2>>@@.yellow;"Um,"@@ you jerk back, @@.yellow;"maybe we should get back after all."@@ @@.kurt;"Oh. Okay."@@ Kurt's voice is thick with disappointment. @@.kurt;"Did I do something wrong, $name?"@@ He watches you scurry over to your pack. @@.yellow;"No, of course not,"@@ you quickly assure him as you cram items into the bag. @@.yellow;"This is just really public, you know? We're out in the open."@@ His expression changes and he nods with understanding. @@.kurt;"Got it,"@@ he says brightly. @@.kurt;"You're not that kind of girl. You're classy. You like privacy."@@ @@.yellow;"Uh, right. Yeah, sure. That's it."@@ Kurt packs his bag and the two of you [[go back to the trail.|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 20"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 18 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 18">><<AddBlowjob "Kurt">>The trees don't mind the sight of Kurt's bare penis, so why should you? @@.yellow;"Hello there,"@@ you mischievously greet it. @@.yellow;"That didn't take long."@@ @@.kurt;"Um. Thank you?"@@ Kurt clearly doesn't know how to take your comment. He also seems more intent on getting your lips back onto his dick. It's a little eye opening how much power girls have during blowjobs. You hope to be on the receiving end one day. Right now he would probably do anything for you. It's kind of cool. Like you move a fleshy joystick with your mouth and boom! Instant cheat codes. You're still absent-mindedly musing about this even as you relax your jaw and take Kurt's cock into your mouth. He groans when contact is finally made and you get to work. Your focus narrows on his twitches and exhalations, on how he reacts to the different things you. <<if $fem gte 1350>><<AddFem 4>>It's kind of like going down the rabbit hole, because the more you do it the more you forget your original goal. You don't pay attention at all to how you're feeling do this, too intent on how he's feeling. Does that mean anything?<<else>><<AddFem 2>>You study it all in a detached, clinical sort of way. Maybe if you take the emotion out of it you can better analyze everything. Figure out who you are by getting out of your own head.<</if>> Kurt groans and you realize he's about to cum. @@.kurt;"Oh shit, I'm gonna, um, $name!"@@ You don't know what he's thinking, because he jerks backward, maybe trying to be gentlemanly and not suddenly choke you with an explosion of cum. It would be a nice gesture, except that the tip of his dick releases its load right as he pulls back. [[Your face ends up coated with cum.|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 19"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 19 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 19">><<AddBreath_Medium "cum">>Your first reaction is to squeeze your eyes shut and turn your face away from the blast, little good that does. Spunk drips from your forehead all the way to your chin. @@.kurt;"Shit! I'm sorry."@@ @@.yellow;"Do oo hab a dow?"@@ Fuck, some got in your mouth, too. You cough and try again. @@.yellow;"Do you have a towel?"@@ @@.kurt;"No, I'm sorry."@@ You wipe your face the best you can using the back of your hands. <<outfitlist>><<outfit "lisa_jogging">><<AddFem 1>>When that fails you pull off your hoodie and use it like a towel. It gets most of the jizz off of you, thankfully. You cram the stained garment into your bag.<<outfit "lisa_sweats" "lisa_yogapants">><<AddFem 3>>You try to use the hem of your top to dab at some of the jizz, but it doesn't help much. @@.yellow;"Did I get it all off?"@@ @@.kurt;"Most of it,"@@ Kurt examines your face. @@.kurt;"I think the rest will dry before we see anyone."@@ Great, that's what you need. Cum to dry on your face. Fantastic.<</outfitlist>> @@.yellow;"Back to the trail?"@@ Kurt nods. He has a serene expression in his face. Who could blame him? The guy just got to orgasm in the woods and nut all over a girl's face. Sounds like a good Thursday if you're the guy. [[Back to hiking.|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 20"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 20 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 20">>It's another hour before you and Kurt reach the top. You get through a section of particularly thick trees and the trunks give way to a cliff top. In front of you is a terrific view; miles of untouched forest and pristine nature stretch out to the horizon. It would be breath-taking and awe-inspiring if it wasn't for the noisy tourists packed along the cliff edge, chattering loudly and taking dozens of pictures with their smart phones. @@.yellow;"Kurt,"@@ your eyes narrow as you read the large metal sign next to some of the tourists, @@.yellow;"why is there an "easy path" marker over there?"@@ Not to mention how there could be this many people up here when you literally passed no one on the trail. @@.kurt;"They all took the quick way. It's like ten minutes, ne exertion or anything. I texted that we should take the harder trail and you said you wanted to."@@ Fucking damn it. @@.kurt;"Let's take a picture!"@@ [[Kurt eagerly tugs you toward the cliff|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 21"]], one hand already pulling his phone out of his bag.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 21 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 21">>He turns and looks for someone nearby to help. <<CheckBlowjob "Kurt" 46>><<if _isonlist>><<AddFem 3>>A bored looking trophy wife waves at him. @@.hotpink;"You need someone to take a picture, hon?"@@ She's got bottle blonde hair that looks like it was just professionally done. Her makeup is also perfect, though you suppose if she took the easy path then it's not like anything would get messed up. Her pink top is sporty and low-cut, while her black yoga pants show that she's still in terrific shape despite her age. There's a group similarly attired middle-aged women with her, all taking pictures of each other and posing. She tells Kurt she knows how to use his phone, then discreetly gestures for you to come slower. @@.hotpink;"You two should face away from the camera and we'll get a shot of your backs looking at the pretty view,"@@ she suggests loudly. In a quiet voice meant for only you to hear she adds, <<outfitlist>><<outfit "lisa_jogging">><<AddFem 1>>@@.hotpink;"there's some stuff by your ear, honey, maybe from some fun you were havin' in the woods."@@ Your face turns crimson and you self-consciously clap one hand by your earlobe. Your reaction makes her giggle. @@.hotpink;"It's okay, honey. I would never judge another woman. Do whatever you have to do,"@@ she encourages. Her wags a hand at you, a massive diamond ring gaudily catching the light. @@.hotpink;"You don't get the good life unless you're willing to work from it. "@@ She winks and gestures at Kurt. @@.hotpink;"He's a good-looking boy. He come from money?"@@ @@.yellow;"Um, yeah."@@ This woman is making you feel more and more self-conscious. You can't believe you and Kurt did what you did when people were so close by! You feel like a slut.<<outfit "lisa_sweats" "lisa_yogapants">><<AddFem 2>>@@.hotpink;"I think your moisturizer went bad, honey, it's all white if you know what I mean."@@ You blush as you realize what she's talking about. The dried cum on your face must be obvious to everyone there! She giggles at the heat rising in your cheeks. @@.hotpink;"Aw, don't be embarrassed. I don't think less of any woman who uses her feminine wiles."@@ She winks and playfully dangles her hand in front of you, giving you an eyeful of a huge diamond ring. @@.hotpink;"Do what you need to do to get the good life, honey. But you have be willing to work for it, if you catch my drift, though I think you know exactly what I mean."@@ She winks again and then gestures at Kurt. @@.hotpink;"He's a hot little thing. His family well off?"@@ @@.yellow;"Um, yeah."@@ This is so humiliating. She's implying that you're fooling around with Kurt because you're some sort of gold digger! And that isn't true, obviously. It's crazy how she's actually encouraging that sort of thing. The exact opposite of what your boss, Alice, was saying this morning.<</outfitlist>> @@.hotpink;"Good job, girl."@@ She gives you an approving nod. @@.hotpink;"Get your hooks into him however you need to."@@ The trophy wife snaps the photo, a nice behind shot of you and Kurt looking standing on the cliff edge. The camera clearly captures Kurt's hand half on your waist and half on your ass. @@.yellow;"It looks great,"@@ you lie when Kurt shows it to you. @@.yellow;"Hey, let's go back down the easy way."@@ He cheerfully agrees.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 1>>A kindly Asian man notices the phone in Kurt's hand and offers to take the picture. The two of you step back toward the cliff and smile. Kurt puts one arm around you, his hand possessively lingering on your waist. Again the word girlfriend pops into your head. The man takes multiple shots before giving Kurt his phone back. @@.yellow;"Let's take the easy way back,"@@ you suggest. @@.kurt;"Alright with me,"@@ Kurt replies with a sanguine smile. As you're walking away a group of trophy wives walk past, talking loudly about they can't wait to take pretty pictures by the gorgeous view. <</if>>[[The two of you head down the trail.|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 22"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 22 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 22">>The way down is much easier. You pass a good number of people coming up as well as some going down. The picture spot by the cliff is clearly a popular destination. You and Kurt get back to the car. @@.kurt;"You hungry? I know how much you like salads, there's supposed to be a good place near here."@@ Kill me. @@.yellow;"We don't have to go somewhere just for me."@@ Your body demands fast food or sugar, maybe something fattening. An entire cow would do. @@.yellow;"What about pizza? We both like that."@@ @@.kurt;"What about your diet? I thought you were trying to lose weight."@@ @@.yellow;"Um. It's a cheat day?"@@ You're pretty sure that's a thing, you hear women say that all the time at the restaurant before ordering dessert. @@.kurt;"Oh, okay. Yeah, let's go get pizza!"@@ [[Phew. Bullet dodged.|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 23"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 23 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 23">><<AddBreath_Medium "pizza">>Once at the pizza parlor you each order two slices and glasses of water. The food is okay, but as hungry as you are you won't be complaining. Kurt shows you his favorite picture from the ones that were taken earlier. <<CheckBlowjob "Kurt" 46>><<if _isonlist>><<AddFem 1>>As expected, your backs are to the camera. <<outfitlist>><<outfit "lisa_jogging">>You aren't wearing your hoodie in the photo because you used it to wipe off cum. In your little white shorts and tight spandex top you look absurdly feminine, even from behind.<<outfit "lisa_sweats" "lisa_yogapants">>The yoga pants accentuate your ass, <<if $flag.spinlessons>>easily showing off all your hard work from spin class. My ass looks pretty good, you have to admit.<<else>>the material doing spectacular work at making your small butt look appealing.<</if>><</outfitlist>><<else>>You and Kurt look like a normal couple, two young adults who are clearly in a relationship. If you didn't know the people in the photo you would assume they were boyfriend and girlfriend.<<AddFem 2>><</if>> You tell Kurt it looks great and [[the two of you make your way back to the car.|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 24"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 24 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 24">><<CheckBlowjob "Kurt" 46>><<if _isonlist>><<AddFem 2>>@@.kurt;"I had fun today. Especially in the woods."@@ I'll bet you did. Kurt flirts lightly with you the whole drive back. It seems like he's taking his time driving around, perhaps taking the scenic route. There's no other reason for the return trip to be twice as long as the drive there. By the time you get to the cottage it's almost evening. You and Kurt exchange goodbyes – and a farewell kiss – and you [[go into your home.|W7R][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.kurt;"I had fun today. I'm glad we did this."@@ @@.yellow;"Me too."@@ He keeps taking his eyes off the road to look your way. You once again spot the unmistakable stirring of his dick in his board shorts. He's been horny all day, you note. @@.kurt;"You know,"@@ he teases suggestively, <<if $temp.switch1>><<AddFem 2>>@@.kurt;"I don't think I'll ever get tired of looking at you."@@ @@.yellow;"Well, keep your eyes on the road,"@@ you flirt back. @@.kurt;"Maybe you should help me do that."@@ He glances meaningfully at his crotch.<<else>><<AddFem 3>>@@.kurt;"these windows are tinted and nobody is around. We could do anything we want.@@<</if>> Oh. You see what he's getting at. But you can't fool around while he's driving, can you? You did sort of lead him on earlier, though. With the kiss and stuff… [[Tell him you're tired. And that you have a headache. And you're stressed. And you have work tomorrow.|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 25"]] [[You did kind of bring this on yourself…|W7R][$control.location to "Kurt 25"; $queue.blowjob to "Kurt"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 25 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 25">><<CheckBlowjob "Kurt" 46>><<if _isonlist>><<AddFem 3>>You rest a hand on his dick and he groans appreciatively. Even through the board shorts you can feel how hard he is. You make sure your hair is tucked before you lean over. His penis springs free of his shorts, the tip of it right in front of your nose. I can't believe I'm doing this. Actually, you can. Something like giving a blowjob felt like such a huge deal a few months ago. There's still significance to it, but you find yourself having an easier time accepting that such things are happening. It's almost like you're more $name than Danny these days. Your head bobs up and down as you take him in and out of your mouth. Your tongue swirls around the head of his dick, your fingers holding his shaft in place. One of Kurt's hands rests on the back of your head, your hair tangled in his grip. It's a little nerve-wracking doing this, mostly because you can't see the road. Kurt is a good driver, though. Right? It takes all of five minutes before you hear him say, @@.kurt;"I'm gonna cum, $name."@@ You're able to get off of him in time, and when he orgasms you catch most of it in your hands. Gross. You roll down your window and fruitlessly try to get the jizz to come off your hand, but it doesn't really work. You end up holding both hands away from you while the cum dries. @@.kurt;"Thanks,"@@ he says dreamily. By the time he pulls up to to the cottage the afternoon is almost over. You and Kurt exchange goodbyes – and flirt a little more – and you [[go into your home.|W7R][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 1>>The excuses pour out of your mouth, and even to your ears they sound lame and unconvincing. @@.kurt;"It's fine,"@@ Kurt assures you, but you can sense his disappointment. Whether it's your company, his own affable nature or the confidence that driving gives him, you can't say, but his mood doesn't take long to go back to being happy. He seems to take his time returning to the cottage, taking you down a number of scenic roads, likely just stretching out the time you two have together. Neither one of you are adept at banter so most of the flirting is awkwardly done by complimenting one another. How long until Lisa has him dump me? You don't want to say that you're counting the days, but… Eventually he pulls up in front of your home, the afternoon light almost gone. You give Kurt a quick peck on the cheek and say goodbye before [[you head inside the cottage.|W7R][$control.location to "Home"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home">><<routes>><<job "store">><<if $flag.outingsanity>>Justine's jeep is the first thing you see when you get to the cottage. It's entirely at odds with its owner, mostly because it's parked neatly and she's a sloppy mess. The redhead sits on your porch with a full six-pack of hard lemonade to one side of her and a half empty six-pack on the other side. A flask is in her lap full of who knows what. You can guess what she's been doing instead of working. @@.yellow;"Did you drive here after drinking?"@@ It's impossible to hide how much anxiety the thought gives you. @@.justine;"Naw,"@@ your friend hiccups and then makes a dismissive gesture with one hand. @@.justine;"I got here a while ago. My friends, Miss Lemonade and Mister Vodka, were just keeping me company."@@ She pets the flask affectionately and gives you a crooked grin. @@.yellow;"You called off work so you could get drunk on my porch?"@@ You unlock your front door and pick up the two packs of hard lemonade before dragging them into the cottage. Justine follows you inside. @@.justine;"Naw, naw. I have today off every year."@@ [[She flops down onto your couch and unscrews the top off the flask.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine"]] @@.justine;"Let's get fuuuucked up. Then let's get sluuuuuty. Then let's go out and be fucked up sluts!"@@ She hiccups again. Oh dear.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Once at home you head to the eWardrobe to get changed and more comfortable. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Home 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "workout"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">><<if $flag.tf>>You head into the cottage and then change out of the clothes you've been in all day, doing a hygiene option before selecting something casual to change into.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You head into the cottage and then change out of the clothes you've been in all day, doing a hygiene option before selecting something casual to change into.<</if>> <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Home 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home 2">><<routes>><<job "store">>Feeling more relaxed now, you pad back into the living room and ponder what you should do with yourself. The whole night is ahead of you. There's still no word from Justine, but maybe you'll see her at work tomorrow and you can talk to her then. If you have to confront her and force a conversation then you will. You can't fix things if you don't know what the problem is. Again you glance at your phone. Still nothing. Okay, it's time for a distraction. Porn could be just what you need to get the edge off. Or you could watch a movie? A cheesy kung-fu flick sounds perfect right now, with every character's name following the rule of Adjective Animal. "Watch Iron Lama face down his longtime foe, Imperial Monkey, in a duel for life and death." [[Porn.|W7R][$control.location to "Porn"]] [[Movie|W7R][$control.location to "Movie"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">>You go to the couch and open up your laptop. Browsing Peddit is mildly entertaining for a while, though you grow bored of all the reposts and sponsored content. There's a popular personality quiz that's appearing on a bunch of the women's threads. Seeing so many positive comments has you a bit curious. Maybe you should take it, even if it isn't meant for guys? Technically you're not a girl, of course. But it could be fun. It's not a serious thing, right? Or you could do something that's definitely not feminine. A movie! A manly movie, at that. [[Try the personality test. What's the worst that could happen?|W7R][$control.location to "Confidence building"]] [[A manly movie for a manly man. That's you. Obviously.|W7R][$control.location to "Movie"]]<</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine">><<AddBreath_Strong "weed">><<AddFem 3>>@@.yellow;"Or,"@@ you fill up a glass of water and then pass it to Justine. She sets the flask down with a pout but at least she takes the glass from you. @@.yellow;"You drink all of that,"@@ you snatch the flask while she's distracted, @@.yellow;"and then sober up a little. Let's wait till later to pregame. I need you sober to, um,"@@ you say the first lie you can think of, @@.yellow;"help me… get slutty."@@ Ah, fuck. She bounces up and down eagerly, her breasts defying gravity by floating in her top. @@.justine;"Oooo, yeah, yeah!"@@ She reaches down her top and pulls out a joint and a USB. @@.justine;"Let's get high and I'll turn you into a slut!"@@ She waves both happily. Was she prepared ahead of time for this? It's like she's a girl scout, but all of her badges lie in being a bad influence. Well, weed might help her sober up. You suppose you'll have to take one for the team and smoke with her. Such is life. The joint goes back and forth but you're already feeling high after the <<if $flag.botanics>>second<<else>>first<</if>> hit. Justine refuses to let you stop, mumbling something about @@.justine;"Spitters are quitters, only cunts don't finish blunts, you snitch you get a bitch stitch."@@ Very little of that made sense to you. When the joint is finally finished Justine takes your hand and drags you into your bedroom. [[She gleefully turns on your eWardrobe while you helplessly watch.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 2">>Two whirlwind hours later and you're exhausted. Justine has gradually sobered up, thank goodness. That girl has the constitution of a horse. She eventually convinces you that it's time to start pregaming, so now you both have a hard lemonade in hand. She'd picked out a rather scandalous outfit for you, one of the new ones from the mall, and some alluring makeup to go with it. Now it's her turn. You watch her traipse in and out of your eWardrobe in various outfits. Some are sheer while others are clingy. All afford you excellent views of her body. You could probably make a nude composite image of her from all the different ways you've seen her bare skin. Like a sexy collage. I'd make a ton of money. Best artist ever. Over another hour passes before Justine is satisfied with both of your outfits. She's chosen a little black dress that exposes more than it covers. @@.justine;"We're gonna be the hottest bitches in Lakehill,"@@ she finally proclaims. You watch your friend as she lights up another joint that she was storing in her cleavage. You tipsily take it from her and cough after inhaling. @@.yellow;"I'll get us a Ryde,"@@ you giggle. The booze and weed has you feeling good. @@.justine;"Not yet, baby girl,"@@ the busty redhead lays a hand on your wrist to stop you from opening the Ryde app. @@.justine;"It's like, way too early. It's barely dark outside."@@ She points out the window and you shrug. @@.yellow;"What should we do, then? Ohh, let's watch something! Maybe The Tech Group,"@@ [[you coyly suggest.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 3">><<AddFem 2>>She narrows her eyes. @@.justine;"Don't be a bitch,"@@ she sniffs. @@.justine;"The last thing I want to hear today is some nerd telling me to restart my computer."@@ @@.yellow;"That's not what he says! It's "switch it off and back on," there's nothing about restarting."@@ She rolls her eyes. @@.justine;"Girl, you're not allowed to be this geeky when you're that hot. It's like a rule. I swear, without me you'd end up being one of those hoes who make video game armor and go to conventions to grind against sweaty nerds."@@ @@.yellow;"…do you think that's what cosplay is?"@@ @@.justine;"Ahhhh, shut up."@@ She throws a hard lemonade cap at you. Then she gets a mischevious smile and hands you her flask. @@.justine;"Here, have a drink and stop being basic."@@ One sip won't hurt, right? @@.yellow;"Holy fuck,"@@ you sputter, @@.yellow;"It burns. It hurts so bad."@@ You wince as a coughing fit overtakes you. @@.justine;"Pussy,"@@ your friend snorts. She's kind of mean. [[Girls are weird.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 4">>It feels like forever before Justine finally decides that it's time to get ready. You go into the eWardrobe first. Justine had picked out one of the outfits from your shopping excursion, declaring that this was the perfect time to try it out. You hadn't been so sure, but there was no arguing with her. [[Step into the eWardrobe.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 5">><<if $tracking.mallclothes.includes("pa4") and $tracking.mallclothes.includes("pax")>><<WearOutfit "justine_angelslut">><<else>><<WearOutfit "justine_naughtydevil">><</if>><<outfitlist>><<outfit "justine_angelslut">><<AddFem -1>>It's the white dress, the one that you can't wear a bra with. It hugs your chest so tightly that your nipples raise the fabric like they're aspiring tent poles. Other than the dress you've got <<if $fem gte 1553>>lacy<<else>>girly<</if>> white boyshorts and pearl-colored heels. <<if $fem gte 1550>>If you saw a woman dressed the way you are now you'd assume she were on her way to meet some muscular jock and that he'd be getting lots of action shortly.<<elseif $fem gte 1450>>I look I've been cast in a porno where the people are pretending to be angels. Angels who fuck. It'd probably be called Banging Angels 2: On Cloud 69 or something like that.<<else>>I look like somebody asked a horny teenage boy to draw his vision of a "healslut." This is ridiculous.<</if>> And people are going to see you dressed like this. Great.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "justine_naughtydevil">>It's the red dress, the short one with slits in the sides that expose your skin for the world to see. Even if you manage to go all night without flashing your underwear at anyone – seriously, one fart and the back will definitely flutter up – you'll still have to deal with tons of <<if $breastsize gte 21>>dudes ogling your sideboob and the flesh underneath all the way to your hips.<<else>>stares aimed at your bra and what they assume is inside. Along with the visible flesh underneath going all the way to your hips.<</if>> This is how you'll going out in public tonight. Like a walking sex doll. Fantastic.<</outfitlist>> @@.justine;"Damn, you look hot,"@@ Justine purrs. The smile on her face screams satisfaction, although it looks a tad forced. Maybe it's just how much she's been drinking? @@.justine;"You kill the hell out of that dress."@@ @@.yellow;"Thanks."@@ <<if $fem gte 1520>><<AddFem 1>>She's not wrong. You'd love to get into your panties – err, as in you'd like to sex the girl wearing them, not put them on yourself. Though panties do feel nicer than boxers, that's for sure.<<else>>You've become almost inured to comments like this. Though that doesn't mean you like them. Whatever, she means well.<</if>> Justine plugs her USB into your eWardrobe again and then [[steps inside.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 6">>Justine's little black dress accentuates her curves and bust, emphasizing her impressive physical assets. But her figure isn't the only thing on display. Between the high heels and the short skirt her pale legs look like they're begging to be complimented. She turns and fiddles with the eWardrobe for a moment, eventually handing you a <<outfitlist>><<outfit "justine_angelslut">>white<<outfit "justine_naughtydevil">>red<</outfitlist>> purse and taking a black one for herself. She fiddles again. @@.justine;"Okay, back inside."@@ She gestures toward the open doors. @@.justine;"Makeup time."@@ @@.yellow;"Right."@@ You miss the days where you pulled on a shirt and shorts and that was it. You stop ogling your friend and do as she says. [[Back in.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 7">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<outfitlist>> ║ │ <<outfit "justine_angelslut">> ║ │ <<ApplyMakeup "outfit_custom_angelslut">> ║ │ <<outfit "justine_naughtydevil">> ║ │ <<ApplyMakeup "outfit_custom_naughtydevil">> ║ │ <</outfitlist>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>It's Justine's turn next. She takes her time checking both of you over. @@.justine;"Tonight is going to be kickass,"@@ she promises as she scrutinizes your lipstick. @@.yellow;"Can I order a Ryde now? This is so boring,"@@ you complain. @@.justine;"Bitch, looking good takes time. Be grateful you've got me around to take body of yours from nine to eleven."@@ @@.yellow;"So yes, I can order a Ryde?"@@ She sighs with disgust. @@.justine;"You're impossible. Yes, fine. Do it. Then go pour us some shots from my flask."@@ [[Do as she says.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 8">>You sneak some water into the liquor to make it burn less. Plus, you and Justine should really be hydrating. You get the feeling that tonight is about tormenting your liver and you feel a little badly about that. Justine takes another ten minutes in your room. When she comes out you down the shots together. She gives you a suspicious glare, but your phone goes off right then and announces that the Ryde car has arrived. @@.yellow;"Let's go,"@@ you dart toward the door, the feeling of her glare heavy on your back. But hey, she follows you out the door and [[into the backseat of the car.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 9">>You worry the driver is going to have a heart attack. He's older, and how often does he have two beauties get into his vehicle? You're both showing a lot of skin and Justine is obviously inebriated – <<if $flag.botanics>>not me, though, I'm barely buzzed ohhh my gosh is that an Astoria decal? Yayyyyyy! I love this guy!<<else>>I feel fine, though. Good. I feel good. I could totes go for some spicy chips right now. I'm so hungry. Maybe Justine will let us stop for burgers.<</if>> – so the driver is probably feeling his pulse racing right now. Justine whips out her phone and insists you pose next to her for a selfie. @@.justine;"Kissy face first. Okay, now the peace sign. Look bored now. Do a dumb face next. No, dumb. Not constipated. What is that? You look like my uncle at Thanksgiving when he goes up for his sixth helping."@@ Your friend rests her head on your shoulder. @@.justine;"Here, you take the next one. No, hold it higher! Try to get my boobs in the pic. Oh my god, you're killing me. Don't zoom in on my tits!"@@ The driver's eyes are wide in the rearview mirror as he tries to watch both the road in front of him and the show in his backseat. You half suspect that part of why Justine is doing this is just to tease the poor man. That would be like her. Her phone vibrates in your hand and there's a notification of a new text from someone named Judith. @@.yellow;"You've got a new message,"@@ you tell your friend as you hold the device back out to her. She squints at the notifcation and then scoffs. @@.justine;"It's not important. Come on, this one is for my streak! Kiss my cheek and look gorgeous like you always do."@@ The car pulls up to the curb and you and Justine clamber out of the back. This street is dotted with clubs and bars along both sides of the road. Some of the establishments have lines of people waiting to get in while others look dead. Bouncers of all sizes are in most of the doorways, their disinterested eyes watching the girls that walk by. @@.justine;"Squad goal for tonight? Take a shot at every place."@@ [[The redhead stands next to you and you can practically feel how determined she is.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 10">>@@.yellow;"Aw jeez, really?"@@ Even though you've been trying to take it easy for the last hour you can't imagine your liver could handle having a shot at every bar on the strip. That's a level of intoxication that you're not ready to meet. @@.yellow;"Are you sure about this, 'Stine?"@@ @@.justine;"Don't be a pussy, $name."@@ Justine's eager eyes flick back and forth, taking in all of the different neon signs. It seems like every other window has a proclamation of a ladies night promotion. @@.justine;"We only get the one life. Let's live it!"@@ She squeezes your hand and drags you to the nearest club. There's a short line for the entrance, which makes Justine sigh dramatically before she drags you to the next spot down. No line here, but that's just about the only positive thing you can say about this place. It's got some sort of tropical theme and there are lizard designs all over the walls. Justine frowns at the female bartender and then cranes her neck until she spots a male server. She impatiently heads for him and orders two fireballs. You're close enough that you catch their exchange. @@.red;"Sure. Can I see your IDs?"@@ @@.justine;"Oh my gosh, my ID? You are just the sweetest, I love being told I look young."@@ Your friend faux giggles. @@.justine;"We were just drinking at the bar, but like, that bartender is bitchy as eff."@@ She points to a spot at the bar where some empty pint glasses sit, their owners having recently left. Justine acts like it was the two of you sitting there rather than some random strangers. @@.justine;"I thought you seemed nice and wouldn't be rude like her."@@ She trails a hand down his shirt, her fingernails snagging on his collar. @@.justine;"You are nice, aren't you?"@@ Her voice drips with suggestion, hints of what the future coud hold for him. @@.red;"Uh, yeah. Of course,"@@ [[the poor waiter stammers.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine 11"]] @@.red;"I'll be right back with those fireballs."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 11">><<AddBreath_Strong "whiskey">><<AddBreath_Weak "cinnamon">>The poor dude didn't stand a chance. Justine shoots you a triumphant look and the two of you settle down at a table in the corner. You can't help but notice how restless she seems. Like she's only sitting because she has to, like she'd rather be moving or dancing or doing something. The shots come and your friend picks one up, holding it in the air and eyeing at you for you to do the same. You hastily lift yours and clink them together. @@.justine;"To the summer of our lives,"@@ Justine toasts. It's been one strange summer. You don't know if you'd call it good or great, but it's definitely been eventful. One thing is certain, at least. You'll never forget this summer. You down the shot and then wheeze. Justine wipes her mouth with the back of her hand and sighs happily. @@.justine;"Alright, bitch. Let's settle up and get out of here, that iguana is freaking me out. Squad goals!"@@ She pulls some money out of her purse and drops it onto the table. You're still gagging as [[she hauls you out of the bar.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine 12"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 12">><<AddBreath_Strong "alcohol">>The next stop is poorly lit. Perhaps that's deliberate. Judging by the clientele you bet this place benefits from bad lighting. If it were bright inside people would spot the mold and dirt caked along the walls. There's no line to get in, which suits Justine just fine. Still, it's busy inside, and past the bouncer everyone looks so packed in that you're sure this must be violating some sort of fire code. While Justine uses her usual methods to trick the bouncer into letting you both in you eye the group closest to the door. There are several women, all of whom give you and Justine dirty looks. They're dressed nearly as scantily as you are. You've come to understand that for girls who are out on the town all other females are evil sluts. It's likely that the next chicks who try to get inside will be greeted with the same reception. Justine succeeds with the bouncer and you both enter. She orders another shot, this time of something clear and disgusting. Down it goes. You're starting to feel light headed. Then Justine is pulling you onto the dance floor, her entire body practically vibrating with excitement. More than a few guys openly stare as the sexy redhead grinds against you. Of course, to these dudes it looks like two hot chicks dancing all seductively. Your own penis throbs with desire as [[her ass rubs up and down your thigh.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine 13"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 13 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 13">><<AddFem 2>>@@.justine;"This place sucks,"@@ Justine yells over the music's bass. @@.justine;"C'mon!"@@ Two hours and plenty of bar hopping later and you're wondering how much more you can take. You've lost count of how many places you've been to. Seven? Eight? Justine has dragged you to every club that didn't have a line to get in, and even wheedled her way past two that did. The people that she – and you – had cut were pissed about it, too. One bouncer wouldn't let her jump the line and you'd had to haul her away as she'd immediately resorted to spitting obscenities at him. Which is how you ended up here. You'd distracted her from her tirade by pointing out that there was a spot with no line that you two hadn't seen yet. She'd gone from furious to bubbly in half a second and now here you are. In another bar. @@.yellow;"Steen,"@@ you groan as she sets down two more shot glasses in front of you. Dark liquid splashes onto the tabletop. When the strong smell of whiskey hits your nose it takes everything you have to hold back a gag. @@.yellow;"I need water. And a break. And bread. Please tell me you have bread on you."@@ Pizza. You'd kill for a slice from back home. There was a dumpy little place right around the corner from where you'd live that made the best pepperoni pizza in the entire city. @@.justine;"Don't suck,"@@ Justine pouts. @@.justine;"We said we were going to take a shot at every bar. We can't go back on that, $name! It's like, what that's stupid shit you're always into? A quest! It's our quest, baby girl. You're like my Frohoe."@@ @@.yellow;"What? That isn't even the right – never mind."@@ You groan again. @@.yellow;"I know, I know, the whole shot at every bar thing,"@@ you really think you might throw up if you stop holding your head. @@.yellow;"But, like, I don't want to OD and die either. Can't we take a little break? I'm going to puke if we don't."@@ [[You give her a pleading look.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine 14"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 14 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 14">>@@.justine;"Fine."@@ The way she says it makes you think it isn't actually fine. @@.justine;"But you have to catch up later."@@ She picks up both shot glasses and smoothly downs them one after another. That can't be healthy. With a sort of morbid fascination you watch her shake her head and then smile. How is the liquor not affecting her more? She has the constitution of a large animal. Is she secretly a rhino? She does tend to charge into things. You give her a suspicious look. There's no horn in sight. Hmmm. This should be investigated further. But later, after you've drank three gallons of water and swallowed some aspirin. Using the wet table for support you stagger to your feet and make your way to the bar, your purse clutched under your arm. It's a good ten minute wait before someone will finally look at you and get you a fucking glass of water. Who said girls get more attention than guys? Apparently this dress makes you invisible. You chug it desperately and wince as your head throbs. Why is the bass so loud? At least hydrating helped a little. If you lay off the alcohol for a bit and have some more water soon you should be feeling fine. When you get back to the table it's occupied by strangers. [[Justine isn't anywhere in sight.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine 15"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 15 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 15">>Shit. You don't know where she could have gone. Maybe she's waiting for you inside? Or maybe she hit up the bathrooms or something? [[Check for Justine outside.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine outsanity"]] [[Look for her inside.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine insanity"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine insanity ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine insanity">>You prowl through the club until you spot her on the dance floor, some random guy in her clutches. Your friend is practically dry humping the dude, her ass grinding against his crotch with abandon. He's equally enthusiastic. You think you can see the outline of a pole in his pants. Probably not a pole. Maybe a lance. Suddenly Justine lurches forward. She stumbles slightly but catches her footing. It takes you a second to realize what happened; a furious brunette had pushed between them. The angry girl is wearing a red top that knots behind her neck and a pair of tight jeans. The backless top shows she isn't wearing a bra and you can see two small indents where her nipples are poking up the fabric. You suppose that if she were smiling she'd be hot, but she's so mad that she's scary instead of attractive. She's alternating between screaming things at Justine and yelling at the guy. You can't hear anything over the music, but you don't need to read lips to be able to tell that she's saying the word "boyfriend" over and over. The guy looks chagrinned and gestures helplessly at Justine. It's her fault, the gesture says.<<if $fem gte 1550>> Typical male response.<</if>> Please just back away, 'Stine. It's not quite a prayer, but you hope that if you think it hard enough it will come true. No dice. Instead of leaving the confrontation and letting this couple work out their relationship drama, your friend gets in the girl's face. Even worse, the redhead uses both hands push the angry girl back a few feet. The situation escalates as one of the girl's friends comes over. Another comes right after that. In a matter of moments [[three angry young women stand in front of your bestie.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine insanity 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine insanity 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine insanity 2">>Justine looks around and spots you. She waves for you to come over. The last thing you want to do is get in the middle of a girl brawl, but you don't think you can leave Justine alone either. Maybe you can diffuse things? You're sometimes able to calm Justine down. Maybe this will be one of those times? You can only hope. You reluctantly walk over. @@.pink;" – this bitch!"@@ You missed the first part of the brunette's sentence, but you think you can figure it out based on context clues. Man is she mad. @@.justine;"Fuck you,"@@ Justine snarls back. It's almost impressive how she can be heard over the music. Good set of lungs on her. Even with how much she smokes. @@.justine;"Get your flat ass out of here before I lose my heel in it, you dumb fuck."@@ With each word out of your friend's mouth you flinch. Why is she picking a fight, you internally groan. The last thing you want to do is get beaten up by a girl. It'll be like tenth grade all over again. And eleventh. @@.yellow;"Justine,"@@ you have to shout into her ear to be heard over the music, @@.yellow;"c'mon! Let's get out of here."@@ Seriously, how is she so loud? You hope she can hear you, the mad brunette is glaring at you now. Her hands are clenched into fists. Now that you think about it, fourth grade, too. Man, you had some really vicious bullies. The brunette is saying something else, but your attention is now on the appearance of a bouncer at the edge of the dance floor. [[He's watching your group with interest, a frown on his wide face.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine insanity 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine insanity 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine insanity 3">>You urgently tug on your friend's shoulder. @@.yellow;"Justine, I think they're gonna throw us out. Let's leave. She isn't worth it!"@@ The bouncer starts to head your way. You frantically point at him and Justine finally notices the audience she's drawn. @@.justine;"Fuck him,"@@ she shouts. @@.justine;"I'll fuck him up too. Come on, you roided up clown!"@@ She raises her hand into the air, her middle finger sticking up high. You anxiously haul her arm back down. With a great amount of difficulty you drag Justine toward the club's back door while she continues to hurl profanities at the bouncer, at the brunette, at the guy she was dancing with and at the bartender for not being better, at the shitty patrons and the terrible music. Basically everyone and everything gets a line of verbal abuse. Everyone except you. The cool night air is a welcome slap to the face. Initially you wince at the cold, but it feels good to be away from the body heat of bad dancing and numerous types of male body spray. Justine takes a deep breath and then surprises you. You'd worried she might be mad at for you pulling her out of there. You'd figured at the very least that she would still be spitting mad. Instead she laughs. @@.justine;"That was hilarious! Did you see her face? She must suck in bed. Her boyfriend was dancing with someone else right in front of her! What does that say about her?"@@ She smoothes her hair. @@.justine;"Let's hit the next spot, I don't want my buzz to wear off."@@ She doesn't wait for you to answer, and [[you helplessly trod after her.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine endsanity"]] I hope tonight calms down.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine outsanity ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine outsanity">>She's probably smoking a cigarette or flirting with somebody she shouldn't, you reason. Or maybe she's scoping out the next stop. The bouncers don't even glance at you as you walk past them. The cool night air is refreshing compared to how it was inside. Why do people even like bars? It's nothing but competing fragrances from cheap body spray and the combined warmth of sweaty drunks packed in too tightly together. You look up and down the street but don't see Justine anywhere. It doesn't look like she came outside after all. Maybe she's back in the bar? There are two bouncers at the entrance, just like when you'd left. One is sitting outside of on a stool, a flashlight in one hand so he can check IDs. The other leans in the doorway, his bulk taking up enough room that nobody could get past unless he moved out of the way. The first one raises his free hand to stop your path. @@.otherblue;"ID."@@ He sounds bored. @@.yellow;"Um."@@ Shit. Justine is the one who usually gets you through situations like these. @@.yellow;"I was just inside and came out looking for my friend, but she must still be in there."@@ @@.otherblue;"Okay. Let me see your ID and you can go right back in."@@ [[Shit.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine outsanity 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine outsanity 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine outsanity 2">>@@.yellow;"I left it inside,"@@ you lie. The bouncer gives your purse a pointed look. Shit. @@.yellow;"It's with my friend, I mean."@@ He shrugs. @@.otherblue;"So call her and ask her to bring to it you."@@ Even though you just came from in there he really won't let you back inside? What a dick. Still, his advice is good. You pull your phone out of the purse and call Justine three times. It just rings until it goes to voicemail. You're starting to feel colder from the night air, and your <<if $current_outfit.id eq "justine_naughtydevil">>skimpy dress isn't doing a damn thing to keep you warm. @@.yellow;"C'mon man, you saw me leave. Just let me back inside."@@ @@.otherblue;"Nope."@@ [[Fucking hell.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine outsanity 4"; $temp.number1 to 0]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 1>>lack of a bra means that your nipples are very obviously erect. With each shiver you feel more goosebumps appear on your arms and legs. <<if $breastsize gte 21>>@@.otherblue;"Maybe we can work something out."@@ The bouncer is giving you a pitying look. His eyes stay on yours to the point that you almost wonder if he's trying not to look elsewhere. @@.yellow;"Really?"@@ @@.otherblue;"Sure. A license isn't the only thing that proves your age. "@@ <<if $fem gte 1565>>That's true enough.<<else>>This is starting to sound skeevy.<</if>> @@.yellow;"What exactly are you thinking?"@@ He winks. @@.otherblue;"I don't know. You have any suggestions?"@@ He turns to the other bouncer. @@.otherblue;"Hey Shawn, go check inside, I think I hear somethin'. I can handle the door."@@ The broad bouncer shrugs and then ducks inside, [[leaving you and the first guy alone.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine outsanity 3"; $temp.number1 to 1]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.yellow;"C'mon man, you saw me leave. Just let me back inside."@@ @@.otherblue;"Nope."@@ [[Fucking hell.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine outsanity 4"; $temp.number1 to 0]]<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine outsanity 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine outsanity 3">><<AddFem 3>>@@.otherblue;"Do you have any ideas,"@@ the bouncer repeats, @@.otherblue;"on how to convince me that you're old enough?"@@ You can't help but give him a disgusted look. @@.otherblue;"I'm not a creep,"@@ he protests. @@.otherblue;"Obviously you're a legal adult,"@@ he lowers his voice slightly, @@.otherblue;"but I don't buy that you're twenty-one, ya know. Maybe tell me how old you really are and what kind of fun we could have later and I'll let you inside."@@ His gaze flickers across your breasts. He's definitely a fucking creep. But you do need to get inside and see Justine. A little flirting with this asshole should do it. Your skin crawling, you wonder what you should do. [[Wait for Justine|W7R][$control.location to "Justine outsanity 4"; $temp.number1 to 1]] or [[do what the bouncer wants.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine outsanity 4"; $fem += 2; $temp.number1 to 2]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine outsanity 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine outsanity 4">><<if $temp.number1 eq 0>>Justine is inside there waiting for you and you can't back in without her. Damn it. The seated bouncer looks back at the one in the doorway. @@.otherblue;"Hey Shawn, go check inside. I think I hear somethin'."@@ The broad one nods and disappears into the bar, leaving you alone with the first one. @@.yellow;"Look man, I'm worried about my friend. We were leaving anyway, just let me go get her and I'll come right back out."@@ He shakes his head. <<if $breastsize gte 21>><<AddFem 2>>You notice his eyes linger on your chest for a second before they slide away. Even if he likes what it sees it's obvious it's not doing enough to influence his decision.<</if>> @@.otherblue;"You can wait for your friend out here, but you ain't getting back in."@@ Feeling defeated but not knowing what else to do, you resort to trying to call Justine again. And again. Still no answer. You're considering trying to sprint for the entrance and hope you don't get caught when [[the broad bouncer returns in a panic.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine outsanity 5"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 1 or $temp.number1 eq 2>>His satisfied smirk turns into an irritated frown when the big bouncer appears in the doorway again. [[Both men seem to completely forget you due to what is apparently an emergency.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine outsanity 5"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine outsanity 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine outsanity 5">>@@.pink;"We got a throw out, Ryan."@@ The big bouncer shocks you when he speaks. There's no way that's really his voice. He sounds like a prepubescent boy. @@.pink;"Crazy redhead is trying to fight people."@@ That sounds like… @@.yellow;"That's my friend! Long red hair, right? Big boobs, little black dress."@@ The big guy gives you a surprised look and then nods. @@.yellow;"Yeah, that's who I came out here looking for. Just let me back inside and I'll get her, I promise. We'll leave right away."@@ The seated bouncer scowls at the big one. @@.otherblue;"If she's starting shit then you or Scottie shoulda thrown her out already. What are you thinking?"@@ @@.yellow;"No! She'll just get madder,"@@ you explain. @@.yellow;"C'mon, you guys don't want to fight a girl. Let me get her outside, she'll leave with me. Otherwise I know she'll get mad and someone might call the police. They'd definitely card her..."@@ you trail off, hoping they'll understand what you're implying. Ryan, the seated bouncer, seems to catch your drift. @@.otherblue;"Fuckity fuck,"@@ he mutters. @@.otherblue;"Fine. Two minutes and if she's not gone we're throwing you both out."@@ Without a backward glance [[you head inside.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine outsanity 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine outsanity 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine outsanity 6">>When you get inside you don't see her at the bar. There are several people near the dance floor pointing toward its center. With a sinking feeling you fight through the dense crowd of people. Your natural instincts would be to avoid any commotion, but something tells you that your friend is likely the source of such attention. Sure enough, Justine faces down three furious looking girls. A guy with a guilty expression hovers nearby. When Justine spots you she grins broadly. The music is so loud that you can barely make out her next words. @@.justine;"My backup just got here, you dumb slut. Get ready to get fucked up!"@@ Oh for fuck's sakes. @@.yellow;"We have to go,"@@ you shout into your friend's ear once you've gotten close enough. @@.yellow;"The bouncers want to throw you out! They're gonna call the cops, we need to leave before they come and ID us!"@@ It's not guaranteed that the police will come, but hopefully the prospect of seeing law enforcement will convince Justine to leave. @@.justine;"I don't care,"@@ the redhead shrugs you off. @@.justine;"I'm about to kick this cow's ass, so the rest of the farm might as well show up. I'll fight the pigs when they get here."@@ The brunette looks like she's about to have an aneurism. @@.pink;"What did you – "@@ You miss the rest of the sentence as [[you haul Justine toward the club's back door.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine outsanity 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine outsanity 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine outsanity 7">>The cool air feels good after the heat of the club. It certainly helps calm down your pounding heartbeat. Justine takes a deep breath and then surprises you. You'd worried she might be mad at for you pulling her out of there. You'd figured at the very least that she would still be spitting mad. Instead she laughs. @@.justine;"That was great! Fuck that dumb hoe. You missed it, her boyfriend totally came up and grinded on me. Like, sorry hon, not my fault you suck in bed and your man wants a piece of me."@@ Her eyes sparkle with adrenaline. @@.justine;"Let's go, I don't want my buzz to wear off. Where ever is closest, I don't care."@@ She sets off down the sidewalk without even checking to see if you're following. Not seeing any other choice, [[you helplessly trod after her.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine endsanity"]] I hope tonight calms down.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine endsanity ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine endsanity">>Almost two hours later and you're exhausted. You'd thought you were tired before, but that fatigue was nothing when compared to how you feel after your buzz has worn off. You can't tell if your headache is due to dehydration or something else, but all you want to do is swallow some aspirin and crawl into bed. Unfortunately for you taking it easy appears to be the last thing that Justine wants. The two of you have been thrown out of one and a half bars – technically you and Justine escaped the second one before the bouncer could formally make you leave, otherwise it would be two bars – and Justine has picked fights nearly everywhere. She's been combative with bartenders and even random schmucks on the street. <<if $fem gte 1545>><<AddFem 1>>If you were a guy<<else>>If you were in guy clothes<</if>> you'd be concerned about someone hitting you due to her behavior. At least men are reluctant to hit girls in dresses, though more than one person warned you to "get that crazy bitch under control." As if it were that easy. She's not currently being combative, but that's because she's puking in an alley. You're holding her purse while trying to tune out the sounds of her retching. @@.justine;"Don't worry,"@@ Justine had told you right before she began hurling, @@.justine;"I'm gonna clear some space and then we can drink more."@@ Gross. Very, very gross. Her bag vibrates in your hands. Then a second time. And a third. Curious, you open it and pick up her phone. Missed calls from Judith. Whoever that is. @@.yellow;"Hey, someone keeps calling you,"@@ [[you tell her in between gagging noises.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine endsanity 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine endsanity 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine endsanity 2">>@@.justine;"Who is it?"@@ More sounds of puking. You have to pause before you answer as more sounds of vomiting float from the alleyway. The smell reaches you and you wrinkle your nose. @@.yellow;"Uh, Judith?"@@ Breath through the mouth, don't think about what she's doing. If you picture you just know you'll end up puking up too. You wait, but Justine doesn't say anything else. The phone vibrates again, an insistent reminder in your hand. @@.yellow;"Uh, she's calling again. I think she really wants to talk to you."@@ You're curious why Justine is ducking this Judith person. As your friend showed tonight she isn't exactly shy about confrontation. Your friend steps out of the alley, the back of one arm wiping at her mouth @@.justine;"The fuck does she want,"@@ the redhead angrily mutters. Justine takes the phone from you and answers it. @@.justine;"What? So? Okay. Of course I know. I said I know. Shut the fuck up, Jude. No, fuck you! You're not even here! I'll do whatever I want. If it's so important to you why are you there and not here?"@@ She hangs up and tosses the phone into her purse, rage twisting her face into something vicious. @@.yellow;"Um,"@@ you tentatively start. She whirls and glares at you. @@.justine;"What, $name? What whiny thing are you going to say next? Huh?"@@ She takes a step closer to you and you're assaulted by the combined odors of vomit and spilled liquor. Her voice takes on a mocking tone. @@.justine;"Oh, look at me, I'm $name. I'm so much better than Justine because I'm not drunk and my daddy's alive."@@ What? She stares daggers at you. @@.justine;"All I want is one night where I don't have to fucking fight you on everything. Is that too much to ask? Just one damn night where you back me up and we have fun? Or do I have to ditch you and go have fun on my own? Alone? Huh?"@@ A strange sound comes out of her mouth, one you've never heard her make. It takes a second for you to place it. The half-strangled cry comes again and [[your best friend fights back a sob.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine endsanity 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine endsanity 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine endsanity 3">>You're so confused. You don't know what to say. It's impossible to know what will upset her and what won't. You do the only thing you can think of. You fight off the nausea that the scent of puke gives you and you give her a hug. It must have been the right move, because she leans into you instead of pushing you away. @@.justine;"I'm such a bitch, $name. I'm sorry. I didn't mean any of that."@@ She slips out of your embrace and flops down onto the ground. She sits on the curb, her head between her knees as she fights off another sob. @@.yellow;"It's okay,"@@ you sit down next to her and rub her back, trying to keep your voice soothing. @@.yellow;"I'm going to call a Ryde. Let's go back to my place. It's okay, 'Stine. Really."@@ She doesn't look up but her head nods. You pat her hair and try to keep soothing her. @@.yellow;"Tell me what's going on, 'Stine. I'm kinda confused right now."@@ She answers you with a sick groan. [[You hold her hair back in case her stomach decides to empty its contents again.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine endsanity 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine endsanity 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine endsanity 4">>@@.justine;"You're a good friend,"@@ Justine slurs from in between her legs. @@.yellow;"You are too."@@ @@.justine;"Naw, I suck."@@ She hiccups and her back shudders beneath your hand. @@.justine;"I'm mean and a bitch. And mean. I don't deserve a friend like you."@@ Why has she been so negative lately? Justine has never been a "glass half full" sort of person, but you've always associated her with positivity. She makes her own fun, she finds her own ways to be happy. Even when she's in a bad mood she knows exactly what will turn it around and put a smile on her face. She focuses on the next adventure rather than the present plight. It's honestly been one of your favorite things about her. Justine's purse, which is sitting next to her on the curb, begins to shake slightly. @@.yellow;"Um, I think someone is calling you."@@ You hope it isn't Judith calling. That would likely set Justine off again. Without even looking your friend reaches into her bag and pulls out her phone. @@.justine;"Here,"@@ she holds it out toward you. @@.justine;"My head hurts."@@ You take the device and glance at the screen. @@.yellow;"It's Judith again. Who is she?"@@ It's starting to irk you. Doesn't this rando bitch know that she's upsetting your bestie? @@.justine;"…ster,"@@ [[Justine mumbles incoherently from between her legs.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine endsanity 5"]] <<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine endsanity 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine endsanity 5">>@@.yellow;"What?"@@ She groans but tries again. The words are thick but this time you can understand them. @@.justine;"My sister."@@ Oh. Oh. That… only raises more questions. @@.yellow;"Why does she keep calling you? Why weren't you answering?"@@ Why did you curse her out? Growing up you'd always wanted a sibling. A brother or sister to share some of the burden of your parents' expectations. Someone to commiserate with, to understand your emotions. Someone who might care and be interested in you. Adolescence might not have been so lonely then. All you get out of Justine is another groan. The screen changes and shows tha, this is the most recent of a dozen missed calls from Judith. Even Justine's tirade didn't dissuade her sister from trying to reach out again. It's kind of sweet, even if you still don't know why Justine is so mad at her. Your curiosity burning, you swipe to the home screen. Maybe her phone will have answers to your questions. [[A memory comes to mind, unbidden but no less important.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine endsanity 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine endsanity 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine endsanity 6">>Justine looks at you and smiles with forgiveness. @@.justine;"You got what was coming to you,"@@ she laughs. @@.justine;"But don't go through my phone again, 'kay? It's an invasion of my privacy and it just isn't cool. Let's go see the Hung Horses!"@@ You feel a deep pang of guilt as you stare at Justine's phone. It's different this time, right? It's not like you're snooping to be a creep! Granted, you weren't trying to be a creep then either. You only want to help your friend, same as before. This time she even handed it to you, so she basically gave you permission. Right? It's not bad if you want to help her. The road to hell is paved with good intentions, you think. Maybe if you're feeling this much turmoil then it's a sign that you should definitely not go through her shit. As you stare at the screen, too anxious and indecisive to probe any further, a new text message comes in. Your really going to talk to me like that today? Today of all days. Smh. Jules said you didnt even talk to her once today either.Granmma and grandpa said you didn't pick up for them eitherIt's after midnight so its not even today anymore. None of us should be spending today alone, why are you – The rest of the text is cut off unless you open up her app and read through it there. @@.yellow;"Fuck,"@@ you groan. [[Why can't things ever be easy?|W7R][$control.location to "Justine endsanity 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine endsanity 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine endsanity 7">>So Justine has ducked her sister's calls all day long. Along with her grandparents'. And someone named Jules. Why? It sounds like today is a big deal to them. It doesn't seem like it to Justine, though. All the wanted to do was party tonight. A car pulls up a few feet down from where the two of you are sitting, a Ryde decal in its window. Looks like you won't be getting any answers right now. You slip Justine's phone back into her purse and haul her to her feet. @@.yellow;"C'mon, sexy. Let's get you home."@@ You help Justine to the car. She practically falls into the backseat, and when you sit down she instantly curls up with her head on your lap. Her mouth is right next to your penis, and despite yourself you feel your dick stiffening. Fuck, this is like getting a boner in math class. I don't want to be hard right now! At least you aren't standing for the Pledge of Allegiance with a woody. That was a mortifying morning. The driver, a friendly looking young woman, pulls away from the curb. @@.blue;"There's water back there, your friend looks like she could use it."@@ You can see her worried expression in the rearview mirror. @@.blue;"Is she going to throw up? I just had the seats cleaned yesterday."@@ @@.yellow;"No way,"@@ [[you lie|W7R][$control.location to "Justine endsanity 8"]], @@.yellow;"she never throws up. She'll be fine."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine endsanity 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine endsanity 8">>The car hits a pothole, eliciting a groan from Justine. You gently stroke her hair, hoping it will help keep her from vomiting. If she does puke you're going to be fucked; Ryde charges a hefty cleaning fee, and the car was ordered off of your account. Other than the hum of the engine it's quiet in the vehicle, but even so you can only barely hear Justine mumble something. @@.yellow;"What?"@@ You drop your ear down so it's closer to her mouth. @@.justine;"I wanted to have fun and forget,"@@ she murmurs. Her face is screwed up in an expression of misery. You imagine it's a combination of throwing up a bunch and having consumed way too much alcohol. @@.justine;"I'm sorry, daddy."@@ @@.yellow;"Shhh, it's okay."@@ That's the second time she's talked about her dad tonight. Which is weird, because she normally doesn't say a word about him or the rest of her family. In fact, you don't think she's told you anything about them all summer. The only reason you know about her father is because Marty told you about his death all those weeks ago, back during the night of the barn party. She cracks an eye open. @@.justine;"I miss him."@@ @@.yellow;"I know."@@ You hesitate, unsure if she's in any state to answer your next question. Hell, you aren't even sure if you should ask it. @@.yellow;"Why is this all coming up now?"@@ [[As far as you know Justine's dad died years ago.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine endsanity 9"]] That's what Marty said.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine endsanity 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine endsanity 9">>She slurs the next bit. @@.justine;"S'anniversary."@@ @@.yellow;"Huh?"@@ The anniversary? Was that what she said? Okay, the anniversary of what? Maybe her parents' wedding day, or – Oh. Oh. Oh shit. @@.yellow;"This was the day your dad died."@@ It's not a question. You feel like her behavior lately is finally making sense. She nods and then groans in nausea and discomfort. A tear trickles out one eye, maybe because of how drunk she is. Or maybe it's because she's fucking sad. @@.yellow;"I'm so sorry, Justine. I didn't know. I didn't realize."@@ You didn't tell me. She's been so weird and moody all week. Fatalistic, self-destructive. She's been sad. And you've been so caught up in your own shit, your own situation, that you barely noticed. Yeah, you could tell she was acting differently, but you assumed it was because of something you did wrong. You were too preoccupied with being stuck as $name and how to get back to life as Danny that you didn't even see your best friend falling apart in front of you. @@.yellow;"I'm sorry,"@@ [[you whisper to her.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine endsanity 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine endsanity 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine endsanity 10">>You didn't know it was possible to feel this guilty. Whether it's deserved or not, you sag under the weight of the blame you're aiming at yourself. The rest of the car ride passes in relative quiet. Save for the hum of the engine and small groans from Justine there's nothing to listen to other than your own thoughts of self-recrimination. And boy are they out in force. Bad friend. Shit human. Miserable fuck. You should be dead instead of her dad. She wouldn't be sick and drunk if you were a better person. Bad bad bad bad bad bad bad – It's a long car ride. You start to wake Justine up when the cottage comes into sight. Rousing her is no easy task, and getting her into your home even less so. You have to half carry her most of the way. When you get her to the couch she flops down with a moan. @@.justine;"Do you have water?"@@ Her eyes stay shut while one hand presses against her forehead. You fetch a glass from the kitchen and sit down on the end of the couch. Justine sits up long enough to chug the whole thing and then [[she lays down in your lap, using you once again as a pillow.|W7R][$control.location to "Justine endsanity 11"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine endsanity 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine endsanity 11">>Her head effectively pins you to the couch, keeping you stuck there. @@.yellow;"Seriously?"@@ You frown at her. @@.yellow;"And you're already asleep. Of course."@@ A yawn overtakes you. @@.yellow;"Five minutes and you're getting off me."@@ The words are more playful than anything. If she wants to snooze on you then being a pillow is the least you can do. You owe her so much more than that, after all. You wake up to the sun hitting your eyes. You try to blink it away, but no luck. Justine is gone. You aren't sure when she left or how she got away without waking you. You reach for your phone, wondering if she messaged you or anything. Sure enough, there's a two-hour-old text from her. Gonna head home. Sorry 4 lst night. Thanks for taking care of me, the water helped I feel better. Didnt wanna wake u. Talk soon xoxo You once again marvel at her constitution. A glass of water and a few hours sleep was seriously all she needed? If she were a video game character she'd be a tank or something. A slutty tank. A naughty tank. They should make an anime about one of those. You'd watch the shit out of that. Your own head throbs. You get off the couch and head to your bedroom. Maybe you get one more hour of sleep before you need to get up for work. [[You crawl under your covers and pass out again.|W7F]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Confidence building ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Confidence building">><<set $temp.text1 to "">>There's some basic questions that you answer. The usual dumb stuff wanting to know about your favorite color, how you spend your free time, what your favorite subject in class was, and so on. You answer all of those as honestly as you can. You do hit some questions that stand out to you, and you think a little harder about how to [[answer them.|W7R][$control.location to "Confidence building 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Confidence building 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Confidence building 2">><<if ndef _seenintro>><<set _seenintro to true>><<set _choice to 0>>You're in a video rental store. It's the store's final day; the entire model has been declared obsolete. The company is letting loyal customers pick one video to take home for free. The aisles have been picked clean already, but the wall of Staff Favorites hasn't been touched yet. In order to make their choices appealing the staff have written individual notes about their favorites or have posted the description that's usually on the back. Which movie do you want? <</if>><<if _choice eq 1>>@@.sillytestchoice; A family classic where a quartet of puppies adventure through a city full of odd residents. Will Spoon, Spatula, Spider and Clarence get home in time for the holidays? Remastered based on the original version, now includes bonus commentary discussing the casting process.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "A family classic where a quartet of puppies adventure through a city full of odd residents. Will Spoon, Spatula, Spider and Clarence get home in time for the holidays? Remastered based on the original version, now includes bonus commentary discussing the casting process.">><<set _choice to 1>><<replace "#question1">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 2>>@@.sillytestchoice; The reality reunion of the decade! The Pamps are arrogant, brash, loud, shameless… and we love it! There were eight successful seasons where we watched this entertaining family navigate the day to day affairs of being the biggest name in Miami. Now they're back and crazier than ever. Are you ready for Pampered in Miami: Family Reunion? I know I am.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "The reality reunion of the decade! The Pamps are arrogant, brash, loud, shameless… and we love it! There were eight successful seasons where we watched this entertaining family navigate the day to day affairs of being the biggest name in Miami. Now they're back and crazier than ever. Are you ready for Pampered in Miami: Family Reunion? I know I am.">><<set _choice to 2>><<replace "#question1">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 3>>@@.sillytestchoice; For Bridgette, a poor orphan with no friends or family, life is a little tough. But things look promising when a mysterious man in a limo tells her that she's the missing princess of the royal family of Canada. Bridgette is excited for a new lease on life and accepts a ride to the foreboding Maple Manor. What she finds there isn't a tiara, however. It's DEATH! Check out this psychological thriller and bloody slasher flick now!@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "For Bridgette, a poor orphan with no friends or family, life is a little tough. But things look promising when a mysterious man in a limo tells her that she's the missing princess of the royal family of Canada. Bridgette is excited for a new lease on life and accepts a ride to the foreboding Maple Manor. What she finds there isn't a tiara, however. It's DEATH! Check out this psychological thriller and bloody slasher flick now!">><<set _choice to 3>><<replace "#question1">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 4>>@@.sillytestchoice; The emotional biography of Peggy Greensleet, the first female pimp in all of Texas. In an era where workingwomen were looked down upon, one strong lady stood up for her hoes. From the award-winning composer of The Minty Gum tune.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "The emotional biography of Peggy Greensleet, the first female pimp in all of Texas. In an era where workingwomen were looked down upon, one strong lady stood up for her hoes. From the award-winning composer of The Minty Gum tune.">><<set _choice to 4>><<replace "#question1">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 5>>@@.sillytestchoice; The Baxterville Penguins haven't won a hockey game in over four years. But things look different with this year's transfer student, the enigmatic Will Mobes. He's the best skater that town has ever seen and with his strange leadership style the Penguins might just get their first championship. Victory doesn't come without a price, though. What secrets did Will bring to Baxterville with him? And what are those strange pills that he keeps giving his teammates? To quote Coach Morgan: "It's time to find out the cost of winning."@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "The Baxterville Penguins haven't won a hockey game in over four years. But things look different with this year's transfer student, the enigmatic Will Mobes. He's the best skater that town has ever seen and with his strange leadership style the Penguins might just get their first championship. Victory doesn't come without a price, though. What secrets did Will bring to Baxterville with him? And what are those strange pills that he keeps giving his teammates? To quote Coach Morgan: "It's time to find out the cost of winning."">><<set _choice to 5>><<replace "#question1">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 6>>@@.sillytestchoice; None of these. Go home and stream something you actually want to see.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "None of these. Go home and stream something you actually want to see.">><<set _choice to 6>><<replace "#question1">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice>> <<link "Next question.">><<silently>><<switch _choice>> <<case 1>><<set $temp.text1 += "b">> <<case 2>><<set $temp.text1 += "c">> <<case 3>><<set $temp.text1 += "f">> <<case 4>><<set $temp.text1 += "d">> <<case 5>><<set $temp.text1 += "e">> <<case 6>><<set $temp.text1 += "a">> <</switch>><</silently>><<set $control.location to "Confidence building 3">><<goto "W7R">><</link>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Confidence building 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Confidence building 3">><<if ndef _seenintro>><<set _seenintro to true>><<set _choice to 0>>Which shape or symbol best represents your soul? <</if>><<if _choice eq 1>>@@.sillytestchoice; Heart@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link " Heart ">><<set _choice to 1>><<replace "#question2">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 2>>@@.sillytestchoice; Star@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link " Star ">><<set _choice to 2>><<replace "#question2">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 3>>@@.sillytestchoice; Smiley-Face@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link " Smiley-Face ">><<set _choice to 3>><<replace "#question2">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 4>>@@.sillytestchoice; Rectangle@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link " Rectangle ">><<set _choice to 4>><<replace "#question2">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 5>>@@.sillytestchoice; Squiggle@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link " Squiggle ">><<set _choice to 5>><<replace "#question2">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 6>>@@.sillytestchoice; X@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link " X ">><<set _choice to 6>><<replace "#question2">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice>> <<link "Next question.">><<silently>><<switch _choice>> <<case 1>><<set $temp.text1 += "d">> <<case 2>><<set $temp.text1 += "c">> <<case 3>><<set $temp.text1 += "b">> <<case 4>><<set $temp.text1 += "a">> <<case 5>><<set $temp.text1 += "f">> <<case 6>><<set $temp.text1 += "e">> <</switch>><</silently>><<set $control.location to "Confidence building 4">><<goto "W7R">><</link>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Confidence building 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Confidence building 4">><<if ndef _seenintro>><<set _seenintro to true>><<set _choice to 0>>What are your thoughts on matching bras with underwear? <</if>><<if _choice eq 1>>@@.sillytestchoice; You don't wear underwear.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "You don't wear underwear.">><<set _choice to 1>><<replace "#question3">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 2>>@@.sillytestchoice; It's something you do for special occasions.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "It's something you do for special occasions.">><<set _choice to 2>><<replace "#question3">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 3>>@@.sillytestchoice; Do it to get the right mood going.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "Do it to get the right mood going.">><<set _choice to 3>><<replace "#question3">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 4>>@@.sillytestchoice; If the underwear happens to match on its own then you'll wear it that way, but you won't put effort it making it happen.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "If the underwear happens to match on its own then you'll wear it that way, but you won't put effort it making it happen.">><<set _choice to 4>><<replace "#question3">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 5>>@@.sillytestchoice; Other girls might follow that rule. You don't.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "Other girls might follow that rule. You don't.">><<set _choice to 5>><<replace "#question3">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 6>>@@.sillytestchoice; You always match!@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "You always match!">><<set _choice to 6>><<replace "#question3">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice>> <<link "Next question.">><<silently>><<switch _choice>> <<case 1>><<set $temp.text1 += "f">> <<case 2>><<set $temp.text1 += "e">> <<case 3>><<set $temp.text1 += "d">> <<case 4>><<set $temp.text1 += "a">> <<case 5>><<set $temp.text1 += "c">> <<case 6>><<set $temp.text1 += "b">> <</switch>><</silently>><<set $control.location to "Confidence building 5">><<goto "W7R">><</link>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Confidence building 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Confidence building 5">><<if ndef _seenintro>><<set _seenintro to true>><<set _choice to 0>>You get one of these. Pick one. ONE! <</if>><<if _choice eq 1>>@@.sillytestchoice; A sack of Halloween Candy@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "A sack of Halloween Candy">><<set _choice to 1>><<replace "#question4">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 2>>@@.sillytestchoice; A single Christmas Present@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "A single Christmas Present">><<set _choice to 2>><<replace "#question4">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 3>>@@.sillytestchoice; An impressive Thanksgiving Feast@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "An impressive Thanksgiving Feast">><<set _choice to 3>><<replace "#question4">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 4>>@@.sillytestchoice; An important Valentine's Card@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "An important Valentine's Card">><<set _choice to 4>><<replace "#question4">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 5>>@@.sillytestchoice; One St. Patrick's Day Green Beer@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "One St. Patrick's Day Green Beer">><<set _choice to 5>><<replace "#question4">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 6>>@@.sillytestchoice; An explosive Independence Day firework@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "An explosive Independence Day firework">><<set _choice to 6>><<replace "#question4">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice>> <<link "Next question.">><<silently>><<switch _choice>> <<case 1>><<set $temp.text1 += "e">> <<case 2>><<set $temp.text1 += "c">> <<case 3>><<set $temp.text1 += "a">> <<case 4>><<set $temp.text1 += "b">> <<case 5>><<set $temp.text1 += "d">> <<case 6>><<set $temp.text1 += "f">> <</switch>><</silently>><<set $control.location to "Confidence building 6">><<goto "W7R">><</link>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Confidence building 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Confidence building 6">><<if ndef _seenintro>><<set _seenintro to true>><<set _choice to 0>>You are about to start a new job! Your first day is on Monday and you can't stop thinking about it. It's Sunday now. How will you spend the day before you begin work? <</if>><<if _choice eq 1>>@@.sillytestchoice; You are determined to make a good first impression. Prepare for the job. Do more research, select my clothes for tomorrow, check the route I'll be using for the commute, make a decision about packing lunch versus going somewhere nearby. Anything that helps@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "You are determined to make a good first impression. Prepare for the job. Do more research, select my clothes for tomorrow, check the route I'll be using for the commute, make a decision about packing lunch versus going somewhere nearby. Anything that helps">><<set _choice to 1>><<replace "#question5">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 2>>@@.sillytestchoice; You're not prone to stress. Things will be fine. Go about your business per usual, it won't be too long before you forget your anxiety. You'll do fine on Monday, it's all good.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "You're not prone to stress. Things will be fine. Go about your business per usual, it won't be too long before you forget your anxiety. You'll do fine on Monday, it's all good.">><<set _choice to 2>><<replace "#question5">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 3>>@@.sillytestchoice; Money tomorrow is basically like money today. The casino, a new car, tickets to an expensive concert. It doesn't matter, you can afford it!@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "Money tomorrow is basically like money today. The casino, a new car, tickets to an expensive concert. It doesn't matter, you can afford it!">><<set _choice to 3>><<replace "#question5">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 4>>@@.sillytestchoice; Hang with your people. The ones you love having in your life. There's no better way to spend your time.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "Hang with your people. The ones you love having in your life. There's no better way to spend your time.">><<set _choice to 4>><<replace "#question5">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 5>>@@.sillytestchoice; Be productive, be positive. If you take an optimistic approach to your day today then tomorrow can only be even betterr@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "Be productive, be positive. If you take an optimistic approach to your day today then tomorrow can only be even betterr">><<set _choice to 5>><<replace "#question5">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 6>>@@.sillytestchoice; Treat Yourself! Go to a spa, get your hair styled, go shopping, tryout that new cute bakery down the block. Whatever will make you happy, girl!@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "Treat Yourself! Go to a spa, get your hair styled, go shopping, tryout that new cute bakery down the block. Whatever will make you happy, girl!">><<set _choice to 6>><<replace "#question5">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice>> <<link "Next question.">><<silently>><<switch _choice>> <<case 1>><<set $temp.text1 += "e">> <<case 2>><<set $temp.text1 += "a">> <<case 3>><<set $temp.text1 += "f">> <<case 4>><<set $temp.text1 += "d">> <<case 5>><<set $temp.text1 += "b">> <<case 6>><<set $temp.text1 += "c">> <</switch>><</silently>><<set $control.location to "Confidence building 7">><<goto "W7R">><</link>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Confidence building 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Confidence building 7">><<if ndef _seenintro>><<set _seenintro to true>><<set _choice to 0>>The zombie apocalypse began weeks ago. Today you woke up to undead right outside. Your location is clearly compromised and it's no longer safe to stay where you are. You escape, barely. After traveling for an entire day you still haven't found anywhere that looks suitable. Tired and weary in the morning, you nonetheless try again. What are you most looking for? <</if>><<if _choice eq 1>>@@.sillytestchoice; The first thing you see is what you'll take.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "The first thing you see is what you'll take.">><<set _choice to 1>><<replace "#question6">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 2>>@@.sillytestchoice; Somewhere with a solid escape route for when things definitely go bad, because they always go bad.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "Somewhere with a solid escape route for when things definitely go bad, because they always go bad.">><<set _choice to 2>><<replace "#question6">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 3>>@@.sillytestchoice; It's not any one thing, specifically. You'll know the right place when you find it.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "It's not any one thing, specifically. You'll know the right place when you find it.">><<set _choice to 3>><<replace "#question6">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 4>>@@.sillytestchoice; Resources. If you can't find the basics to get by then you'll die regardless of how great the shelter is.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "Resources. If you can't find the basics to get by then you'll die regardless of how great the shelter is.">><<set _choice to 4>><<replace "#question6">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 5>>@@.sillytestchoice; People. Safety is in numbers. You'll need others to survive.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "People. Safety is in numbers. You'll need others to survive.">><<set _choice to 5>><<replace "#question6">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 6>>@@.sillytestchoice; It's not about what's there, it's about what isn't. The bigger concern is deal breakers. Right now you're identifying every flaw possible. You know what you can live with, the issue is what you can't live without.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "It's not about what's there, it's about what isn't. The bigger concern is deal breakers. Right now you're identifying every flaw possible. You know what you can live with, the issue is what you can't live without.">><<set _choice to 6>><<replace "#question6">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice>> <<link "Next question.">><<silently>><<switch _choice>> <<case 1>><<set $temp.text1 += "a">> <<case 2>><<set $temp.text1 += "b">> <<case 3>><<set $temp.text1 += "f">> <<case 4>><<set $temp.text1 += "e">> <<case 5>><<set $temp.text1 += "d">> <<case 6>><<set $temp.text1 += "c">> <</switch>><</silently>><<set $control.location to "Confidence building 8">><<goto "W7R">><</link>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Confidence building 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Confidence building 8">><<if ndef _seenintro>><<set _seenintro to true>><<set _choice to 0>>Pick one word for a trait you want your ideal partner to have. <</if>><<if _choice eq 1>>@@.sillytestchoice; Affectionate@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link " Affectionate ">><<set _choice to 1>><<replace "#question7">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 2>>@@.sillytestchoice; Compatible@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link " Compatible ">><<set _choice to 2>><<replace "#question7">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 3>>@@.sillytestchoice; Confident@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link " Confident ">><<set _choice to 3>><<replace "#question7">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 4>>@@.sillytestchoice; Self-sufficient@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link " Self-sufficient ">><<set _choice to 4>><<replace "#question7">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 5>>@@.sillytestchoice; Spontaneous@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link " Spontaneous ">><<set _choice to 5>><<replace "#question7">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 6>>@@.sillytestchoice; Attractive@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link " Attractive ">><<set _choice to 6>><<replace "#question7">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice>> <<link "Next question.">><<silently>><<switch _choice>> <<case 1>><<set $temp.text1 += "b">> <<case 2>><<set $temp.text1 += "a">> <<case 3>><<set $temp.text1 += "e">> <<case 4>><<set $temp.text1 += "c">> <<case 5>><<set $temp.text1 += "f">> <<case 6>><<set $temp.text1 += "d">> <</switch>><</silently>><<set $control.location to "Confidence building 9">><<goto "W7R">><</link>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Confidence building 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Confidence building 9">><<if ndef _seenintro>><<set _seenintro to true>><<set _choice to 0>>If you had to judge a person about one thing in their life, what would it be? <</if>><<if _choice eq 1>>@@.sillytestchoice; How they treat their mother.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "How they treat their mother.">><<set _choice to 1>><<replace "#question8">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 2>>@@.sillytestchoice; Their social contracts – their friends, their acquaintances. You judge them by the company they keep.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "Their social contracts – their friends, their acquaintances. You judge them by the company they keep.">><<set _choice to 2>><<replace "#question8">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 3>>@@.sillytestchoice; How they handle things that don't go their way.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "How they handle things that don't go their way.">><<set _choice to 3>><<replace "#question8">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 4>>@@.sillytestchoice; You judge them by their job.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "You judge them by their job.">><<set _choice to 4>><<replace "#question8">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 5>>@@.sillytestchoice; By there financial situation. Are they in debt? What's their income? Do they have a savings?@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "By there financial situation. Are they in debt? What's their income? Do they have a savings?">><<set _choice to 5>><<replace "#question8">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 6>>@@.sillytestchoice; By their character.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "By their character.">><<set _choice to 6>><<replace "#question8">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice>> <<link "Next question.">><<silently>><<switch _choice>> <<case 1>><<set $temp.text1 += "b">> <<case 2>><<set $temp.text1 += "d">> <<case 3>><<set $temp.text1 += "f">> <<case 4>><<set $temp.text1 += "e">> <<case 5>><<set $temp.text1 += "c">> <<case 6>><<set $temp.text1 += "a">> <</switch>><</silently>><<set $control.location to "Confidence building 10">><<goto "W7R">><</link>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Confidence building 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Confidence building 10">><<if ndef _seenintro>><<set _seenintro to true>><<set _choice to 0>>When picking a gift for someone else, you: <</if>><<if _choice eq 1>>@@.sillytestchoice; Try to think about what they like or are interested in. Something they want over something they need.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "Try to think about what they like or are interested in. Something they want over something they need.">><<set _choice to 1>><<replace "#question9">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 2>>@@.sillytestchoice; Try to think about their circumstances and life situation. Something practical, something they need over what they want.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "Try to think about their circumstances and life situation. Something practical, something they need over what they want.">><<set _choice to 2>><<replace "#question9">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 3>>@@.sillytestchoice; Go to the front page of an online retailer. There's always stuff on sale or interesting suggestions that you wouldn't have thought of on your own.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "Go to the front page of an online retailer. There's always stuff on sale or interesting suggestions that you wouldn't have thought of on your own.">><<set _choice to 3>><<replace "#question9">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 4>>@@.sillytestchoice; Look for something crazy or whacky that'll get a laugh.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "Look for something crazy or whacky that'll get a laugh.">><<set _choice to 4>><<replace "#question9">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 5>>@@.sillytestchoice; Something that will show to them that you put a lot into it. Effort, money, whatever. It'll mean more if they can tell that you went to great lengths to get it.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "Something that will show to them that you put a lot into it. Effort, money, whatever. It'll mean more if they can tell that you went to great lengths to get it.">><<set _choice to 5>><<replace "#question9">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 6>>@@.sillytestchoice; Something they couldn't get on their own. Maybe because it's out of their price range or from a location they don't have access to.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "Something they couldn't get on their own. Maybe because it's out of their price range or from a location they don't have access to.">><<set _choice to 6>><<replace "#question9">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice>> <<link "Next question.">><<silently>><<switch _choice>> <<case 1>><<set $temp.text1 += "c">> <<case 2>><<set $temp.text1 += "b">> <<case 3>><<set $temp.text1 += "a">> <<case 4>><<set $temp.text1 += "f">> <<case 5>><<set $temp.text1 += "d">> <<case 6>><<set $temp.text1 += "e">> <</switch>><</silently>><<set $control.location to "Confidence building 11">><<goto "W7R">><</link>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Confidence building 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Confidence building 11">><<if ndef _seenintro>><<set _seenintro to true>><<set _choice to 0>>Pick one of the following. One! <</if>><<if _choice eq 1>>@@.sillytestchoice; You have every material thing you could ever want and can afford any new thing that comes up. Along with this nobody has any interest in spending time with you in any form, whether it be online, in person or through some other style of interaction.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "You have every material thing you could ever want and can afford any new thing that comes up. Along with this nobody has any interest in spending time with you in any form, whether it be online, in person or through some other style of interaction.">><<set _choice to 1>><<replace "#question10">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 2>>@@.sillytestchoice; Every day of your life something unexpected and thrilling will happen. You will always have a great adventure on the horizon, but the lack of stability means that any time you begin to feel comfortable or rested something will disrupt it.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "Every day of your life something unexpected and thrilling will happen. You will always have a great adventure on the horizon, but the lack of stability means that any time you begin to feel comfortable or rested something will disrupt it.">><<set _choice to 2>><<replace "#question10">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 3>>@@.sillytestchoice; The achievement of your life goal but you can never work again or make progress in any area of note. You've peaked and will instantly decline, never doing anything ever from this moment on. You will have no more strengths in any area that gets recognition, but your accomplishment of your goal will live on forever.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "The achievement of your life goal but you can never work again or make progress in any area of note. You've peaked and will instantly decline, never doing anything ever from this moment on. You will have no more strengths in any area that gets recognition, but your accomplishment of your goal will live on forever.">><<set _choice to 3>><<replace "#question10">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 4>>@@.sillytestchoice; You have the perfect body of your desires. When you meet your soulmate they will find you physically unattractive.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "You have the perfect body of your desires. When you meet your soulmate they will find you physically unattractive.">><<set _choice to 4>><<replace "#question10">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 5>>@@.sillytestchoice; You have the ultimate life partner to face anything with. However, you will never be comfortable enough to do anything exciting due to lack of funds. Any fun you have will have to be dirt cheap.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "You have the ultimate life partner to face anything with. However, you will never be comfortable enough to do anything exciting due to lack of funds. Any fun you have will have to be dirt cheap.">><<set _choice to 5>><<replace "#question10">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 6>>@@.sillytestchoice; None of these.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "None of these.">><<set _choice to 6>><<replace "#question10">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice>> <<link "Next question.">><<silently>><<switch _choice>> <<case 1>><<set $temp.text1 += "c">> <<case 2>><<set $temp.text1 += "f">> <<case 3>><<set $temp.text1 += "e">> <<case 4>><<set $temp.text1 += "d">> <<case 5>><<set $temp.text1 += "b">> <<case 6>><<set $temp.text1 += "a">> <</switch>><</silently>><<set $control.location to "Confidence building 12">><<goto "W7R">><</link>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Confidence building 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Confidence building 12">><<if ndef _seenintro>><<set _seenintro to true>><<set _choice to 0>>You're a participant in a contest-style reality show. Half the season has elapsed with one person being voted off each week. There are six of you left, which means that you need to vote to get rid of one of the other five. The big problem is that sometimes the vote results are revealed, and if that person sticks around they might find out that you tried to get rid of them. Who do you pick? <</if>><<if _choice eq 1>>@@.sillytestchoice; Kim is vindictive; in Week 3 the vote results were displayed and Kim saw that someone had voted for her. She went on a spiteful campaign that aimed at getting that person kicked out next. She succeeded, too. If you vote for her and she somehow both stays and finds out about it she will definitely come for you next.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "Kim is vindictive; in Week 3 the vote results were displayed and Kim saw that someone had voted for her. She went on a spiteful campaign that aimed at getting that person kicked out next. She succeeded, too. If you vote for her and she somehow both stays and finds out about it she will definitely come for you next.">><<set _choice to 1>><<replace "#question11">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 2>>@@.sillytestchoice; Ace is obnoxious and a showboat. He's always talking about how this experience will be the kickoff for his amazing acting career. You can't stand how annoying he is, and it would be good to put him in place. If he finds out you'll definitely never get any favors from him should become a famous celebrity after all.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "Ace is obnoxious and a showboat. He's always talking about how this experience will be the kickoff for his amazing acting career. You can't stand how annoying he is, and it would be good to put him in place. If he finds out you'll definitely never get any favors from him should become a famous celebrity after all.">><<set _choice to 2>><<replace "#question11">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 3>>@@.sillytestchoice; Alex is a lot like you in many ways. You two have similar interests and personalities, and even look like you're related. Sometimes you hear other people joking that since there's two of you it means one of you is expendable. It's obvious that Alex is too much competition for you and needs to go.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "Alex is a lot like you in many ways. You two have similar interests and personalities, and even look like you're related. Sometimes you hear other people joking that since there's two of you it means one of you is expendable. It's obvious that Alex is too much competition for you and needs to go.">><<set _choice to 3>><<replace "#question11">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 4>>@@.sillytestchoice; Helen is a mess. She's hungover every day and flakes out of most of the activities. Everyone has kept her around so far because she's an easy target down the road for when the competition gets closer. Voting for her would make the rest of your time on the show more desirable, but you'd be choosing short-term gratification over long-term gain.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "Helen is a mess. She's hungover every day and flakes out of most of the activities. Everyone has kept her around so far because she's an easy target down the road for when the competition gets closer. Voting for her would make the rest of your time on the show more desirable, but you'd be choosing short-term gratification over long-term gain.">><<set _choice to 4>><<replace "#question11">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 5>>@@.sillytestchoice; Deandre is nice to everyone. You don't think you've ever seen him say a mean thing, and he's been a bit like the group therapist so far. If you vote for him and he finds out he won't care much and it won't affect how he treats you. You'd just feel like a jerk doing it, but it's a smart move.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "Deandre is nice to everyone. You don't think you've ever seen him say a mean thing, and he's been a bit like the group therapist so far. If you vote for him and he finds out he won't care much and it won't affect how he treats you. You'd just feel like a jerk doing it, but it's a smart move.">><<set _choice to 5>><<replace "#question11">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice eq 6>>@@.sillytestchoice; Yourself. Fuck reality gameshows, you don't need this shit.@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.sillytestbutton; <<link "Yourself. Fuck reality gameshows, you don't need this shit.">><<set _choice to 6>><<replace "#question11">><<include "W7R">><</replace>><</link>>@@<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if _choice>> <<link "Next question.">><<silently>><<switch _choice>> <<case 1>><<set $temp.text1 += "abcdf">> <<case 2>><<set $temp.text1 += "abdef">> <<case 3>><<set $temp.text1 += "abcef">> <<case 4>><<set $temp.text1 += "abcde">> <<case 5>><<set $temp.text1 += "acdef">> <<case 6>><<set $temp.text1 += "bcdef">> <</switch>><</silently>><<set $control.location to "Confidence building 13">><<goto "W7R">><</link>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Confidence building 13 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Confidence building 13">><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<set _i to 0>> <<set _counta to 0>> <<set _countb to 0>> <<set _countc to 0>> <<set _countd to 0>> <<set _counte to 0>> <<set _countf to 0>> <<for def $temp.text1[_i]>> <<switch $temp.text1[_i]>> <<case "a">> <<set _counta += 1>> <<case "b">> <<set _countb += 1>> <<case "c">> <<set _countc += 1>> <<case "d">> <<set _countd += 1>> <<case "e">> <<set _counte += 1>> <<case "f">> <<set _countf += 1>> <</switch>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <<set _highscore to _counta>> <<set _highcat to "a">> <<if _countb gt _highscore>> <<set _highscore to _countb>> <<set _highcat to "b">> <</if>> <<if _countc gt _highscore>> <<set _highscore to _countc>> <<set _highcat to "c">> <</if>> <<if _countd gt _highscore>> <<set _highscore to _countd>> <<set _highcat to "d">> <</if>> <<if _counte gt _highscore>> <<set _highscore to _counte>> <<set _highcat to "e">> <</if>> <<if _countf gt _highscore>> <<set _highscore to _countf>> <<set _highcat to "f">> <</if>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>> <<if _highcat eq "a">><<if $fem gte 1020>>You are a chameleon! You know how some girls date new guys and absorb their characteristics until the relationship ends? That's you! You'll date a cowboy and start listening to country and wearing flannel. After the breakup you'll get with an athlete and you'll be wearing yoga pants everywhere as you go to every sports' competition in town. Next up is a lawyer, and what do you know? You're wearing expensive clothes and only eating at classy restaurants. Strong women know who they are and are true to themselves. Until you get in touch with inner empowered female you're always going to be lost, looking for others to define your identity. You are a blank canvas. Well, that's kind of rude. You aren't really a blank canvas, are you? I guess I could try to be more assertive. The thing is, you know what you like. That's never been a problem. The issue is nobody will freaking listen to you about it.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 3>>You're like a doll! You let people dress you and you passively wait for others to take control of situations. Someone else has determined your living environment, your relationships, even your clothes! Your behavior sets back the female gender. Girls like you perpetuate the misogynistic stereotype that women need a strong man to take care of them. Your behavior encourage those sort of beliefs. People like you always do what they're told except when it comes to growing a spine. You're like a doll! Wow, that was really harsh. And hurtful. I'm not really setting back the female gender, am I? It's not your fault that you're wearing these clothes or anything! It does make you wonder, though. While trying to keep your secret you've definitely done things that you wouldn't do as a guy. Could you have some misogynistic tendencies yourself? It's something to think about.<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<elseif _highcat eq "b">><<if $fem gte 1020>><<AddFem 3>>You're a groupie! You're a clique's background girl. You're the one who sleeps with the bassist when your friends are getting with the singer and the drummer. If life were a movie you would be the most likely to not appear in the sequel because fans couldn't remember your name. You might not like being so forgettable, but at least you're there when things happen. It could be worse, right? You're a groupie! Wow. This quiz basically called you boring. And basic! What the eff? How on earth is thing even popular? Does everyone get mean results, or is it just you? You wonder if it's true. You're not really someone who just lingers in the background, doing what the group wants. Are you? Sure, you were that way in school, but that was by necessity. It wasn't a choice! That matters, right?<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 4>>You're like a sister! Girls like you are the best. You empower your friends and you never rock the boat. You're the glue that binds women together, the one who makes sisterhood a spectrum instead of a club. You put the wants of others ahead of yourself, even if it means you personally lose out. You're an awesome girl, and womankind doesn't deserve you. You're the sister every girl wishes she had! That's actually kind of flattering, if a bit weird. You're not sure you like everything it said, but you do think you're a very go-with-the-flow person. Maybe there's something to this test after all.<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<elseif _highcat eq "c">><<if $fem gte 1020>><<AddFem 5>>You're a trophy wife. Okay, maybe you're not actually married, but it's clear your end goal in life is being doted on by someone else. Status, respect and wealth are all important to you. They take priority over things like relationships and empathy. Sometimes this can be a good thing because you know exactly what you want and you don't waste energy on the things that don't matter to you. But it also means you're more likely to be materialistic and self-absorbed. You're a trophy wife. That's just ridiculous. @@.yellow;"People are actually believing this crap?"@@ There's no way this quiz is accurate. Is it? Could you actually want someone else to work hard while you relaxed all day having whatever you wanted? I guess that could be a little fun. You grew up wealthy but your parents were still willing to deny you possessions based sometimes on their whims. Being royalty or married to someone earning a lot would mean you could have all the special edition video games that you wanted. You could travel and see every country. You could have the body that you want. <<if $route.val>>Being Val's pretty little wife, waiting for her at home. Reading books together.<<elseif $route.jake>>You and Jake could roadtrip to anywhere you wanted. Live in every country, touching everywhere and settling nowhere. Like a honeymoon that never ends.<<elseif $route.arthur>>Arthur would get promoted and buy a house. You'd stay at home and bake pies. Dinner would be ready and on the table. While he works you get to do anything you want during the day.<<elseif $route.kurt>>You would look great on Kurt's arm, visiting every fancy ball and classy dinner. He'd inevitably get a high-status job through his parents' connections. Kurt would pay for anything you request of him, no questions asked. Your life would be full of wanting for nothing. <</if>>@@.yellow;"I guess I could live with that."@@ Huh.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 7>>You're a princess! You're spoiled and a tad bit self-centered. Your mental energy is spent on yourself, your needs, your wants. You like being pampered and doted on. For you the ideal is being showered with gifts and receiving endless declarations of affection. Okay, maybe that's a little extreme. But you do have certain expectations. You can be a bit prudish, right? You want someone who's going to treat you like a princess. You want to feel like one. Your partner will need to fill that role, but if they do you'll be the happiest of campers. You're a princess! That is ridiculous. Like Princess $name is actually something you want to happen.<<if $route.kurt>> Though if Kurt and you really did end up together you bet he'd treat you like one.<</if>> You shake your head and roll your eyes at the results. Ridiculous. Just ridiculous.<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<elseif _highcat eq "d">><<if $fem gte 1020>><<AddFem 4>>You're a hedonistic girl. Whatever your drug of choice is, you take it to excess. Sex? Booze? Shopping? Love? Partying? If it makes you happy then you'll pursue it relentlessly. You can be way too focused on these delights. You might be a drunk, or a flirt, or a user. But you're also a huntress. Go chase down someone sexy and get laid, girl. Boys do it, so why shouldn't you? You're a sexpot! What? That can't be right. You don't have an addictive personality, do you? Well, Call of Deity is pretty amazing. But that hardly counts. Or does it? Now this is going to stress you out. Great. Way to go, stupid internet.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 5>>You're boy crazy! You're a serial dude-hopper. Your friends remark to each other that every time they see you there's a different beau (or gal!) on your arm. You don't learn from relationship conflict because you ditch the dude as soon as things go south. According to you every new man is "definitely the one" even though he'll be replaced by Tuesday. Are you addicted to love? Or the passion of a new romance? Do you think that the honeymoon phase should go on forever? You need to wake up, girl. Get your head out of the clouds and your mouth away from that zipper. It's time to think about what you really want. You're a serial dater! What the hell? That's not right at all! Yeah, since you got to Hope's Points there's a been a few dudes who have come onto you, and some miscommunications regarding dating and things, but that doesn't make you "a serial dude dater" or whatever. Does it? Are you? Am I?<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<elseif _highcat eq "e">><<if $fem gte 1020>><<AddFem 4>>You're a career-driven woman! You've got goals and you know what you want. You're also relentless in going after what you want. That's the good part of things. The bad is that you can be ruthless and hurt others while working toward your goals. It's one thing to go after a dream, but try not to lose too much in the process. Everything has a cost. You're a ruthless shark! Your initial reaction is to scoff. Yeah right, how could you be considered ruthless? But reflecting on it you do have to admit that for the last six weeks you've gone to great lengths in trying to accomplish certain things. It's been a necessity, though. Right? Hmm. Maybe there's something to this thing.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 3>>You're a strong-willed, independent woman. You'll put in the work to get what you want, but you also know when to give up and admit that something isn't happening. Because of your sensible perspective and your tenacious spirit people can be puzzled about which you they're going to see. The important thing is that you know what you want. You're awesome! It's stupid and generic, like a horoscope. Although… you suppose one could argue that you're those things. You have worked hard to keep your secret, though you did start out with having clear lines that you wouldn't cross. And do you know what you want? <<if $route.val>>You know you want Val. Everything else?<<elseif $route.arthur>>Sometimes it seems like you want Arthur. But do you?<<elseif $route.jake>>Jake things you want him. When you're with him you feel you want him. But do you actually?<<elseif $route.kurt>>It's definitely not this Kurt and Lisa drama. A part of you wonders if you would like him more if his mom wasn't so involved. Would it still be awkward?<</if>> You aren't so sure.<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<elseif _highcat eq "f">><<if $fem gte 1020>>You're a wild child! Maybe you're the life of the party or maybe you're the unpredictable one. Either way, chaos pulls your strings, girl. Nobody knows what you're going to do next. Coworkers or distant relatives will think they know you, but you're full of surprises. They'll see you out on the town in that slinky black dress or they'll hear from a cousin about how much blow you did at the last party. Are you this way because you fear commitment? Or because you love fun? Do you find enjoyment in whimsy, or do you flee routine? You're an enigma, you crazy manic pixie-girl. Some guys (and girls!) like that. You're a manic pixie-girl! That's dumb. You're not a single guy's idea of a romantic partner, and that's basically what that trope is, right? <<if $route.dante>><<AddFem 4>>Although, Dante probably sees you that way. "Zomg, a girl who likes video games!" Maybe the quiz has a point. Huh.<<else>><<AddFem 3>>Although, some of the dudes in town who have hit on you have definitely seen you that way. They think you're down-to-earth and thus a unicorn. In reality you're a boy trapped in panties who just wants to his life. Hmm.<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 4>>You're unpredictable and flighty. You have a hard time forming relationships because you keep others at arms' length. Why won't you be honest and vulnerable with someone? Poor little flower, you've been hurt before and it's made you jaded. You think if you keep others guessing then they'll never be able to stop you and pin you down. But if you burn every bridge then you'll always have smoke behind you. It's time to form a real connection. Stop using your nature as an excuse and start living a meaningful live. You're someone who runs from her problems! Okay, no. That doesn't describe you at all! People would say you're reliable, not flighty! Okay, yes it's true that you've kept a distance from others in order to not expose your secret. But you had a good reason to do that! And obviously that means you haven't been honest with anyone. But how could you? You're really a boy, it's not like you can tell them – Holy shit. I'm using my nature as an excuse to not have meaningful connections. Now you feel dazed. How…? What was this quiz? You don't know what to think.<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><</if>> <<WearPajama>>Still mulling over the quiz, you go through your nighttime routine. After you get ready for bed [[you go to sleep.|W7F]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Movie ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Movie">><<routes>><<job "store">>You find something that recently came out. "Five Destiny Fingers is the masterpiece martial art drama of the year! When Young Dragon learns that his brother, the Strong Finger of Destiny, is missing he knows he needs to spring to the rescue! Together with his friend Heat Speedo and the wily cat Wei Po they will go on an adventure to fix fate!" [[Perfect.|W7R][$control.location to "Movie 2"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<job "res">>You put on Steamy Storm. It's a comedy, technically, about a bunch of actors who think they're shooting a war movie in the jungle but they're actually in the middle of a combat zone. Manly movies are the best. Nothing is more masculine than watching sweaty dudes in the forest yell at each other. You can practically feel your chest hair growing. The eWardrobe will likely take care of that later. Okay, so maybe watching a movie doesn't make you a tough guy, but you feel like your old self again while you do it, and that's becoming a rarity these days.<<WearPajama>> When the movie ends you put on pajamas and then [[head to bed.|W7F]]<</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Movie 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Movie 2">>It's not the best movie ever, but you enjoy it nonetheless. The fighting is more string-fu than anything else, with the emphasis being on the characters flying through the air and leaping impossible abounds rather than showing acting physical fighting. You keep an eye on your phone all throughout the movie, but there's still no word from Justine. How disappointing. You try not to let it get you down, but you can't deny that it's really starting to bother you. When the movie ends you put on some random shows and watch those until bed time. With a final sigh you [[go to sleep.|W7R][$control.location to "Dysfunction"]] <<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn">>You boot up Nutflex and see a new video on the featured portion of the site's front page. That could be a solid choice. Or you could look for something more tailored to your tastes. Under the "recommended viewing" section you see one that catches your eye, something with girl-on-girl stuff. [[Watch the featured video.|W7R][$control.location to "Porn featured"]] [[Girl-on-girl is always the answer.|W7R][$control.location to "Porn girls"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn featured ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn featured">>It loads quickly and you're greeted to the sight of a pretty maid hard at work. She's dusting furniture in a spacious, if Spartan, living room. Right away it's clear that she isn't a real French maid. Her hair might have once been pink or purple or some other form of neon, but time and lack of upkeep had colored it to a dull gray. The rest of her is quite pretty, enough so that you actually find the hair oddly erotic. It's not a normal combination of clothes and appearance, but what's there is definitely attractive. Her uniform has long sleeves and short everything else. The skirt and neckline ensure plenty of skin is exposed, not that she looks self-conscious enough to care. There's no maid's headdress, but she is wearing a black baseball hat. It's backwards, with a comical skeleton as a logo. Again, it's a strange choice but it's still extraordinarily sexy. Her bust is large and wobbles with every movement, the frilly black bodice doing more for style than function. <<if $flag.tf>>You begin to rub your crotch<<else>>You begin to stroke your dick<</if>>, unable to take your eyes off her. The maid is bent over, enthusiastically dusting what must be the dirtiest end table in the world when a door on the other side of the room opens. Through an elegant woman walks into sight. For some reason you think about a children's movie, one where the family is all monsters. You have no idea why. Her black gown reaches to the floor, the shade of it nearly identical to that of her hair. Her skin is on the other end of the spectrum, a healthy pale that could be natural or from makeup. She's beautiful, but in an entirely different way from the maid. [[Your hand keeps moving.|W7R][$control.location to "Porn featured 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn featured 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn featured 2">><<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 2>>The pace and intensity of your hand increases. You can as much feel as see your nipples getting hard.<<else>>You squeeze your cock and increase your hand's speed.<</if>>, Your eyes are drawn to the maid's ass; it's such a fantastic view that you can't look away. The second woman must agree with you, because she pauses to admire the beauty in front of her before she begins moving again. The elegant woman glides across the floor and watches her maid, now with a neutral expression. It takes a few seconds for the maid to realize that she's no longer alone. When she realizes she has company she jumps and lets out a squeal of faux surprise. The two stare at each other, not speaking, before the elegant woman crosses over and raises one hand. Her fingers gently reach out and the tips caress the maid's cheek. The maid blushes and turns her face away, though she glances up again and stares coquettishly through her eyelashes. She chews on her lower lip in a way that fills you with all sorts of urges. <<if $fem gte 1500>><<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 4>>You imagine having that happen, of dressing up in like a dirty little whore maid and cleaning up while someone else watched you. You'd look up at them and be at their mercy, ready to receive pleasure or punishment depending on how well you did, your body trembling in anticipation for whatever blow or reward comes your way.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 4>>You imagine being some hot woman's sexy maid, prancing around in a slutty outfit, feeling a thong riding up your ass as you go about your duties. Your boss would watch you like a predator, ready to pounce and throw you on the bed, his hangs running down your body and tearing at your clothes – <</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 4>>You imagine having that happen, of being forced to clean in a slutty little maid outfit while a hot woman watched you, her desire all over her face as you bend over and she talks about wanting about wanting to fuck you until you lose your mind.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 2>>You imagine having a maid like that, a sexy little servant to tease you. You'd stare at each other in the exact same way, your knees weak in your skirts and your nipples tenting your tops, making it clear how badly you want each other.<</if>><</if>> [[You moan loudly.|W7R][$control.location to "Porn featured 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn featured 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn featured 3">>The elegant woman's long fingers make their way to the maid's lips. The servant parts them, letting the pale digits slip into her mouth. Her eyelashes flutter as she sucks on the fingers one by one, her pink tongue lovingly wrapping around each as if they were candy canes. @@.yellow;"Fuck,"@@ you mutter. Just thinking about that tongue on your dick has you ready to finish.<<if $flag.tf>> Or you imagine it would if you still had a dick. That thought takes you out of the mood for a second. You frown but try to get back into the video. Fortunately, it's not that difficult.<</if>> The elegant woman tsks and the maid bows her head as if chastised. She turns and bends so that her ass is once again on display. The other woman gives it a resound smack, eliciting a gasp from the maid. Once, twice, three times she spanks the maid. Each smack is rewarded with a progressively breathier reaction until the maid seems to be close to orgasm, simply from being spanked. She cranes her neck to look back at her employer, her eyes silently begging for one more. @@.yellow;"Fuuuck,"@@ you mumble again. This is so hot. [[You move your hand in time with the video's more erotic moments.|W7R][$control.location to "Porn featured 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn featured 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn featured 4">>The elegant woman ponders her next move, her fingers idly caressing the bare ass cheek in front of her. There's a red handprint on the skin, and you watch as the elegant woman traces its shape. She seems to have made up her mind. With her index finger she tickles the maid's asshole, and when the servant gasps the elegant woman uses her free hand to deliver another large smack. The combination of probing and spanking sets the maid over the edge, and she gushes out a rather vocal orgasm. You cum in time with her, your <<if $flag.tf>>body shivering and shuddering under the weight of your climax.<<else>>dick throbbing and spurting until your balls feel utterly drained.<</if>> You give it some time, panting and letting the orgasm fade away before you move to close Nutflex and clean yourself up. Feeling better, you once again glance toward your phone. Still no word from Justine. That's… disappointing. You decide to try to not let it get you down. You spend the rest of the night watching shows on your laptop until it's time to [[go to sleep.|W7R][$control.location to "Dysfunction"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn girls ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn girls">>You load up the video, thinking that it looks promising. The thumbnail shows two middle-aged women, both attractive blondes of quite different heights. It begins, right away showing both the women standing in a nice kitchen. They're finishing up drinks, what looks like bubbly orange juice. The one on the right is tall, with blonde hair and dark brown eyes. When she smiles at her companion her eyes narrow so much that they're practically slits. She's tan and lean, her small chest slightly pushing out her purple blouse. Her black yoga pants show a bubble butt and thick thighs. The woman on the right is pale and short, with dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. Her chest is also small, possibly even more so than the other one's. She's wearing a brown sweater and blue jeans with rips all down the thighs. There's a sexual tension in the air that keeps you watching even though nothing has happened yet. With one hand you start <<if $flag.tf>>rubbing at your groin, your movements already anticipating the erotic nature of what's to come.<<else>>stroking your cock, eager for when things get good in the video.<</if>> [[You don't have to wait long.|W7R][$control.location to "Porn girls 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn girls 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn girls 2">>The tall woman steps closer to the shorty, letting both of her long arms wrap around the diminutive lady's neck. The height imbalance is even greater than you thought, and there's something incredibly hot about the way the short woman has to look up. She's so tiny, so delicate. The tall one must agree because she growls something and then aggressively kisses her companion, her lengthy frame trapping the other against the wall. <<if $fem gte 1500>><<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 2>>It's too easy for you to picture yourself being pushed against the wall, the arms of a strong man or woman locking you in place as their eyes smolder with desire. You would be stuck in place, forced to satisfy them, a tool for their pleasure. Your body aches for it, for a commanding touch to compel you to do as you are told. You want it. You need it.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 2>>You imagine having that, a connection with someone where a simple look communicates desire, where arousal compels you to tear off one another's clothing. You would stand there, in a tight embrace, feelings of need and lust and hunger charging the air until the tension is unbearable. Finally the two of you would succumb and you would lay back, ready to be taken and eager to be claimed.<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 2>>It's so easy for you to picture yourself being pushed against the wall, the arms of a sexy woman also trapping you in place, forcing you to stay there as her mouth devours you. You can feel her breath tickling her skin, her desire consuming you. Your whole body shivers and your fingers rub yourself with even more pressure.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You imagine that's it you there with a sexy woman, caught in an embrace with each other, your bodies full of lust and desire. Ready to peel off clothes until there are no barriers between you two, nothing but skin on skin and sex on sex. Your dick would plunge into her and she would scream with ecstasy.<</if>><</if>> The tall one pulls the brown sweater off of the short blonde, revealing a plain white bra that half covers two small breasts. The purple top comes off of the tall one next, and both women stand there in their bras, their lean bodies so sexy despite their ages. [[Your hand speeds up.|W7R][$control.location to "Porn girls 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn girls 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn girls 3">>You don't know if there's a plot here, if the women are supposed to be two moms with a rare morning off or if they're old college friends reconnecting with some intense lesbo sex. It doesn't really matter, in the end. You didn't come for the story, but you're going to cum for the fucking. The tall one continues to take the initiative, pulling off first her own clothes and then her friend's. Her fingers roam all over the short woman's body, your own hand following suit as you continue to stimulate yourself. When the tall woman forces the short one to get to her knees and perform oral sex you know you don't have long. Your orgasm builds and you moan as it overtakes you. Your hand speeds up even more to ensure a strong finish and you're left panting, out of breath and surprisingly tired. You give it some time, panting and letting the orgasm fade away before you move to close Nutflex and clean yourself up. Feeling better, you once again glance toward your phone. Still no word from Justine. That's… disappointing. You decide to try to not let it get you down. You spend the rest of the night watching shows on your laptop until it's time to [[go to sleep.|W7R][$control.location to "Dysfunction"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dysfunction ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dysfunction">>You jerk awake in a panic. Are the police in your bedroom? It takes a second for you to get your bearings. You have no idea why a siren would be going off next to your head, so it's probably not happening. Your phone's screen has lit up the entire room with a piercing light that hurts your eyes. The ringtone continues to blare loudly. @@.yellow;"What the fuck?"@@ Picking up your phone, it takes several blinks before you're able to read the screen. @@.yellow;"Who is this?"@@ You don't recognize the number. The area code is from Hope's Point. Who the hell would be calling you at this hour? @@.yellow;"Hello?"@@ @@.marty;"$name? It's Marty."@@ Your brain needs a second before it can link the name to an identity. @@.yellow;"Marty? Uh, yeah, it's $name. What's going on?"@@ [[Why is Justine's next-door neighbor calling you?|W7R][$control.location to "Dysfunction 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dysfunction 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dysfunction 2">>@@.marty;"Listen, I'm in Lakehill. Can you get over here? A bar called me from Justine's phone. She's drunk and locked herself in the bathroom, they can't get her out. She won't let me in because I'm "a boy and it's girls only" or something. I don't know, you know what she's like. So can you get down here? They're going to call the cops if we doesn't leave.@@ @@.yellow;"Yeah, of course. Um."@@ You blink more sleep from your head. Justine. There's an emergency. @@.yellow;"Um. How do I get down there, Marty? I don't have a car."@@ You feel dumb for not being able to think on your feet. I need to wake up. @@.marty;"Can you get a Ryde? I can't leave, $name. They might call the cops, and it would take me twice as long to get you and come back as it would for you to come straight here."@@ @@.yellow;"It's late, but I'll try."@@ @@.marty;"Okay. I'll keep them from calling 911. Get here as quickly as you can. I'm texting you the address now."@@ You hang up and wonder how Marty got your number to begin with. Whatever, that's hardly the most pressing issue right now. You need to move. First you use the Ryde app to book a car. You'd worried that there wouldn't be any drivers out this time of night, but luck is with you and you get a match quite quickly. Next up is clothes. You head to the eWardrobe to change while you wait. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Dysfunction 3">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dysfunction 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dysfunction 3">>You head from the bedroom to the kitchen and get a glass of water. Maybe it'll help your wake up some. I hope Justine is okay. It's only a few minutes before headlights pull up outside of the cottage, but you spend them frowning impatiently and checking the time repeatedly. Your friend needs your help and you're standing by a window doing nothing. The car has scarcely come to a halt in front of your cottage before you're sliding into the backseat. You shoot a text to Marty's number so he knows you're on the way. The driver, an older black guy, doesn't seem interested in conversation and neither are you. The entire drive is quiet. That means you have plenty of time to think about Justine. About how when she was in trouble it was Marty who was called and not you. About how she went out tonight without you. Whatever she's going through, it's clear that she's not handling things well. As bad it is, she'd rather face this alone than have you with her. That hurts. Guilt hits you. If you were a better friend she wouldn't be doing this.<<CheckSex "Tiger">><<if _isonlist>> You even fucked the guy she's been seeing. No wonder she hates you.<</if>> The car grinds to a halt and you spot the bar that Marty had texted you. There's a good number of people standing around outside, but no one you recognize. Still, [[this is the place.|W7R][$control.location to "Dysfunction 4"]] <<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dysfunction 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dysfunction 4">>You walk to the club entrance where a middle-aged man stops in a shiny purple button-down shirt stops you. A large frown dominates his face. @@.finalblue;"I need to see ID."@@ Shit. @@.yellow;"I left it at home,"@@ you begin. The older man scowls and you quickly continue. @@.yellow;"My friend is here, somebody called me and said she's in your bathroom, I'm not even dressed to party – "@@ His expression quickly changes, going from a frown to a combination of relieved and annoyed. @@.finalblue;"Finally. Go get her out now or we're calling the cops, I don't care if we get hit for letting someone under-aged in. And tell her she's not allowed back. Your friend is banned. Forever. She's lucky that's all we're doing."@@ You nod and mumble a thank you before you scurry past him. Marty is inside the bar, wearing a black hoodie over an olive green shirt. He's got drawstring navy pajama pants on; clearly he was also pulled out of bed tonight. When he sees you he crosses over with a sigh. @@.marty;"Hey."@@ [[You share a look of resignation with him.|W7R][$control.location to "Dysfunction 5"]] @@.yellow;"Where is she?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dysfunction 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dysfunction 5">>He nods further down the bar, toward the opposite side where you see yellow signs for the restrooms. @@.marty;"One of the bartenders tried to get in but Justine shouted that she would fight anyone she didn't know. She left her phone out here and they went through it. She's got me as her I.C.E. so they called me to get her out because she won't talk to strangers. I rushed over and I tried to talk to her but she said she wouldn't talk through the door. I tried to get in but she wouldn't unlock it because I'm a boy."@@ He's clearly frustrated and fed up with Justine's antics. @@.marty;"I didn't know what else to do but call you."@@ Oh, Justine. @@.yellow;"Okay. She, um, has been kind of pissed at me the last few days."@@ Marty groans. @@.marty;"Seriously? Why didn't you tell me that? I could have called her mom or her sister. I was trying to do her a favor and keep them from knowing but seriously – "@@ You quickly put up your hands in a "calm down" gesture. @@.yellow;"I'll go talk to her."@@ She doesn't want boys or strangers, huh? The list of people she'd be willing to see is shockingly small, and you wonder if she maybe she wanted you here after all. @@.yellow;"Let me try before we freak out about what to do next."@@ @@.marty;"Fine,"@@ he grumbles. He sits down at the bar and gestures for you to go on. You cross over to the bathroom door and [[you knock on it.|W7R][$control.location to "Dysfunction 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dysfunction 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dysfunction 6">>@@.justine;"What's the password?"@@ You can hear Justine slurring her words through the door. Its thick wood does nothing to diminish how inebriated she sounds. @@.yellow;"It's me, 'Stine."@@ @@.justine;"$name! Get in."@@ The door opens and a strong arm reaches out to pull you inside. Once you're dragged in the door shuts again, your friend quickly locking the knob. @@.justine;"'Sup girl."@@ She hiccups and then sits down on the dirty bathroom floor. You can practically see her second wind leave her body. She probably looked really hot in her black dress when the night first started. Now it's covered in multiple stains. You hope it's all from spilled drinks, though the one by her shoulder looks suspiciously like vomit. Mascara has streaked down both of her cheeks. The rest of her makeup is also a disaster, and her hair looks like it's been in a fistfight with a marine. Justine smiles at you, and in a flippant voice asks, @@.justine;"What are you doing here? Are you trying to be my white knight?"@@ @@.yellow;"Let's you get home."@@ You crouch next to her. @@.yellow;"I don't think the bar wants you hogging the bathroom."@@ She scoffs. @@.justine;"Them? They're dumb fucks, $name. Total dumb fucks."@@ @@.yellow;"I know."@@ You soothingly rub her arm. @@.yellow;"Dumb fucks don't deserve our energy. Let's go."@@ @@.justine;"'Kay."@@ She nods dreamily and allows you to [[help her to her feet.|W7R][$control.location to "Dysfunction 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dysfunction 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dysfunction 7">>@@.yellow;"How is a drunk Justine causing a scene your fault?"@@ @@.marty;"Because she did this last year, too. She almost ended up in the hospital. I'm not sure if I'm relieved that all she did tonight was lock herself in a bathroom or if I should be more worried. Last year she was with people, at least. Tonight she was by herself, picking fights. I keep worrying. Will it be next year where she does something she can't come back from?"@@ He's making you really uneasy. @@.yellow;"Marty, what was tonight? Why was tonight such a big deal?"@@ The car passes under a streetlight and for a brief moment the inside is illuminated. You and Marty lock eyes in the rearview as he calmly says, @@.marty;"It's the anniversary of her dad's death."@@ Oh. Oh. Everything clicks. Her moodiness and her fatalism. The self-inflicted isolation, the pushing you away. @@.yellow;"Fuuuuck."@@ @@.marty;"Yep."@@ [[…fuck.|W7R][$control.location to "Dysfunction 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dysfunction 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dysfunction 8">>@@.yellow;"Where's her mom?"@@ You've never met any of Justine's family, but you know they live in Hope's Point. @@.yellow;"Why did you come get her and not them?"@@ @@.marty;"They've got a complicated relationship."@@ Marty yawns and then continues. @@.marty;"I told how you she used to be a tomboy, right? 'Kay, and then her dad died and it was like a switch went off in her brain. Total personality change. She's been a lot to handle ever since. Everybody knows it, except her family acts like they don't see it. They treat her like she's still the little girl who tried to wrestle all the boys in the neighborhood. Her mom won't acknowledge that Justine's even had sex, her sisters are always surprised when they see her wearing skirts. But it's been years. Forever."@@ @@.yellow;"That probably pisses her off."@@ Marty snorts. @@.marty;"You think? She's always pushing the boundaries around them just to get them to react. And they don't see it. To them she's still the same as when her dad was alive instead of who she is now. They don't know her."@@ You can guess the next part. @@.yellow;"That's the worst way to deal with Justine. If you don't give her what she wants she gets stubborn and worse."@@ Could the drinking and the partying be her acting out or something? Or maybe her family not acknowledging her drives her further toward the unhealthy behavior. Maybe a little bit of both? Justine is still snoring in your nap. Marty fights down another snore. @@.marty;"I'll take you home, first. I can get Justine home from here."@@ You hesitate. Is it okay to let a guy take your wasted friend home? But it's not like they're strangers. And he does live next-door, it hardly makes sense for him take her home then drop you off at the cottage and then go all the way back. And what's creepier? The dude pretending to be a girl and tucking her into bed, or the dude who lives next door helping her out? @@.yellow;"Okay. Thanks Marty."@@ [[You lean your head back against the car seat.|W7R][$control.location to "Dysfunction 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Dysfunction 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Dysfunction 9">><<set $control.outfitblock to true>>You must have fallen asleep, because when you wake up Marty is pulling up to the cottage. You exchange good byes and then you slip into the cottage. Hopefully Justine will be at work tomorrow and the two of you can talk about all of this. There's a lot to say. You stumble off to bed and collapse onto your sheets still wearing your clothes. [[You're asleep again in seconds.|W7F]]<</daypassage>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">><<set $temp.number1 to either(0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 1, 2)>><<CheckSex "Lyle" 49>><<if _isonlist>>When your phone's alarm goes off you wake up with a jolt. The sunlight pierces your eyes and brings with it all of your memories from the night before. <<AddFem 2>>The things you did, the things that others did to you. You self-consciously touch your groin. Something feels wrong. Wait, no. The problem is that nothing feels wrong. You were sore and aching last night. Your vagina – and you hate calling it that, but it feels odd to die on that hill after you were literally pounded by multiple men in the vagina – was particularly sore. Yeah, your jaw had ached after all the blowjobs you gave, and your ass was a little tender, but it was your crotch that had suffered the most. But you feel fine now. Is that normal? You have no idea and you don't know who to ask. Are vaginas known for their elasticity? Or is this something unique to you and your particular situation? You wish you could find out, but it's not like Camilla will give you a straight answer. I guess I shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth. You aren't going to complain that you're not aching after a night of brutal fucking. It's about damn time something went your way. You're long overdue for a shower, so you head there first. You don't quite trust an ancient eWardrobe to clean all the cum out of you. I'll take "Statements I never thought could apply to me" for five hundred. How is this your life? Once you feel clean and somewhat purified, you head to the eWardrobe to get changed.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Another Monday. Still in bed, you stare at the window and the sunlight pouring in. Do people seriously do this? Just get up every Monday and start their week all over again? Forever? You've barely worked for two months and you already feel like you need a summer vacation. And you're on your summer vacation! In Europe they take vacations all the time. Sounds like a magical place. Granted, your father insisted that in any country other than America your family would be poorer than dirt, so maybe it isn't that great after all. He always said the great thing about the United States was how much money he could make here. You'd think there'd be a point where we have enough money. If that's true then neither of your parents have found it yet. It's almost like a game to them, where they spend their time trying to see how high their bank account is at the end of a fiscal quarter compared to their peers. Sadly, you can't stay in bed forever. You throw off your sheets and head to the eWardrobe to get dressed.<</if>> <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">>One last look in the mirror and you're off! <<routes>><<job "store">>As you bike to the store you find your thoughts drift toward Justine. You two haven't spoken much since you talked about the party coming up this weekend. Although you did send her a cute picture of a baby squirrel the other night, and she did reply with a dozen emojis. You aren't sure if that counts as talking, though. Is texting dumb memes something that only girls do, or would friends of any gender do it? I wonder if she'd like boy me. The idle thought catches you by surprise. You're pretty sure you aren't Justine's type, you know that. She likes her men with muscles and height and apparently a distant ancestor of the Neanderthal variety. But would she have liked you as a friend? She's not into video games or Astoria. So what would the two of you have even done? Movies and cheeky sitcoms are boring to her, too. I don't think we'd be friends. The realization makes you inexplicably sad. Why, though? You two are friends. So why are you sad about the friendship? You're still mulling it over when [[you get to the store.|W8M][$control.location to "Work store"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">>The morning is pretty, as always. You'd originally hated biking everywhere, but it's grown on you a bit. It's a lot better than sitting on the subway, that's for sure. Though you wouldn't mind having a new ride. Something sleek and black, perhaps. And new! Do they make heated seats for bicycles? <<if $flag.campaign>>Your mind turns to Destiny. Is she any less stressed out? Yesterday was obviously rough on her. She works so hard during the week as it is. You idly wonder what she does to unwind. How does she de-stress at the end of a long day? Even though you've known her for close to two months it's also like she's still as much of a stranger to you as she was on the first day you walked into the restaurant.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Actually, forget that. If you're getting a new vehicle then it should be a car, not a bicycle. You don't think you knew how necessary a car was for getting around. Back home you'd use the subway or whatever, but apparently that isn't an option outside of most major cities. For instance, if you wanted to go to Lakehill by yourself you couldn't. Biking there isn't an option. Yeah, you need a car. Maybe when I go to college I'll get one. Your parents probably wouldn't be down to buy you one, though. And there's no way you could pay for a car and college. I bet if I pitched it the right way they'd buy me one. Yeah, that could work. Make an offhand comment about how all the other college students who come from successful families have cars and how one of them thought you were poor because you didn't… you'd probably wake up to three cars being air-lifted into the driveway.<</if>> You arrive at the restaurant and instantly lose track of what you were thinking about. Several restaurant staff are standing near the entrance watching a video on someone's smart phone. Curious, [[you make your way over to them.|W8M][$control.location to "Work res"]]<</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store">>@@.justine;"Hey, gorgeous!"@@ Justine gives you a cheerful wave. She's wearing an outfit similar to when you first met her. Her brown bikini top strains to keep her breasts in, and the way she's leaning out through the coffeestand's window makes you want to just cram your face right into them. It's like arousal destroys any sadness you had. Destroys or replaces, though you aren't sure that there's necessarily a difference. You recognize her tight jean shorts, even though you can only see their waist. It's a favorite pair that Justine wears often. You're a fan of the small garment, as the shorts frame her remarkable ass in a way that conceals nothing. How could we be friends? All I'd ever think about is how much I want to do her. @@.yellow;"Hey yourself."@@ You tie up your bike and wander over to coffeestand. <<outfitlist>><<outfit "work_storeold">>@@.justine;"Uh, why are you wearing like a million layers? Aren't you hot?"@@<<outfit "work_storenew">>@@.justine;"You should take your shirt off and spend the day working next to me. We'd make a million bucks in tips."@@<</outfitlist>> Ignoring her comment, your eyes alight on the cup behind her. @@.yellow;"Is that what I think it is?"@@ Rolling her eyes, [[the attractive redhead hands you the drink.|W8M][$control.location to "Work store 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 2">><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">><<AddFem 1>>Sipping the latte is like tasting heaven. Caramely heaven. Caramely, burning hot heaven. So hot. Burning hot. @@.yellow;"Owwwww, my mouf."@@ @@.justine;"I just made that. You should really give it a minute to cool off."@@ She watches you wince as you drink more. @@.justine;"Or chug the flaming hot coffee. That works too. You freak."@@ @@.yellow;"It hurts so good."@@ Is there such a thing as a hot heaven? A fiery one? Probably not. That sounds more like the other place. Ya know, the other place. @@.yellow;"Arizona."@@ @@.justine;"What?"@@ You shake your head. @@.yellow;"Nothin'. So, what are you doing after work?"@@ Justine flashes you a suggestive grin. @@.justine;"Meetin' up with Tiger. Stayin' up with Tiger. Gettin' Tiger up."@@ She's practically purring with excitement. @@.justine;"What about you?"@@ <<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $route.chris>>@@.yellow;"Not much. Hanging out with Chris tonight."@@ Why is coffee so good? @@.justine;"Oh? That's like, what, the tenth date? Pretty serious, D. You put out yet?"@@ You are mercifully saved from answering by a car pulling up to the coffeestand's window. While Justine is distracted [[you rush into the store.|W8M][$control.location to "Work store 3"]] No chance you're revealing anything about your sex life. You know her too well by now, and you're confident you'd regret saying a single word.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $route.candice>><<AddFem 2>>@@.yellow;"Not much. Hanging out with Candice tonight."@@ Why is coffee so good? @@.justine;"That mean looking blonde? Be careful you don't lead her on, I'm pretty sure she likes munching puss, if you know what I mean."@@ Her comments has you almost coughing up volcanic hot liquid. @@.justine;"I'm saying she likes chicks."@@ @@.yellow;"I caught that, yeah."@@ You clear your throat and blink back tears that were brought on from coughing. @@.justine;"Don't lead her on, D."@@ Justine warns. @@.justine;"That's totally against girl code. We both know you like the dick too much to ever go lesbo."@@ While Justine is distracted [[you rush into the store.|W8M][$control.location to "Work store 3"]] No chance you're revealing anything about your sex life. You know her too well by now, and you're confident you'd regret saying a single word. And what if it strained your friendship with her? You've ogled her so much that you're afraid how she would take things if she found out you were attracted to other girls.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.yellow;"Not much. Maybe a movie or something."@@ You have a hard time hiding your disappointment. You'd hoped you and Justine could hang out tonight. After how erratic she was last week things won't really feel "normal" again until the two of you are sitting on your couch arguing about whether you should watch The Dispensables or The Spinster. You want to hate the latter, but you always end up watching for the rose ceremony. @@.justine;"Boring. Unless you're getting high for it. Are you? You should."@@ You shake your head. @@.yellow;"That was not in the plans, no."@@ @@.justine;"Hold on."@@ She rummages underneath the counter, where she often keeps a purse or a canvas bag. When the redhead straightens back up she holds out a white stick. @@.justine;"Enjoy."@@ She winks. You take the joint from her but debate giving it up. The decision is made for you, though, when a car pulls up to the coffeestand's window. Justine turns to flirt with the customer. You sigh and pocket the weed before [[you head into work.|W8M][$control.location to "Work store 3"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 3">>@@.hillary;"We're not open just yet hon – oh, hey $name! C'mere, hon. Look at the news."@@ Hillary's eyes are glued to a small television set on the store's counter. Usually it's supposed to show the section by the freezers so that you can see if anyone is shoplifting, but early on Benny showed you how to change it so that it displayed local channels. It stays on those pretty much all the time, unless Hillary happens to be working. You're actually surprised that she knows how to change it; you'd thought it was a secret from her and Frank. Evidently it isn't. <<if $femgate gte 70>>@@.yellow;"Aww, is it about puppies?"@@ @@.hillary;"@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $femgate gte 40>>@@.yellow;"Don't tell me that there's a new character out for Call of Deity?"@@ @@.hillary;"I don't know what that means, hon. @@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.yellow;"Is it sports? I'm not really into sports."@@ @@.hillary;"@@<</if>>@@.hillary;No, look! It's about the mayor. The one we got now, up for reelection."@@ A woman in her early thirties sits next to a man in his fifties. The woman has bottle blonde hair and is wearing a conservatively cut red dress. The man is in a pinstripe suit. His salt and pepper hair looks immaculate, even when the camera zooms in. He's in the middle of speaking when [[you start paying attention.|W8M][$control.location to "Work store 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 4">>@@.otherblue;" – you think this will influence the districts when it's time to cast votes?"@@ @@.hotpink;"That's hard to say, Todd."@@ The bottle blonde doesn't break eye contact with the camera. Not even to blink. It's very unnerving. @@.hotpink;"On the one hand, nowadays people don't care so much about impropriety."@@ @@.otherblue;"Impro-what, right?"@@ The man chuckles. @@.otherblue;"Right, Megan?"@@ @@.hotpink;"Yep, Todd. As I was saying, impropriety is all but assumed in this day and age. At this point I think people would be more shocked to find out a politician isn't lying to them. But infidelity will definitely bother some demographics. And for Stella Abrams to be sleeping with a woman the same age as her daughter? Well, I think it's all but a forgone conclusion which ticket will be winning on the ballot."@@ @@.otherblue;"One could almost say that the results are baking as we speak. Right? Right, Megan?"@@ @@.hotpink;"Sure thing, Todd. Good one."@@ [[Hillary's jaw hangs open.|W8M][$control.location to "Work store 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 5">>@@.hillary;"Can you even believe it?"@@ @@.yellow;"I know. Who writes this stuff? That wasn't even funny."@@ @@.hillary;"What? No, forget the writing. Mayor Abrams has been having an affair with a young woman!"@@ You shrug. @@.yellow;"I mean, so what? Aren't all politicians screwing someone? Or the voters? Or both?"@@ You snort at your own question. @@.yellow;"Hah! Now that was funny. I should write for the news."@@ Hillary shakes her head vigorously. @@.hillary;"It ain't right. She's a married woman, she shouldn't be doing stuff like that."@@ Your boss huffs and changes the television screen to show the store. @@.hillary;"I know who I'm voting for on Wednesday, and it ain't her."@@ @@.yellow;"Were you going to vote for her before this?"@@ @@.hillary;"Well, no. Harry is with the Bakers, how could I go against him? I was voting for Daniel Baker anyway. Did you know we went to school together? High school. Sat right behind him in math class."@@ She grins. @@.hillary;"Hey, it's kinda like I know a celebrity now!"@@ @@.yellow;"Kind of. Does he remember you?"@@ @@.hillary;"Naw, never. I said congratulations at our graduation and he asked whose mom I was."@@ [[Wow.|W8M][$control.location to "Work store 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 6">>Hillary ambles to the bathroom, presumably to destroy it. You roll your eyes and get the register ready to open. You're in the midst of counting the cash when Justine strolls in. @@.justine;"Would you fuck Stella Abrams?"@@ @@.yellow;"Huh?"@@ Your friend angrily holds up her phone as if that will tell you anything. But from fifteen feet away you can't see shit. @@.justine;"The mayor. Would you fuck her?"@@ @@.yellow;"Is this a trick question?"@@ Justine stomps over to you and then hops to sit on the corner. Her breats bounce with the movement and – fuck I lost count. @@.justine;"I met her last year at a party and she didn't come on to me. So either she's a racist who hates gingers or I'm ugly."@@ @@.yellow;"Does hating gingers make someone racist?"@@ Justine settles her glare onto you. @@.justine;"You're not supposed to correct me, you're supposed to say that I'm pretty and that she's a bitch."@@ @@.yellow;"You're pretty and she's a bitch. What kind of party had you and the mayor attending?"@@ @@.justine;"It was this fancy thing. I went as this guy's date. I almost said no but he offered me a hundred bucks to be his plus one. And the food was bomb."@@ Justine's thumbs are already rapidly typing on her phone, a flirty grin on her face. Apparently she has recovered from the indignity of not being seduced by an older woman. [[The day goes on.|W8M][$control.location to "Work store 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 7">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">> ║ │ <<AddFem 1>> ║ │ <<switch $temp.number1>> ║ │ <<case 0>> ║ │ <<AddBreath_Weak "sugar">> ║ │ <<case 1>> ║ │ <<AddBreath_Weak "unicorns">> ║ │ <<case 2>> ║ │ <<AddBreath_Weak "something magical">> ║ │ <</switch>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>The rest of the workday is pretty quiet. Justine comes over frequently. You think she might be feeling guilty and trying to make up for it with sugary drinks. You have to say, it's definitely working. She brings you this pink cold coffee thing that tastes like how you imagine baby unicorns fucking would taste. Or something. Whatever, it's really really good. @@.justine;"I'm glad you like it, that customer didn't have enough money and there's no way I'd drink something like that."@@ @@.yellow;"Why not?"@@ Does she not like baby unicorns fucking? Okay, the more you think that the weirder it sounds. @@.justine;"Dude, that's like a billion calories. Shit like that will make you fat, and it won't all go to your ass."@@ Justine gives you a speculative look. @@.justine;"Have you gained weight? And I don't mean that in a bad way. You were too skinny before, like teenage boy skinny. But you look good. You've actually got an ass now!"@@ Wait, do you really? You frown and look over yourself. You don't see anything different. If you had to do a mental catalogue of yourself right now where you thought about your body and how it all looks you would change nothing. You're still you. But why is Justine treating you like you're some chick with an hourglass figure? @@.justine;"Shit, there's another car. Oh, wait! I gotta go D, he's a great tipper. Love ya!"@@ Your friend hurries off, leaving you with a half-finished pink drink. [[Other than that the day passes easily enough.|W8M][$control.location to "Work end"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res">>@@.yellow;"Hey guys."@@ The group is partially blocking your path into the restaurant. Normally you'd just walk on by, but right now you need to say something. @@.yellow;"What's up?"@@ <<if $flag.workselfishness eq "no" or $flag.workselfishness eq "">>To your pleasant surprise you get a chorus of "Hey $name" back. One of the guys immaturely giggles at whatever is on the phone. They part and you're able to easily [[push past them and go into work.|W8M][$control.location to "Work res 2"]]<<elseif $flag.workselfishness eq "some">>Your coworkers nod and a few say hello. Nobody is in a rush to get out of your way, but they do move when you push through them. [[You head into work.|W8M][$control.location to "Work res 2"]]<<elseif $flag.workselfishness eq "yes">>Nobody pays you any mind. You repeat yourself but for some weird reason not a single person responds. Oh no. You know exactly what's happening. Oh shit. Oh SHIT. You must have somehow phased through reality and nobody can see or hear you! You're an incorporeal ghost to the world. This is a nightmare! Sure, you could go use your powers for lewd purposes, spying on naked people or whatever. Go see some movies for free. But what will you do when loneliness strikes you? Will you find another ghost to spend time with? Will anyone ever again – @@.finalblue;"I'm surprised she's got enough time to say hello. I thought she was too busy to do anything except help her tables."@@ The speaker side-eyes you. Oh. You're not an incorporeal ghost after all. Your coworkers are just being dicks. Cool cool cool. The frosty reaction sets you back a little. What did you do wrong? The group wanders off away from you. At least [[the path into the entrance is no longer blocked.|W8M][$control.location to "Work res 2"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 2">>Destiny starts to wave at you but her phone goes off as soon as you make your first footfall into the restaurant. She frowns at the screen and then quickly checks behind her. Probably to make sure Alice isn't watching. The attractive brunette's eyes widen at whatever she's reading. @@.yellow;"Hey. Everything okay?"@@ @@.destiny;"It's the mayor,"@@ Destiny mutters. She reads aloud the next part. @@.destiny;"'Stella Abrams, the incumbent mayor and frontrunner for this week's election, is considering dropping out of the race. A bombshell report has come out revealing that while in office she had a secret affair with a young woman. More details to come.'"@@ @@.yellow;"Um."@@ You know next to nothing about politics, but you do know that Destiny has been hard at work helping Harry with the Baker campaign. @@.yellow;"Is that good?"@@ Destiny is too shocked to know how to answer. @@.destiny;"It's… I don't know."@@ Shouldn't she be happy? That means Mr. Baker will likely win, right? You try to think about it from her perspective. If I were playing in a big tournament for Call of Deity and I won because the other team got disqualified how would I feel? It'd be hard to enjoy the victory, honestly. The game's fandom can be vicious, and you know there'd be a billion comments about how you didn't deserve the win. Yeah, I guess I can see how she'd have mixed feelings about it. Technically, if the old mayor drops out then all of Destiny's hard work would be nothing. That's gotta suck. You both jump when [[Alice's door slam opens.|W8M][$control.location to "Work res 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 3">>@@.alice;"Morning girls!"@@ Your boss strides down the hall like a model on the catwalk. She does stumble a little when her gaze wanders to the windows. @@.alice;"What are those idiots doing out there? We're not paying them so they can go off and drum circle whenever they want. Destiny, go tell them to get their butts inside before I ruin their circle forever."@@ You get the suspicion that Alice doesn't actually know what a drum circle is, but decide to keep the thought to yourself. While the pretty hostess is rushing outside you cautiously greet your boss. @@.yellow;"Morning, Alice. Good day so far?"@@ You half cringe, expecting her to rebuff your hello and then rebuke you for not working. But that doesn't happen. @@.alice;"How could it not be good? I love Mondays. Fresh start, new week. Five whole days of work to look forward to. And did you hear? Harry's first time managing a campaign is going to be a success! It's very promising. People are always looking out for potential up-and-comers, you know. And when he's a big shit in DC who do you think he's going to have cater all his events? Us! It's going to be great."@@ Alice is so happy she's practically humming her words. @@.yellow;"The restaurant is going to cater all the way in Washington DC?"@@ She falters, and there's a slight hitch in her voice. @@.alice;"Well, I don't… look, you don't worry about the logistics, okay? Trust me, if we need help with planning we won't be asking a teenage girl who doesn't know the difference between a strainer and a grater."@@ You sigh. That was one time and it's because you misheard that <<if $temp.switch2>>assbat<<else>>asshat<</if>> Jared. He mumbled! Damn it, won't they ever let you live that down? @@.alice;"Shouldn't you be working,"@@ Alice continues. Her happy demeanor is rapidly evaporating. @@.alice;"If you need something to do I can find something. I think the freezer inventory could be checked and then checked again."@@ @@.yellow;"Nope, I've got plenty to do. Sorry, I'm clocking in now!"@@ [[You hurry away|W8M][$control.location to "Work res 4"]] before you end up on Alice's shit list and she gives you the worst tasks to do.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 4">>You track down the materials to do roll-ups. Essentially, you stick silverware in a napkin and then fold it so it's ready to be placed at a table. There's a rectangular tub that is supposed to be full of the things, but the tub is usually straddling the line between "almost empty" and "totally empty." As far as monotonous, mindless tasks go doing roll-ups is definitely up there. So when Alice stomps by again and sees you hard at work doing the thing that everybody hates you smile to yourself. That'll impress her. Or it should have, anyway. All she did was harrumph and then keep on stomping. <<if $flag.campaign>>@@.destiny;"You know the fork goes under the knife, right?"@@ @@.yellow;"Fuck!"@@ You panic, thinking about how many of these dumb things you just ruined and – @@.yellow;"Wait a second."@@ Destiny laughs. @@.destiny;"I'm messing with you. Oh, so I wanted to thank you for helping out yesterday. @@<<if $flag.destinysplace>>@@.destiny;Would you want to come over to my place tomorrow night? I'll make dinner and we can watch a bad movie or something."@@ @@.yellow;"Yeah, that sounds great. Thanks!"@@ @@.destiny;"Cool. Okay, I should get back to watching the door. Have fun with those."@@<<else>>@@.destiny;Here is a giftcard for the coffee place off Main street."@@ You take the card from her. @@.yellow;"Oh, cool. Thanks. You didn't have to do this."@@ You don't have the heart to tell her that you don't like coffee. @@.destiny;"And you didn't have to help me out, but you did. So enjoy a coffee on me. Anyway, I gotta get back to work. Have fun with the roll-ups."@@<</if>> <</if>>[[The rest of the work day passes without anything notable happening.|W8M][$control.location to "Work end"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work end ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work end">>As soon as work is over you rush out the door and get onto your bike. I'm finally free. Man, Mondays suck. <<if $route.chris>>When you get to the cottage the first thing you do is go get changed into something more comfortable for your date with Chris. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Chris">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual"]>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $route.candice>>When you get to the cottage the first thing you do is go get changed into something more comfortable for your date with Candice. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Candice">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual"]>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Arriving at the cottage, the first thing you do is change into something more comfortable. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Home">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["workout", "casual"]>><</if>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home">>Work was such a drag. Every customer that came in was more interested in gossiping about Mayor Abrams than anything else. You actually found yourself growing bored with the whole thing. That's why it's nice to be home. This is a politics free zone. Strangely, home feels boring even without politics. You were so eager to get off work, but now you don't know what to do with yourself. Your mind wanders to the party that's supposed to be this weekend. You're still not sure if you're going to go or not. It could be a fun time. The prospect of facing drunk teenagers while wearing a dress is a lot less terrifying than it was six weeks ago. Does that mean you're used to being a girl? Or does it mean that you're overall more comfortable in your skin? Maybe you're maturing. You glance at your laptop. You'd been thinking about playing video games or watching a show, but what would a mature person do in their free time? Watch a documentary? Ungh, that sounds terrible. Or masturbate? Well, maybe a sexually mature person would do that. What will you do? [[Sigh… the documentary. You're not a kid anymore, this is what adults do.|W8M][$control.location to "Documentary"; $temp.switch1 to false]] [[Give yourself a hand. Down your pants.|W8M][$control.location to "Porn"; $temp.switch1 to true]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Documentary ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Documentary">><<WearPajama>>You find a highly rated film about the making of plastic utensils and how the residual waste affects local ecosystems. @@.yellow;"This sounds fucking awful."@@ This is the kind of thing your dad would force the family to watch so that he could interject things like "but how much money has that injected into the economy" and "this is a lobbyist hit job and is so biased, they don't even account for the amount of jobs that would be impacted by removing this practice" and "you know what the real devil is, it's regulation, that's the bogeyman they should be focused on." But you're an adult. You're mature. That's why you're able to wear dresses and you won't freak out if drunk teens see you at a party. Right? I'm confused. I don't remember how I got to this point any more. Sighing, you start the documentary. By the end you have to admit that wasn't that bad. You learned plenty, and the narrator did a solid job of making things engrossing. You're a little concerned now, though. In less than twenties years the planet's natural resources are going to be so far gone. Why isn't this a bigger issue? How is nobody talking about this? You spend the rest of the evening researching the issue. There's an entire Peddit page devoted to it and the impact it has on baby animals. Once it gets late enough [[you head to bed.|W8T]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn">>The front page of Nutflex has a rather promising video prominently displayed. "Hot black girl gets her yellow card when she fucks this Asian slut." Man, there is nothing PC about any of that sentence. And that must be the longest video title in the whole freaking world. You're not sure you can support something like that, but you should probably click and watch it just to be informed. Ya know, for science. For, uh, being educated about what's wrong with social attitudes. Yeah. You click on it but hit pause right away. @@.yellow;"Time to get into the mood."@@ Mostly that means carrying the laptop to your room so you can masturbate under the covers. <<routes>><<job "store">>Looking again at the screen, you notice how the one girl looks like a dark-skinned Justine. It's not a big stretch of the imagination by any means. Even earlier today Justine was wearing a bikini top and – Wait. Didn't she give you something to have fun? You find the joint and look at it fascinated. Why not? You've enjoyed smoking with her, and masturbating while stoned could be kind of fun. Weed definitely isn't the devil's lettuce that you've been told it is. It's a fun thing to do every now and again. And your friend did gift it to you… it would be rude to not use it. Right? Yeah, you're basically just being polite and [[that's why you need to smoke it.|W8M][$control.location to "Porn 2"]] Of course.<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">>When you hit play you can tell that sexy things have already been happening. What's it called in movies when the action is halfway over when the start starts? You can't remember. There's a term for it. Or is for pornos only? I thin it's called "in anus res" but I'm not sure. That's probably it, though. Because that black girl is tongue deep in the Asian chick's booty. The title made you expect that the darker girl would be the aggressive one, but surprisingly it's the other way around. The black girl is wearing a leather bikini that barely covers her curves. She's got impressive breasts and amazing hips, the kind of body ratio that a pin-up model would covet. The other girl is almost the exact opposite; tall, slender, with a long neck and small breasts. She's wearing a white robe and in one hand is a riding crop. You're betting that this is either going to very sexy or very weird. Only way to find out is to [[keep watching.|W8M][$control.location to "Porn 3"]]<</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn 2">><<AddBreath_Strong "weed">>Except that you don't have any way to light it. Damn it. How could you forget? You're not a smoker, and despite the fact that you literally work a foot away from cheap lighters you still don't have one. Your gaze settles onto the stove. Could you? Hesitantly, you turn it on and then quickly stick the joint in and back out. Not quite enough to catch fire. You try again, gingerly holding the end over the blaze. It catches this time. You turn the stove off while blowing out the flame that's rapidly burning up Justine's gift. Shit. I should do this outside or the whole place will smell. This whole thing is becoming way more of a process than you'd imagined. You're beginning to regret this. What if someone sees you outside? You don't want anyone to call the cops. But when you go outside you're relieved to see that you're as alone as ever. One deep breath later and you're coughing through tears. A second for good measure and the world spins in a disconcerting way. @@.yellow;"Shit."@@ Okay, [[back inside.|W8M][$control.location to "Porn 3"]] You've got something to watch.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn 3">><<routes>><<job "store">>You start up the video from its very beginning. Man, you haven't even begun touching yourself yet and you already feel great. The girl in the bikini is on her knees, her face partially obstructed by the robed one's ass. Woah. Can you even hit the vagina from there? Hold on, why is it starting like this? Did the one in the robe order pizza? Or is her vagina the pizza? Fuck I need some pizza. You hungrily slide a hand down your abdomen and <<if $flag.tf>>begin rubbing your crotch<<else>>start stroking your dick<</if>>. You'll eat later. @@.pink;"Up."@@ It's the taller girl speaking. The one in the bikini rises to her feet. Why is her booty red? Did the other one hit it with a riding crop? This video is so confusing. @@.pink;"On your back."@@ She just told her to stand up! Man, this chick needs to make up her mind. You watch as the other one lies down. Fuck, that can't be comfortable, that's a floor. Lady, you need to find a bed next time. She's spreading her legs. That's hot. Shit she's wet. Maybe doing jumping jacks turns her on. Weird, but to each their own. Who are you to judge? You're the one [[jerking off|W8M][$control.location to "Porn 4"]] to jumping jacks.<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">>The girl in the bikini is on her knees, her face partially obstructed by the robed one's ass. You don't need to see it to know that the tall one is getting her asshole licked. That's never really been your speed before, but there is something erotic about the tall girl's expression of disdain. Almost like she's judging the other one for doing it. You slide a hand down your abdomen and <<if $flag.tf>>begin rubbing your crotch with a slow-building intensity<<else>>start stroking your dick with a slowly-increasing fervor<</if>>. @@.pink;"Up,"@@ the taller girl coldly orders. The one in the bikini scrambles to her feet. As she moves you see her own ass, the ebony skin marked with the after match of being hit by the riding crop. @@.yellow;"Why do so many pornos start in anus res these days?"@@ You mutter as your hand speed increases. Or is this part two of a series? You miss the good old days, when pornos started with cheesy music and a blue collar worker ringing a doorbell. @@.pink;"On your back."@@ The darker girl gets onto her back, her legs spread wide. The camera zooms down, taking in the way the bikini bottoms cling to her pussy, leaving nothing to the imagination. Her inner thighs glisten with her excitement. The rapid rising of her chest and the way her eyes track the taller girl make you think that they're both more into what's happening than they're letting on. [[You know you're into it.|W8M][$control.location to "Porn 4"]]<</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn 4">><<routes>><<job "store">>The tall one starts dancing and – wait, where's the music? You turn your volume up, then off and back on. You can't hear anything. The hell is this shit? Why is she dancing when there's no music. Man, no matter how long you live as one you will never understand women. The tall one loses her robe on the way to sinking down – that's what you get for dancing to no music – and then rubs her pussy into the other's face. That's a bold move. The one on bottom is eagerly licking away, her tongue plunging in and out of the tall chick. You shut your eyes, imagining it's you in the scene. <<if $femgate gte 70>><<elseif $femgate gte 40>><<AddFem 2>>You can't say whether you'd be sitting on a face or the one whose face is sat on. Does it even matter? Not a chance. Eating a chick out like that or having a mouth salivating for you… <<else>><<AddFem 1>>Looking down at a girl that eager to taste you, that desperate for you. <</if>>It's such a hot idea that you feel yourself pushed over the edge. <<if $flag.tf>>You shudder through the orgasm, your mind soaring through a cloud while your body falls through the earth. Is this China? Probably. You aren't sure that you two will ever connect again. It's been a good run, body. But now you're in a nebula.<<else>>Your dick explodes and you feel your soul shooting out with it. Great, now your soul is on the sheets. Now you can't identify right and wrong and you need new sheets. What a day.<</if>> Your stomach makes its demands clear. Somehow your parts all return to you, or at least they do enough for you to order a pizza through an app on your phone. You spend the rest of the night eating pizza and watching old episodes of The Business. Eventually [[you pass out|W8T]], covered in crumbs and still wearing your normal clothes.<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">><<WearPajama>><<AddFem 1>>With the moves of a dancer the taller girl slowly – oh so slowly – steps into place so that she's standing above the other one. You have no idea if she learned her movements at the ballet or at a strip club. It hardly matters, it's erotic either way. Gyrating her hips and dancing to an unheard song, she takes her time sinking to the floor. You can see how badly the other girl wants what's coming. She's practically panting with anticipation. Finally the tall girl finishes her descent, her robe falling off her body as she gets to her destination. Now entirely nude, she grinds her pussy into the other girl's mouth. @@.yellow;"Oh fuck!"@@ <<if $flag.tf>>You didn't even feel it coming on, but your body writhes as the orgasm hits you. You see stars and feel faint. So good. It feels so damn good. By the time you can focus again the tall girl is holding a dildo, sinking it and out of the other one's lips. You hit pause, not sure you're up for yet another orgasm so soon. You're in desperate need of no stimulation right now.<<else>>You didn't realize you were so close. You shoot your load into your hand, your balls emptying as your gaze stays locked onto the screen. The sweet feeling of release is a relief all in itself. You sit back and enjoy the afterglow for a minute. The two girls continue on until the taller one breaks away, returning with a small red dildo. She forces it into the other one's mouth, and that's when you hit pause. For some reason stuff that was erotic and hot often seems a little weird once you've cum.<</if>> Tabbing over to Peddit, you see a top-rated picture of newly born bunnies. Nothing like baby animals to take your mind off of masturbating to weird porn. You end up browsing Peddit for the rest of the evening. It's so easy to lose track of time, honestly. Before you know it, it's past time to go to bed and you haven't even had dinner. Yawning, you change into your sleep clothes and then [[fall asleep.|W8T]]<</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris">>You take your time with the mirror. It's more of a routine than a necessity, but you find it helpful before leaving the house. Misunderstandings about your appearance has left you in a bizarre situation, and even if all you're doing is confirming that you look like a girl it still feels nice to have some sort of control. Even if that control begins and finishes with "are my split ends crazy right now?" You're a few posts deep into the front page of Peddit when there's a knock at the door. @@.yellow;"Hey stranger."@@ @@.chris;"Hey yourself."@@ Chris looks like he was poured into his t-shirt. How are his biceps not splitting it in half? His red shirt has an athletic logo across the center, while his gym shorts sport an identical symbol down one leg. He looks like he just left the gym. Except he isn't sweaty or tired, so probably not. Wait, do guys like him even get tired when they work out? Or is it like automatic for him? @@.chris;"Sorry I was a little late. You ready to go? The game starts soon."@@ @@.yellow;"Oh, sure. And no worries. Let's go."@@ [[To Chris's car.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 2">>@@.yellow;"How often do you go to baseball games?"@@ You buckle your seatbelt and sit back. Sports games. Blah. The only thing worse than watching something like baseball is playing something like baseball. It's too bad Chris isn't into esports. You'd be excited if he was taking you to a Call of Deity tournament. I guess dating Chris means a future full of sports. That kind of sucks. It's not a mutual interest, that's for sure. Baseball is boring. Football is boring. All of the other balls, too. All boring. And trying to play? Forget it. Kickball wasn't terrible, you admit, except when you were being beamed in the face. Which was about half the time. @@.chris;"Every so often, I guess. I'm more into basketball, myself. But these tickets were free, and you can't beat free tickets."@@ He sounds so cheerful about going to this game. Ungh. Why can't he dread it like you are? I should be happier that we're spending time together. Instead I'm griping about what the activity is. It's kind of bratty of you. You decide to try to be more upbeat. @@.yellow;"Free tickets, huh? How'd you manage that?"@@ @@.chris;"Lakehill's minor team, the Cavalry, did a homeless initiative during the offseason. Afterward they gave our staff a bunch of stuff, like hats and tickets. Normally in social work we aren't supposed to accept gifts because they're usually meant for those you're helping, so it was cool to have this big organization specifically say, 'hey, this is for you and your employees.' Candice and I were trying to decide who got the tickets."@@ He gives you a cheeky grin. @@.chris;"And I remembered I had a hot date, and the timing worked out. So here we are."@@ Lucky me. [[So very, very lucky.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 3">>Come on, <<if $femgate gte 85>>$name<<else>>Danny<</if>>, stop this shit. If I act pissy because I don't like where we're going then I'm no better than every entitled person that gets blasted on Peddit. You try to find a positive in the situation. @@.yellow;"Thanks for thinking of me when you saw you had tickets."@@ @@.chris;"There's no one I'd rather go with."@@ Chris quietly tells you. And even though it's just a baseball game you suddenly feel a lot more enthusiastic about going. @@.yellow;"Is the homeless shelter involved in a lot of sports?"@@ @@.chris;"Hah, no. But we'll take whatever we can get. Sometimes teams do stuff like this for publicity. Honestly, our shelter is barely staying afloat year in and year out. If we didn't have so many people willing to volunteer and donate then we'd be shut down in a matter of months. So we jumped on it when a local sports organization said they wanted to gift stuff and do a whole charity drive."@@ Charity. Your parents hated charity. They always said you shouldn't give away anything for free. It was confusing, because they'd write big checks for plenty of causes. You remember your mother once explaining that everything was a transaction, and you have to make sure you get something of value for the money you give. You'd asked about the big checks. She'd laughed. She'd said that they get tax write-offs and their name gets published and it drives up business in other ways. That they'd make more money because they donated a check. [[Otherwise they never would have.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 4">>You aren't sure who's right and who's wrong. Is it morally bad to want something for what you give away? Is Chris better for devoting his career to making less money so he can help others? Or are your parents better for amassing a fortune and occasionally gifting massive amounts away, even if it's for their own benefit? Their checks definitely had a bigger impact, but it came with a quid pro quo. Maybe there's no answer. Or maybe there is, and that nobody is better or worse. Maybe – @@.chris;"You okay? You look mad."@@ @@.yellow;"No, I'm fine. Sorry, I was just thinking."@@ @@.chris;"Ah, gotcha. You got some RBF."@@ @@.yellow;"Some what?"@@ Chris suddenly clears his throat and looks embarrassed. @@.chris;"I'm sorry, that was a bad joke. I shouldn't have said that, I didn't mean it."@@ [[Now you're definitely more curious.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 5"]] @@.yellow;"What's RBF?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 5">>He clears his throat again and then mutters. @@.chris;"Resting bitch face."@@ You have to snort at that. @@.yellow;"Yeah, I've heard that before. That's funny. Do I really have resting bitch face?"@@ @@.chris;"No, definitely not. Bad joke on my part."@@ He seems even more apologetic. Chris is so different from Lyle. Lyle deliberately tries to get under your skin, to goad you and demean you. He wants you to feel insulted and degraded. And here Chris is apologizing profusely because he thinks he accidentally offended you with a joke. The two men couldn't be more different, even if neither of them are likely to ever spend money on shampoo. And yet, who did you fuck last? Lyle. Who doesn't know about your recent sexual activity? Chris. Guilt flows through you. Chris doesn't know because he wouldn't approve. He asked you once about Lyle and you lied. If Chris knew the truth he'd probably dump you right here and now. And you'd deserve it. You've kept so much from him. How hurt will he be when he learns the truth? About who and what you are, about the extents you'll go to in order to keep a secret? [[How can anyone ever trust you again?|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 6"]] More over, why should they?<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 6">>Chris fishes the tickets out of his pocket and then takes your hand. His strong grip catches your attention. The way the tendons in his forearms stick out, the way his muscles bulge. How even a t-shirt highlights every contour of his chiseled body. You feel a growing heat in the pit of your body. Am I getting turned on? It's almost an alarming thought. Looking at a dude is turning you on! What the fuck. Yeah, it's better than wallowing in guilt, but seriously. Who are you? You can smell him. His scent, always so clean. Except when you saw him last, when your bodies mingled and danced in the sheets of your bed, your thighs slick with desire and his erection hard with lust. The way – @@.chris;"You okay? You look mad again."@@ @@.yellow;"Fine,"@@ you squeak. @@.yellow;"Totally fine."@@ Chris waves his tickets at the usher checking them and the two of you continue on. @@.chris;"You hungry? I could do nachos myself."@@ Well, [[you're never going to turn down nachos.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 7">>@@.chris;"Do you want to look around a little and then get into line?"@@ @@.yellow;"Sure,"@@ you shrug back. You're not super hungry yet. Chris takes your hand, his fingers interweaving with yours. How on earth is his hand so big? Or is yours just that small? Were you always this diminutive? Chris makes a show of gesturing at a dingy table covered with red items. @@.chris;"This is my second favorite place on game day. The souvenir stand."@@ The stand is operated by a volunteer with an overly enthusiastic demeanor. @@.purple;"Can I interest you two in a season calendar? Or how about a bobblehead of Chuck Doggs?"@@ @@.chris;"We're just looking for now."@@ Chris's gentle rejection is so eloquent. You'll have to remember that one. Usually you just stammer and get awkward when faced with any social interaction that you haven't already been through a hundred times. Knowing your personality you'd end up buying half the table or something. Your muscular companion looks your way. @@.chris;"We should probably get you something, though. You can't root for the Cavalry looking like that! Want a hoodie? Or there's a hat, too."@@ [[Fuck hats.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 8"]] They always make the shape of your head look weird. <<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 8">><<AddFem 1>>Ignoring the hats, you point to something at the other end of the table. @@.yellow;"What's the tiny flag for?"@@ @@.chris;"Hah,"@@ Chris snorts. @@.chris;"Tiny flag, that's a good one. A pennant definitely works, though. You'd look really pretty holding one. Not that you don't look pretty without one. Um, nevermind. Let me just get it for you. It's my treat."@@ Comments about your appearance aside, you were being serious when you asked about the lopsided triangle's purpose. But maybe it's better if Chris doesn't know that. At least now you know that miniature flags are called pennants. You still have zero idea of what they're for. Maybe the pledge of allegiance? Right! You definitely remember that from games you've been to with your parents. Of course. Duh. So do people pledge to me when they see it, or do I wave it during the pledge? Sports are so fucking confusing. The rules never make sense. Footballs don't touch feet and baseballs don't touch bases, but basketballs touch baskets all the time. Zero fucking sense with that one. Still holding hands, you and Chris leave the souvenirs behind to go find food. @@.yellow;"Wait, you said the souvenir stand is your second favorite place here. What's first? The nacho store?"@@ @@.chris;"The field."@@ He sounds almost embarrassed. @@.chris;"I think a part of me wishes I could be out there."@@ He looks wistfully toward the baseball diamond before the two of [[you step into the line for food.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 9">>@@.yellow;"You wanted to be a pro baseball player? Or wait, a minor one?"@@ That's what they call them, right? Wait, that doesn't make sense. Why aren't they called amateurs? Zero fucking sense. @@.yellow;"Are minors still legal?"@@ Maybe the players for the Cavalry are all under age. Okay, now it's starting to make sense. @@.chris;"I played football, actually. Before I got hurt."@@ He absent-mindedly lifts one leg, his free hand reaching for his knee as if it has a brain of its own. @@.chris;"I used to dream about getting a pick six during the Super Bowl, winning the game while everyone in the stands go nuts. But now I'd do anything if it meant I could compete. Any pro sport, even. Not that my body could take it. The kickball tournament alone had me icing my knee for two days after, but it was so worth it."@@ There's a rueful smile on Chris's face, though it doesn't quite reach his eyes. The line moves and Chris nods at the cashier. @@.chris;"Hey man, nachos please. Um, make it two orders."@@ The interaction distracts you and you can't help but express your gratitude. @@.yellow;"Thanks for getting two."@@ Nothing is worse than sharing food. Nothing. @@.chris;"Are you kidding? I've seen you eat, I know better than to order one."@@ @@.yellow;"Hey!"@@ Well, he's not wrong. But still, rude. [[And when did he figure you out like that?|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 10">>Chris pays and the worker trots over to a bag of chips. You watch as he dumps two small piles into baskets and sticks both into a microwave. Once they're done he crosses to a heat lamp. It's aimed at a metal container and the worker ladles some orangeish cheese from it, pouring the thick goo onto your chips. Your parents once took you to a five star restaurant and then instantly left when they found out the water was local and not imported. If your mother saw the food here she might have a heart attack. That honestly motivates me to invite her. Though she might have the heart attack at your appearance alone. You take a bite of the still hot nachos. They're pretty good considering they're overpriced and lack any toppings whatsoever. Chris takes the lead to find your seats, with you following closely behind him as you lift chips into your mouth. @@.chris;"Are you going to save any for when we're sitting?"@@ @@.yellow;"I thought that's why you got two,"@@ you say through a mouthful of cheese. [[The withering look he shoots at you is so funny that you nearly choke on your food.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 11"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 11">><<AddBreath_Medium "cheese">>There's no sky box with its own air conditioning. There isn't even stadium seating. Instead there are bleachers that look like they belong to a public high school. Weird. Isn't Lakehill supposed to be all fancy? You'd assumed that everything associated with the town would be nice. This isn't nice. It's just… meh. @@.chris;"I thought we took long but all the good seats are still free. Guess this is our lucky day!"@@ Chris gleefully heads toward the front row of the bleachers. Okay, what the fuck? You're not a dunce. You always had pretty solid grades, but what? In a movie theatre the best seats aren’t in the front. And when your parents dragged you to the play-series-off-championship-whatever of some sport they always gloated about how they had the best, most expensive, most desired seats. And those were always up high and enclosed. So why does Chris think that the best seats are in the front row? Is he dumb? Or are you dumb? I mean, he's the former athlete. I guess he would know better than I do. But then are your parents dumb? It's so strange. You keep thinking of your childhood and how the world worked, but as an independent adult it's not the same at all. Does anyone know what they're doing? Or is every single person out there just muddling their way through life and pretending like it makes sense? [[You sit down next to Chris.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 12"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 12">>The crowd is wearing a lot of red, which you glean is the main color for the Lakehill Cavalry. Their opponent is in white, though you don't see many supporters for them in the bleachers. Within two minutes you learn three things. First, that for underage kids these players are all extraordinarily muscular. Why do so many have beards? At least one looks like he's your dad's age. Puberty these days. Second, that people are really into amateur baseball. The fans around you are positively screaming obscenities at the white uniforms. It's honestly alarming. You haven't witnessed this much passion since the finals of the Call of Deity etournament they held in Vegas. The third and final thing you learn is that this field must sell very cheap and delicious beer, because man are multiple fans already wasted. Seriously. They're drunk as fuck. One larger guy is especially vocal. Maybe he's the Cavalry's mascot or something? Though you'd think that would be a knight or a horse and not an overweight dude with a patchy beard and a shirt that says, "I'd rather be dead than wear pink" in huge blocky letters. At least it's red. But you still don't think that would be a baseball team's slogan. The white uniform hits the ball and heads for first base, eliciting a chorus of boos from those around you. Chris happily starts in on his nachos. How do people not devour their food right away? [[Your date must be the slowest eater in the world.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 13"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 13 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 13">>You polish off the last of your nachos, your fingernails scraping at the leftover cheese on the bottom of your basket. @@.chris;"Are you still hungry?"@@ Chris sounds almost amused. And skeptical. Is it possible to be both? @@.chris;"I can go get you something else."@@ Before you can reply your stomach audibly gurgles. It's impressively loud. So loud it's embarrassing. It could be worse. At least I didn't fart. @@.yellow;"I'm fine,"@@ you shrug. The handsome social worker snorts. @@.chris;"You might be the world's worst liar."@@ If he only knew. @@.chris;"C'mon, I don't mind. Let me go get you something else. What do you want? Hot dog? More nachos? They have popcorn and other snacks, too."@@ Chris is already standing up. A flare of guilt rises in you. Chris might have gotten the tickets for free, but he still used them on you. And then he paid for your food, too. In a way you feel like you're taking advantage of him. It's not like his job pays a high salary. And your expenses are relatively low, so in a way you're better off financially than he is. But on dates guys usually pay, right? But I used to be a guy. Used to be. And maybe will be again? Wait, no. You will be again. Duh. Except what happens with Chris then? You gulp and quickly make a decision. <<if $femgate gte 90>>[[Tell Chris what you want.|W8M][$control.location to "Human garbage"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $femgate gte 80>>[[Go get your own food.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 14"]] [[Tell Chris what you want.|W8M][$control.location to "Human garbage"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>[[Go get your own food.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 14"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 14 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 14">>@@.yellow;"You already paid for my nachos. Let me get this, I'm not a broke bitch."@@ You earn a laugh from Chris. @@.yellow;"Do you want anything?"@@ @@.chris;"I'm good. I already ate enough carbs today, if I have any more junk food then I'm going to need to spend all week in the gym to burn it off."@@ You can't say why, but right then Justine pops into your head. She's never met Chris. All she knows is what you've told her. Mostly about how he's nice and respectful, though she cared more about his looks. Physically he's probably her type. The guy has the muscles and size to rival Tiger. But in terms of personality you think she'd hate him. Any man who communicated concern about carbs would get only derision from her. It's kind of sad that you feel like your best friend would dislike the guy you're seeing. Shaking your head, you snap back to reality. @@.yellow;"If I see anything fat free I'll grab it for you,"@@ you tease. @@.yellow;"Maybe they'll have bottled air or something."@@ Chris gives you a mock glare. @@.chris;"Very funny."@@ @@.yellow;"Maybe they'll have deep-fried celery for you? Or I bet there's a whole lentil for baseball fans who need to watch their figures."@@ You can't help but <<if $femgate gte 91>>giggle<<else>>chuckle<</if>> as [[you walk off|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 15"]], Chris's glare still burning into your back.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 15 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 15">>There's a closer food stand than the one you went to earlier. Several people are in line ahead of you, but you shrug and decide to wait. It's not like you're going to be bummed about missing all the action of baseball. Oh no. I won't see the guy hit the ball with the stick? Heaven forbid! Maybe you can spend the whole game hanging out by the food booth, actually. The line isn't really moving. Bored and with nothing to occupy your attention, your mind once again wanders to thinking about Justine and Chris. They probably wouldn't get along. But could they? Would there ever be a future where you invite your best friend and boyfriend over to your home? You could make dinner. Chris would bring wine and Justine would bring laughs. Or maybe she'd drag along the latest guy of the week. It could be fun! At the end of the night you'd say bye to your bestie while your man lingers behind. Once she's gone you'd take him into your bedroom, eagerly tearing off his clothes. The dishes would soak while you spread your legs. Eagerly. Hungrily. Lustfully. The person at the front of the line leaves and everyone else takes one step forward. You quiet your thoughts, hoping the heat in your cheeks dies down before you need to speak. As you take the emotion out of it you find yourself analyzing the daydream a little more closely. Some future. It's a fantasy built on a lie. Would Justine and Chris stay at your side if they knew the truth about you? Could you ever come clean about who you are and still have them both in your life? Probably not. More likely that at least one, if not both of them, would reject you. "Reject" being the pleasant way of describing their reaction. [[They would hate you.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 16"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 16 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 16">>Maybe it's foolish to even dream of something so outside of the realm of possibility. Like a fish pining for wings. Or a waffle wishing it was a pancake. Yeah. You're better off spending your mental energy on the things that need it. Like the Sails. Like Janet and Lyle. Janet and Lyle. Janet alone is your biggest headache right now, but both are certainly making things difficult. You can't keep serving as their pawn. Not if you want to continue to see Chris. Sure, your time with the Sails will be over soon. But even with your limited relationship experience you know that no fairytales involve one person sleeping around on the other. Yes, it's because you're being blackmailed. But if the shoe were on the other foot you don't think you'd accept that as a response. "Oh, so they were going to ruin your life if you didn't stick your dick in random women whenever they demanded it?" Ridiculous. Maybe it only sounds far-fetched because the gender is wrong. "Oh, so they were going to ruin your life if you didn't let random dicks into your body whenever they demanded it?" Damn it, it still sounds ridiculous. You hadn't even noticed that the line had moved and it's your turn to order. @@.yellow;"Shit. Um. I'll just take some popcorn."@@ You would have preferred a sweet candy over a salty snack, but you hadn't checked out what they had ahead of time and you felt anxious about holding the line up. You pay over five dollars for a small container of popcorn. It only takes about thirty seconds after you order before [[you're walking back|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 17"]], food in hand.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 17 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 17">><<AddFem 1>>The decent thing to do would be to not cheat on Chris. Even if said cheating is against your will. The decent thing would be breaking up with him until you know you can see him and only him. But how could you make that work? It's not like you tell him you want to hit pause on the relationship. Especially since once you are free of the Sails it'll mean that your dick is back. Once you're able to emotionally commit you won't be able to physically commit. Motherfucker. Wait. Is this even a relationship? But what would that entail? You two haven't spoken about it. What would you even say if that conversation did happen? You always pictured yourself dating women, not a big black man. It hardly matters, really. No matter what your relationship status with Chris is, the whole thing doomed. It's like a loaf of bread with an expiration date. Enjoy as much as you can now, because in a month it will make you sick. And now you have to come up with an excuse for why you're tearing up. Fucking great. Are you wearing eyeliner and mascara? You can't remember what the eWardrobe did earlier. Maybe you can blame it on the popcorn. Salt makes people cry. Right? That's why tears are salty. Must be. I'm a fucking idiot. A cheating idiot. What did Lyle call you? A dumb slut? Right now you feel like one. The bleachers loom before you, like a judgmental monument erected only to pass sentence. You [[take a deep breath and wipe the back of your hand across your face.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 18"]] <<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 18 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 18">>Chris is right where you left him. His back is stiff, his eyes aimed straight ahead at the field as if he were in a staring contest with the pitcher. Your gaze wanders up and down him. He's so muscular. How did he get so strong? Even his neck looks jacked! A tendon throbs along its side. Chris's neck is more defined than your arms are. It's crazy. Though you don't think you've ever seen it flex like that. Weird. @@.chris;"Don't react."@@ At first you assume you misheard. For one thing, his voice is barely audible. For another, his comment makes zero sense. Puzzled, you gape at him. @@.yellow;"Huh?"@@ The drunk guy from earlier is still shouting things, but you pay no mind as you focus on Chris. It's not easy to make out his next words. @@.chris;"Do me a favor and don't say anything, don't turn around. Just ignore it. Please."@@ Is he being cryptic on purpose? Maybe this is a game. Oh! It's a part of baseball. Wait, that doesn't make sense either. At least he didn't say anything about your eyes. Maybe they aren't that red after all. Phew. [[You take a seat and dig into your popcorn.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 19"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 19 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 19">>Chris continues to stare straight ahead. Even his forearms are super defined. How does he do it? You can see the muscles bulging. Maybe he flexes when he's relaxing? Weird, but that could improve muscles. Right? Fuck, I don't know shit about working out. You and Justine usually spend your time getting high and eating snacks. That's probably the opposite of working out. That's, like, relaxing in. A guy in white throws a ball at a dude in red. The dude in red misses and everyone boos loudly. How many of them are drunk? @@.red;"It ain't right."@@ People sure do take sports seriously. But you sort of get that. Fans go crazy during Call of Deity tournaments, too. People love their teams. Fans get so wrapped up in victory and defeat that they identify with their team. They'll cry during an especially difficult loss and gloat during a win as if they had something to do with it. You once played with a dude who took it as a personal affront if someone else rooted for a team he disliked, as if that person's preferences somehow offended him. So strange. Chris is still acting weird. What's going on with him? @@.red;"Nasty race traitor. You'd rather fuck a monkey than a man!"@@ What a weird insult to sling at a baseball player. Sports, right? Absolutely – [[…Wait.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 20"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 20 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 20">>Your stomach drops to your feet. And it's not because of the popcorn. Turning your head, Chris makes eye contact with you. His gaze is pleading. The intent behind his words suddenly becomes crystal clear. Don't react. Do me a favor and don't say anything, don't turn around. Just ignore it. Please. He'd been asking you to let this go? How long was he dealing with it while you were gone? Obviously it started while you were getting food. You feel sick. Holy fuck. Is this happening? @@.red;"What's the matter, bitch? Nothin' to say?"@@ The voice slurs and comes closer. @@.red;"Don't you fucking ignore me, you dirty whore. When a good man talks you fucking answer."@@ A vein sticks out on Chris's forehead. He swallows, then leans in and whispers into your ear. @@.chris;"I'm sorry. But please, let this go. I'll explain later."@@ Your mouth has gone completely dry. You try to swallow but there isn't enough saliva. All you can do is [[give a small nod and stare straight ahead|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 21"]] as if a racist tirade weren't happening right behind you. Aimed right at you. Because of you. <<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 21 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 21">>@@.hotpink;"C'mon, babe, just forget it. It's not worth it. Let's watch the game. Want me to get you 'nother beer?"@@ Well, not because of you. Because of Chris. If you were here by yourself this wouldn't be happening. But even if Chris were alone he might have to deal with this. Hell, he probably has before. Probably? Definitely. Your grip tightens around his hand. Wait. When did you grab his hand? Is it to comfort him, or to draw comfort? @@.red;"No! I mean, yes, get me one. But shut the fuck up. This bitch needs to hear this. Hey, bitch! No white man will ever touch you again, girl! You're dirty forever."@@ You don't think you've ever hated a person sight unseen before, but you hate this dude. Fuck him. Fuck him so hard. Chris's jaw clenches and you wonder if his teeth are fracturing in his mouth. He must have noticed the look you were giving him, because he forcefully exhales and then gives you an insincere smile. @@.chris;"It's okay,"@@ he quietly says. @@.green;"Shut the fuck up, you racist fuck."@@ @@.red;"Stay out of this, bitch boy. Or do you like dirt dick too?"@@ [[And then Chris turns around.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 22"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 22 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 22">><<AddFem 1>>@@.chris;"Hey man, thanks for sticking up for me. That's real cool of you. Can I buy you a beer as a thank you?"@@ Chris sounds completely calm and even somehow pleasant. Like someone held the elevator for him and he's expressing gratitude, rather than thanking a stranger for telling a racist prick to shut up. @@.red;"Hey, I'm fuckin' talkin' to you boy!"@@ Chris continues as if he didn't hear anything. @@.chris;"I know they water the beer down here, so if you want something else it's cool. Still on me."@@ You can practically hear him flashing a pearly smile as he speaks. @@.red;"Fucking answer me you fucking ni- "@@ @@.chris;"I hear you, man."@@ Chris's calm voice pierces through whatever the man was going to say next, an inexorable rumbling that won't be deterred. You find yourself also turning so you can witness what comes next. @@.chris;"We all hear you. But it's not my job to talk to you. I didn't come here to fight, I came to spend time with someone I care about."@@ He shrugs. @@.chris;"It sucks that you'd rather yell at me than hang with your girl, but I can't control you or change you."@@ He turns to the other speaker again. @@.chris;"How 'bout that beer?"@@ @@.green;"Uh, sure. Later. I'm still working on this one. Uh, thanks."@@ The belligerent speaker is the large man you saw earlier, the one with the colorful slogan about dying instead of wearing pink. And [[he's practically seething with anger.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 23"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 23 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 23">>Some bullies get bored and move on if you don't react. Others see it as a challenge and escalate what they're doing. But some get nothing short of furious that their efforts aren't being rewarded. This guy packs so much hatred and rage into a stare that you find yourself shivering just for having witnessed it. You turn back to the field. It's unsettling to know that such a large amount of animosity is behind you. The next few minutes are tense, but there are no more outbursts. So that's good. Stuff continues to happen on the field. People tend to associate sports with action, but man is baseball boring. Throw ball, sometimes hit ball. Usually not hit ball. Eesh. You notice a woman returning to the bleachers, a beer in either hand. She's got this gaunt, tired look about her. For some reason she gives you an angry glare. The fuck did I do now? How are you pissing off so many people? It's like they're upset that you just exist, or something. Does she know your secret? That doesn't make sense. How could she? Why would she? You used to live with that fear on a constant basis, but lately you aren't too anxious about women deducing your gender. [[Maybe because it hasn't happened yet.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 24"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 24 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 24">>You turn your head and watch her take a seat. Oh, that's why. She's with the fat, drunk guy that was shouting stuff at Chris. Even though she was trying to stop the tirade she still directed an evil look your way. Like it's your fault that this guy is being an ass. Pfft. Somehow you think that even if you weren't here he would still be a jerkoff. He'd probably just look for a different target to take things out on. @@.red;"Can't even stay in their own fuckin' lane. Fuckin' savages. Uncivilized. That's their problem."@@ You sigh. His voice is quiet, sort of. You can barely make him out. More beer probably isn't going to soothe him, though. Drinking alcohol is clearly only amping him up. It's like throwing gasoline on a candle to distract it from the powderkeg it wants to explode. Or something. That metaphor might have gotten away from you there. The minutes pass and the comments continue. They increase both in volume and malice, a gradual progression that accelerates in pace like a truck speeding downhill. Much better metaphor than the candle one. Chris's grip tightens on your hand. But that's the only obvious reaction he has. Now that you know what's going on you can see the tension in his shoulders, the sharp cast to his face, the deliberate way his eyes stare straight ahead. To a casual observer it would look [[like Chris doesn't even hear what's happening.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 25"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 25 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 25">><<AddFem 3>>There are lulls in the vile words, typically when something is occurring on the field to draw the evil man's attention. It doesn't happen often enough, in your opinion, but the breaks are nice. At once point you whisper in Chris's ear offering to leave, but he declines with a small shake of his head. You have no idea why he would want to willingly subject himself to this, but you decide not to push the issue. For nearly two hours you sit there. By this point the man is blatantly shouting horrible things, though they're aimed at the field as often as they are at Chris. @@.red;"Go back to Africa you fucking monkey!" "You play like you're holding cock instead of a bat, you faggot!" "Attaboy! One thing you boys are good for is swinging!"@@ Except "boys" wasn't what he said. Then the game stops and people begin to stand. @@.chris;"It's the seventh inning stretch,"@@ Chris quickly tells you. @@.chris;"Like halftime, kind of. But usually in the last quarter of the game. I'm going to get some beers for that nice guy, I'll be right back."@@ You almost ask him not to go because you're afraid of what the man might do while Chris is gone, but you notice that the man and gaunt woman are both hurrying off as well. Relieved, you [[take out your phone to distract you until Chris comes back.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 26"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 26 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 26">>After a handful of minutes the man and gaunt woman return. They send cruel smiles your way as they take their seats. The smiles are short lived, however, as Chris comes back not thirty seconds after them. He beams and holds a beer out toward a youngish looking guy with a thin moustache. @@.chris;"Hey man, thanks again for earlier. Here's a beer, on me."@@ @@.green;"Oh, sure. No problem. Thanks."@@ Chris sits down next to you, an unopened water bottle in one hand. @@.chris;"The game shouldn't be too much longer."@@ @@.yellow;"Okay."@@ You aren't sure why, but [[the nasty man is less vocal for the rest of the game.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 27"]] <<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 27 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 27">>It ends with the Cavalry winning. The score wasn't even close. Chris stands up and offers you his hand. He helps you to your feet and the two of you leave the bleachers. As you head toward the parking you glance back. The two shitty people are heading this way as well, but they're a good distance behind you. You're almost surprised. You'd been expecting more conflict, but in the end nothing else happened. Chris opens the car door for you and you slip inside. He gets in and starts the car, but doesn't immediately say anything. It's only he's pulled out of the parking lot that he finally speaks. @@.chris;"I'm sorry about that."@@ You vigorously shake your head. @@.yellow;"You didn't do anything wrong,"@@ you protest. @@.yellow;"Please don't apologize."@@ @@.chris;"You're not mad?"@@ He sounds surprised. [[Now it's your turn to be surprised.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 28"]] @@.yellow;"Why would I be mad?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 28 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 28">>@@.chris;"He said some terrible stuff about you. Trust me, I've had plenty of ex-girlfriends who would have expected me to stand up for them and start a fight over shit like that."@@ @@.yellow;"Oh. I mean, I guess that makes sense."@@ Maybe it's because <<if $femgate gte 95>>you haven't been a girl for very long<<AddFem 1>><<else>>you aren't a real girl<</if>>, but you don't feel like you would ever expect that. @@.yellow;"I don't know, it wasn't really about me. Like, even when he said stuff to me it was still all about you."@@ @@.chris;"I know that,"@@ Chris sighs. @@.chris;"It happened because I was there."@@ @@.yellow;"That's not what I mean. The stuff he said, even the stuff to me, it was to get under your skin. To upset you. The words might have been about me, but it was aimed at you. So since it was aimed at you that means you get to react however you want to. I don't feel like I have a say in how you handle a situation like that. Kind of the opposite."@@ @@.chris;"Thank you."@@ His voice has a strange inflection to it. Almost strained. @@.yellow;"Can I ask why, though? Like, I don't think anyone would have blamed you if you kicked his ass. I think a lot of people were hoping for it. Dude had it coming."@@ [[Personally, you would have found it immensely gratifying to see a bully get his comeuppance.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 29"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 29 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 29">>Chris sighs. You give it a moment, but the seconds tick by and stretch into a minute. Then two. @@.yellow;"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you. You don't have to explain yourself to me."@@ @@.chris;"No, no. You're okay. Really. I'm getting my thoughts in order, I'm not upset with you."@@ More silence. The display on the radio shows a full four minutes have passed before Chris speaks again. @@.chris;"When people like that spew their hatred, the thing they want most is to be proven right. If I'd socked him it might have felt good, yeah. Really good. But imagine that. Big, angry black man hits middle-aged white dude. Doesn't matter if he deserved it, all that matters is what people remember. He'd go home and put frozen peas on his black eye and rant to his wife, his brother, to anyone who'd listen. Tell them all about how an animal attacked him, how all black people are uncivilized, how they're all violent and this is proof that black men are dangerous. If I hit him it would make me everything he wants me to be."@@ @@.yellow;"But he deserved it,"@@ [[you protest.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 30"]] @@.yellow;"You aren't an animal or uncivilized!"@@ <<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 30 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 30">>@@.chris;"It doesn't matter,"@@ Chris shrugs, a sad up and down movement of the shoulders. @@.chris;"To him, if I retaliate it isn't because he deserves it. It's because I was exactly what he said I was. He was right all along and I'm finally showing my true colors."@@ A part of you recognizes the truth in Chris's words. Or, at least, the validity of his perspective. But you feel so frustrated. What sort of world is this where bullies don't get their comeuppance? For years you let your peers harass and hurt you because you didn't have the strength to stand up to them, the power to stop them. Chris does! Chris is huge. He could literally stand up and mean mug anyone and you bet they'd back down in fear. If you had his body and muscles you would never let anyone walk all over you again. Your old high school bullies would get their asses whooped. Every last one of them. @@.chris;"Hitting him wasn't going to change his mind,"@@ Chris continues. @@.chris;"The world wouldn't get less racist because a black man punched a white man. But by being the opposite of what he said I was, by doing the opposite of what he said I would, I proved he was wrong about me. And maybe someone else who was there and on the fence about the same thoughts would see me and it might change their mind."@@ @@.yellow;"That's why you bought that other a guy drink."@@ Chris chuckles, and you're relieved to note that he's beginning to sound less tense. @@.chris;"Well, that and he was being nice by standing up for me. If someone calls you uncivilized and you hit them, you prove them right. If someone calls you uncivilized and you respond by buying a stranger a beer as a token of gratitude? Well, that sounds mighty civilized to me."@@ [[You digest this for a moment.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 31"]] <<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 31 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 31">>@@.yellow;"How much of your life is like this?"@@ @@.chris;"Like what? Dealing with racist assholes?"@@ @@.yellow;"Well, yeah, that too. But I meant having to think so much. Thinking about everything you want to do before you do it. Like, you thought through how you needed to act and what would happen if you did what you wanted. How much of your time is spent doing that?"@@ He's quiet again. @@.chris;"More than you know."@@ Neither of you speak for the rest of the car ride. You don't know what's going through Chris's mind, but [[you can imagine.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 32"]] <<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 32 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 32">>It's sometimes easy to believe that nobody in the world knows exactly what you're going through. You know you can sometimes overthink a little, and there have been instances where your mind has churned over an issue so much that a small, trivial thing ends up seeming huge and significant. For almost two months you've considered and contemplated your appearance, your demeanor, everything about you that would clue others to your gender. You've tried to fit certain expectations so that others wouldn't identify you as something else. Chris has done that his whole life. If you don't do everything correctly then people will realize you're a boy. You'd likely be fired. Your friends and acquaintances, your parents, all of them would be mad. You'd be sent to a military school instead of your dream college. If Chris doesn't do everything correctly then people will think he's a violent thug. When a large black man is identified that way there are no good outcomes. He couldn't keep being a social worker. He couldn't help others. One time your father lost his temper and punched a wall. It wasn't a big deal; someone came out the next day and fixed it. Like it never happened. If Chris loses his temper? Even once? Would the world be as forgiving? Would it move on like it never happened, or would he have a new label he could never outrun? [[The car stops in front of the cottage.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 33"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 33 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 33">><<AddKiss "Chris">>@@.yellow;"I think you handled it really well,"@@ you put your hand on Chris's forearm. @@.yellow;"You have a lot of restraint. You're a good guy."@@ Words fail you. What else is there to say? His smile doesn't reach his eyes. @@.chris;"Thanks."@@ @@.yellow;"Do you want to come inside?"@@ @@.chris;"Um."@@ He seems torn. Conflicted. @@.chris;"If it's all the same to you, I think I'll head home. I've got an early day tomorrow, and I could probably use some unwinding tonight after what happened. Maybe a long workout."@@ @@.yellow;"You could have a long workout here."@@ You can't help but flash him a flirty grin. @@.chris;"Maybe next time,"@@ he gently kisses you on the cheek. You nod and kiss him back and then [[step out of the vehicle.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 34"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 34 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 34">><<WearPajama>>Wow. A guy just rejected me. After I basically offered to <<if $femgate gte 95>><<AddFem 3>>fuck him<<elseif $femgate gte 92>><<AddFem 2>>have sex with him<<else>><<AddFem 1>>sleep with him<</if>>. Weird. Danny got rejected all the time. $name never gets rejected. You're kind of surprised to realize that you feel <<if $femgate lt 80>>a bit <</if>>slighted. You have to remind yourself that having someone shout racial obscenities at a person doesn't necessarily mean that this person will be horny later. Right. It's not all about me. You head to the eWardrobe and change into your pajamas. Maybe you'll watch a movie or something before bed. Maybe something where a jackass dies. Yeah. That sounds promising. Your phone chirps and you pick it up. [[It's a text from Chris.|W8M][$control.location to "Chris 35"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 35 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 35">>Hey. I know I wasn't the only one who had horrible stuff said to them tonight. You did too. Thanks for being there for me and for being so understanding. I want you to know that I definitely am going to be thinking about you later and I'll be regretting not taking you up on your offer. My head is somewhere else right now and I didn't want to come inside if I knew I couldn't focus on you and give you my undivided attention. I'm sorry if it came off like I was turning you down. The truth is nothing would make me happier than another night with you! With a little bounce to your step you happily text him back. Of course! No worries, we'll raincheck on it for next time<<if $femgate gte 75>><<AddFem 1>> xoxo Justine always does the Xs and Os. After you hit send you worry, though. Does it seem weird? What if he thinks you're acting strange? Or maybe it's too girly. Ahhh! Why is everything so confusing? In the end you toss your phone aside and go find something to distract yourself.<<else>>. Night!<</if>> You watch a movie and then [[head to bed.|W8T]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Human garbage ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Human garbage">><<AddFem 2>>@@.yellow;"I guess since you're offering it's okay."@@ Now you ponder aloud. This isn't an easy question answer. @@.yellow;"I'm in the mood for something sweet. The more sugar and bright colors, the better."@@ Chris raises an eyebrow. @@.chris;"Okay, that's vague. And weird. But I'm not one to judge."@@ He looks you up and down before shaking his head in confusion. As he walks away you hear him mutter, @@.chris;"One donut and I bloat for a week, but she eats enough candy for five hormonal teenagers. Life isn't fair."@@ You snort in amusement. If he thinks you eat a lot of candy then he should hang with Justine some time. It doesn't matter what that girl eats, all food decides to skip her waist and go right to breasts or ass. Or you assume it does. It's not like her boobs have grown since you've met her. Something happens on the field that elicits a chorus of yells around you. You pay no mind, drifting back into your daydream. Would Justine and Chris get along? It would be so fun to have them meet! You could make a dinner or something. Well, what would you cook? Maybe you could just order pizza. Justine would bring wine, Chris would show up with flowers. You'd all hang out and watch a movie, laughing together. Chris would go use the bathroom and Justine would tell you about how hot and amazing he is. Justine would step outside to smoke and Chris would whisper that he can't wait to get you alone and tear your clothes off. Another thing must be happening because there are more reactions all around you. One guy seems especially upset. @@.red;"It ain't right,"@@ he complains. Man, people get way too into sportsball. [[Now that you think about it|W8M][$control.location to "Human garbage 2"]], Justine might not like Chris. <<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Human garbage 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Human garbage 2">>He's a bit too straightedge. Not that you think it's a bad thing, but if he turned down a drink because of carbs or something she would probably roll her eyes and hate him immediately. And you don't think he'd like her promiscuity. You're beginning to get a sense of Chris's values and what he deems important. While you love Justine and find her amazing, you also recognize that she can rub some people the wrong way. Either you love her or you hate her, there's no in-between. Like playing as Persephone in Call of Deity. Nobody likes her kit. The only Pers players are the ones who really love her playstyle. She's divisive that way. @@.red;"Nasty bitch. You fucking race traitor! You must never have touched a real man if you fuck those monkeys."@@ That's more the fault of the devs, though. In your opinion character kits should be fun and have the potential to do well. Persephone is never fun. For anyone. If any deity on the map gets within line of sight of her then they both get strong debuffs. That includes her own teammates! You'd think she'd be a strong solo deity, but nope. She's incredibly fragile. Less so against deities and more so against everything else, as in the NPC combatants on the map. Blah. Terrible game design. @@.hotpink;"She's not worth it, babe. Want me to get you 'nother beer?"@@ @@.red;"Get two. If this stupid bitch keeps ignoring me I'm gonna dump one all over her."@@ What the fuck are these people talking about? You know baseball is a competitive game and all, but for real? Calling the players women and threatening to pour beer on them seems so bizarre. And why you even call them race traitors? As far as you can tell there's no race here. Or is sprinting a part of baseball? They are running a lot. Did one of them secretly sabotage the contest and – Oh. Oh. Your back stiffens. <<link "I am a fucking idiot." "W8M">><<set $control.location to "Human garbage 3">><</link>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Human garbage 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Human garbage 3">>Your mouth is too dry to swallow but you try anyway. @@.red;"You're a dirty fucking bitch,"@@ the angry voice shrieks again. This is not good. This is the opposite of good. This is bad. Your brain feels like it's slowing down. You've been bullied – and seen others bullied – over many things. Assumed and actual sexual orientation. Physique. Attractiveness. But as weird as it may seem, you've never really been exposed to racism. At your school back home in the city it just didn't really come up. Your peers and you were all pretty diverse, with only one thing in common; you all came from wealthy families. A lot of your classmates came from other countries. As a matter of fact, the more popular kids were often the ones who traveled frequently and were considered to be quite cultured. That didn't stop people from calling you a faggot and bullying you over your slight stature, but it did mean that your attackers could be any ethnicity. So in a weird way that's progress? Chris. What if this guy is still shouting stuff when Chris comes back? Maybe you should go find him and leave. He shouldn't have to deal with this. Neither of you do. But what will you tell him? If you tell him someone is being racist and you should leave he might want to go confront them. Maybe get into a fight. That would be bad. Chris could be arrested! Your mind races. You'd need to come up with another excuse. Shit, you're running out of time. He'll be back any minute. What will you do? <<if $femgate gte 90>>[[Keep thinking of a good excuse to get Chris away from here.|W8M][$control.location to "Human garbage 4"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>[[Keep thinking of a good excuse to get Chris away from here.|W8M][$control.location to "Human garbage 4"]] [[Go find Chris before he gets back. You'll think of something on the spot.|W8M][$control.location to "Promiscuity"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Human garbage 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Human garbage 4">>What would be a good excuse? <<if $femgate gte 75>>Maybe you could say you're on your period. Why not? You know it's an effective excuse for girls. But then what? Knowing your luck it will backfire and you'll end up with a tampon in your thing. Somehow that seems more ridiculous than having a penis up there. And, you can't help but admit to yourself, saying that would also mean no sex today with Chris. Which, like, fine. Not like you want to a bone a dude. But if things work out that way then cool. Or whatever. But periods kill that possibility. Maybe you should save the period excuse for Lyle. Well, never mind there actually. He'd just fuck your ass if you said that. Plus, you know that some day you'll have to come clean to Chris. And when that day arrives you want to be totally honest with him. So he'll know you can't get periods and then there will be loads more drama where he asks why and you're all like, "Oh, hey Chris. Racism gave me a period. Racism." Stupid.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Maybe you could tell him you're not feeling well. But what then? He'd take you home and the date would be over. That would suck. Oh, you could say you're still hungry. Wait, he's already getting food. You could say you're on your period. Nevermind, that's stupid on a variety of levels. Maybe you could pretend that your cottage is on fire. Fuck, that's even dumber than the period one.<</if>> You're still trying to think when [[Chris rejoins you on the bleachers.|W8M][$control.location to "Human garbage 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Human garbage 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Human garbage 5">>@@.chris;"Here you go."@@ Chris hands you a colorful box with a flourish, clearly pleased at finding something to your specifications. He must see something in your body language, because the pleased look vanishes off of his face. @@.chris;"What's wrong? This isn't one you hate, is it?"@@ @@.yellow;"No,"@@ you quickly try to assure him, @@.yellow;"I like these. Promise. It's, um. Just. Um."@@ How do you say the words? @@.red;"The fuckin' monkey is back. Hey monkey, where's your banana?"@@ You cringe, and Chris is too focused on you to notice what's being shouted. @@.chris;"What's going on, $name? You're acting weird. Is something wrong?"@@ Hesitating, you continue to struggle to find the words. Well, Chris is going to figure it out no matter what you say, right? @@.yellow;"Let's go,"@@ you finally mumble. @@.yellow;"I think we should leave."@@ @@.chris;"Huh?"@@ @@.red;"It ain't right. Fuckin' animals should stay with their own kind. They steal our money, they leech off of us. And now this boy is stealin' our women. It ain't right, I tell you! She dirty now, and no real man will ever want her again."@@ Chris stiffens. [[Apparently he heard that.|W8M][$control.location to "Human garbage 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Human garbage 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Human garbage 6">>His eyes lock onto yours. @@.chris;"Was this happening while I was gone?"@@ @@.yellow;"Yes. Please, Chris. Let's just leave."@@ You're afraid he'll attack the other guy or something. That jackass definitely deserves it, of course, but the last thing you want is Chris getting arrested because of you. @@.yellow;"Can we just go?"@@ Chris's face has gone blank. Totally neutral. Normally he has little lines around his eyes from smiling so much. But right now there's an inscrutable mask in place. @@.chris;"Sure."@@ He sounds calm. Too calm. @@.chris;"Let's go."@@ The two of you gather your stuff. You walk down the bleachers to a soundtrack of triumphant jeers. You do faintly hear one voice defending you and Chris, but it isn't very assertive. Chris is quiet as you two walk back to his car. And still quiet when you buckle in. And still quiet as he drives. You don't know what to say. This is foreign territory for you. The only experience you have with comforting someone is Justine, and you're pretty sure she's atypical. For one thing, Chris isn't upset because a stranger didn't flirt with him. For another, you probably won't be able to cheer him up with weed and chocolate. [[If only it were that simple.|W8M][$control.location to "Exit stage left"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Exit stage left ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Exit stage left">>@@.chris;"Are you okay?"@@ @@.yellow;"Me? I'm fine. I'm more worried about you. Are you okay?"@@ He nods. @@.chris;"Yeah. I've been through this before. I'm fine. I thought you were upset. I thought that's why you wanted to leave."@@ @@.yellow;"No, I was just worried about you. I figured we should go so you wouldn't have to listen to… that."@@ Chris nods his understanding but doesn't say anything. Tentatively, you ask, @@.yellow;"Did I do the wrong thing?"@@ @@.chris;"No. No, you didn't. I mean. I don't know,"@@ he shrugs. @@.chris;"You were looking out for me. I appreciate that. But it's not how I would have handled it."@@ @@.yellow;"What would you have done?"@@ @@.chris;"I'm not sure. Ignored him, maybe. I don't think confronting him would have worked. But running away is just as bad, sort of. It tells him that doing that worked, that if he's racist enough he can drive people away."@@ Oh. @@.yellow;"I'm sorry."@@ He shakes his head and gives you an insincere smile. @@.chris;"It's okay. Really. You had good intentions."@@ An awkward quiet takes over the car. You feel badly, like you did something wrong. Maybe you should have just let Chris deal with it. Sure, some of the comments were aimed at you, but it was really about him anyway. You thought you were trying to protect him. [[You didn't expect it to backfire.|W8M][$control.location to "Exit stage left 2"]] <<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Exit stage left 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Exit stage left 2">>@@.yellow;"Do you want to hang out a little? We don't have to end the date now. We could watch a movie or something."@@ To think here you are trying to keep a date with a dude from ending early. Man, life is weird. @@.chris;"I guess. Maybe."@@ @@.yellow;"We can watch a sports movie! Then it's like we never left the game."@@ A small smile tugs as Chris's lips. @@.chris;"Turf of Fantasies?"@@ @@.yellow;"Bless you."@@ @@.chris;"No, that's not – I didn't sneeze. It's a baseball movie,"@@ Chris laughs. @@.chris;"C'mon, you know it. 'Assemble it and they'll arrive.' You never heard that?"@@ @@.yellow;"It sounds like aliens play baseball. Oh! Is it like Star Ram? With the cartoon characters who steal the skills from all the pro athletes."@@ @@.chris;"I… no. No, $name, it isn't like Star Ram."@@ Hmmm. Too bad. [[You liked that one|W8M][$control.location to "Exit stage left 3"]], and you don't usually enjoy sports movies.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Exit stage left 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Exit stage left 3">>Some of the tension in the car has eased. The atmosphere is considerably lighter as Chris drives toward the cottage. Once inside you tell Chris to get himself comfortable on the couch. You quickly find the movie he wanted and then go bustle around for snacks before it starts. Water for him, soda for you. You can eat the candy he got for you at the game. But what about him? Hmm. Maybe an apple? Or celery or something? Well, you don't have celery. What do rabbits eat? Fuck it, you'll just bring him an apple. @@.chris;"Oh, cool. Thanks."@@ Hah, looks like the apple was the way to go after all. Although for some reason he doesn't actually bite it. The movie isn't bad. A little boring. But you can tell Chris is into it, and that's what matters. [[Once it's over you stretch.|W8M][$control.location to "Exit stage left 4"]] @@.yellow;"What do you want to do now?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Exit stage left 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Exit stage left 4">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<AddKiss "Chris">> ║ │ <<WearPajama>> ║ │ <<AddFem 2>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>@@.chris;"I should get going,"@@ Chris says as he glances at the time. @@.chris;"I have an early morning at work and I still need to hit the gym tonight."@@ He moves to get off of the couch. @@.yellow;"Are you sure you don't want to stay? We could do our own work out."@@ You quirk an eyebrow so that he knows exactly what you're implying. Chris gives you a good-natured smile. @@.chris;"As nice as that sounds, I don't feel up for it tonight. It's not you or anything,"@@ he quickly clarifies. @@.chris;"But after all that stuff at the game I'm not really in the mood. You know?"@@ @@.yellow;"Sure. I get it."@@ Chris gives you a goodbye kiss and then leaves. You do feel a little put out that he basically rejected you, but you also know that none of your experiences with bullies left you horny afterward. If he just dealt with racism then maybe the best thing for him would be letting off some steam in the gym. Hitting bags or whatever. They do that, right? Or do they only pick up heavy things and put them back down? Whatever. You change into your pajamas and then [[head to bed.|W8T]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Promiscuity ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Promiscuity">><<AddFem 1>>You hurry away from the bleachers. One last hostile comment chases after you. @@.red;"That's right, run away from a real man! Stupid – "@@ You stick your fingers in your ears to drown out the rest. Whatever he wanted to say, it doesn't matter. You don't want to hear it. @@.chris;"Hey! Are you looking for the bathrooms? They're over there."@@ Chris lifts his chin to point toward a lonely portopotti. You'd almost walked right into him. He's got a bottle of water in one hand and a brightly-colored box in the other. Seeing him standing there, looking happy and pleasant… your heart almost breaks a little. The guy can't even go to a baseball game. How much of his life is spent this way? Dodging or openly experiencing racism? You've been living as a girl for seven weeks and found it incredibly stressful, constantly worrying about being publically judged. Chris has dealt with that for decades. @@.yellow;"No, I'm okay. I just, um."@@ Quick, think of something! You can't tell him the truth. [[You need to spare his feelings.|W8M][$control.location to "Promiscuity 2"]] @@.yellow;"I missed you."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Promiscuity 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Promiscuity 2">>He chuckles. @@.chris;"I missed you too."@@ He smiles, his entire face joining in. Some people give small smiles, but this guy does it and even his eyes take part. Incredible. Chris steps closer and gives you a long, slow kiss. It's not deep. There's no tongue or anything. It's quite chaste. But it still somehow makes your heart speed up a little and your tummy flutter. It's almost tender? Maybe that's what it is. @@.chris;"C'mon, let's get back to our seats. I don't want someone to think we left and take them."@@ Shit. Your mind races again. @@.yellow;"Wait! Let's um, let's get out of here."@@ Chris gives you a puzzled look. @@.chris;"Why? Aren't you having fun?"@@ @@.yellow;"I am. I totally am. But. Um."@@ Come up with something! @@.yellow;"I miss you."@@ It sounds rather lame even as you say it. Seriously? That's the best I could come up with? A knowing expression comes over Chris. @@.chris;"Oh."@@ His voice drops in both volume and pitch. @@.chris;"Like that, huh?"@@ He chuckles again and gives you a shy grin. @@.chris;"Okay. Yeah. My place or yours?"@@ @@.yellow;"Huh? My place?"@@ He eagerly nods and adjusts what he's holding so he can take your hand in his. As he leads you to his car [[you replay what just happened.|W8M][$control.location to "Promiscuity 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Promiscuity 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Promiscuity 3">><<AddFem 2>>He thinks I want to fuck him. Oh boy. Well, you did want to come up with an excuse to leave the baseball game. Sex would do it. <<if $femgate gte 60>><<AddFem 2>>And if you're being honest you do kind of want to fuck him again. Kind of a lot.<<else>><<AddFem 1>>Well, you can't deny how appealing an idea it is.<</if>> It wasn't that long ago that the thought of having sex with any man was repulsive. But too much has happened in recent history for you to feel that way any more. Some guys aren't bad. And if you have to sex with a man then you're happy it's with Chris. Even if his dick is huge. Though maybe that's part of the appeal? You have no idea. In fact, that's part of the problem. You don't know how to make sense of your sexuality any more. It's almost easier to just avoid thinking about it. You definitely still find women attractive, but sometimes you look at a guy too and feel the same thing. Like Chris. And you're certainly capable of feeling pleasure when you have sex with a guy. Definitely capable. You idly wonder if you'll ever have an opportunity to sleep with a woman. You're still a virgin when it comes to girls. Compared to everything with the Sails that sad little fact is almost too embarrassing. Chris cheerfully opens the door for you and then trots over to the driver side. When he slides into the seat he takes a moment to pick a song on his phone. A smooth melody bursts out over the car's speakers. @@.yellow;"This is R'n'B, right?"@@ [[Chris nods enthusiastically.|W8M][$control.location to "Yes I am having fun with passage names"]] @@.chris;"Yep! See, you're learning."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Promiscuity 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Promiscuity 4" "Yes I am having fun with passage names">>It's not awful. The lyrics are about a man who's eager to see his woman later. They are quite expressive in regards to how beautiful he finds her. Or is desirable? The artist seems to use the two concepts interchangeably. You wonder if Chris picked this song for a reason. Your companion keeps one hand on the wheel. The other comes to rest your thigh. If feels strong, heavy. Powerful. You imagine <<if $femgate gte 80>><<AddFem 2>>it weighing you down, his solid strength holding you against the bed as he looks down at you. You can't move, not against someone so much stronger and heavier. Not that you want to.<<else>><<AddFem 1>>him sliding his hand up further. Up your thigh and toward your groin, cupping you there and probing you gently. You would moan and clench your thighs against his hand, the vibrations of the car ride coupling with his efforts to bring you to the edge.<</if>> @@.chris;"Are you okay? You're breathing hard."@@ @@.yellow;"Drive faster."@@ You give him a look and he meets your gaze. You don't know exactly what he sees in your eyes, but you do know one thing. [[Chris drives faster.|W8M][$control.location to "Thank you for asking"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Promiscuity 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Promiscuity 5" "Thank you for asking">><<AddKiss "Chris">>Once in the cottage you and Chris both make a beeline for your bedroom. He goes in first. You don't know why you shut the door behind you. Maybe it's symbolic for the mental barriers you keep erecting between the way your life is playing out versus the way you expected it to. Or maybe you just like it to be dark when you have sex.<<if $femgate lt 80>> In more ways than one, you wryly think.<</if>> Chris tugs off his shirt. Like usual you have to stop in your tracks and admire the vision before you. The dude's got the body of a caramel god. Your eyes trace down his abdomen, appreciating the lines that form a huge V from his waist down to his pelvis. His abs stand out, defined chunks of stomach that smugly insist they've never even seen a nacho before. Lying fucking abs. You saw him eat nachos earlier! Not even a touch ironically you think that Chris must have won the genetic lottery. He pulls down his shorts next and you remember that you should be disrobing, too. You hurry to get naked and then crawl under the covers, suddenly self-conscious. Regardless of gender you know you don't look as good as Chris does. Your stomach isn't toned or even totally flat. Not that you think your body looks bad, but you certainly don't have the physique of someone who exercises often. Chris joins you on the bed, one thick arm going to either side of your head. He lowers himself down and kisses you, a deep embrace that leaves you aching for more intimacy. [[He doesn't make you wait long.|W8M][$control.location to "Promiscuity 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Promiscuity 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Promiscuity 6">>For quite some time all you two do is kiss. The hungry, passionate kissing is deeply satisfying for you, though you don't know why. You assume Chris feels the sameway, as he isn't trying to do anything else just yet. You're both content with the current pace. The feeling of his tense stomach rubbing against your nipples is a gradual stimulation that you can't ignore. Between it and the kissing you soon find that your waist is thrusting up on its own, rising to meet Chris in a hint at the union still to come. @@.yellow;"I'm ready,"@@ you whisper into his mouth. You can feel his smile. Your legs are already spread open, your knees so far from each other that Chris could probably double-park his car there with ease. In the ever-dimming light of your bedroom it's getting harder to see more than Chris's outline. Still, you shut your eyes. You can't kiss with them open and you don't think you can do this with them open. Not yet. Not so soon. [[You loudly gasp as he pushes into you.|W8M][$control.location to "The variables are fun to name too"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Promiscuity 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Promiscuity 7" "The variables are fun to name too">><<AddSex "Chris">>You bite your lip to keep from crying out further. It was more from surprise than discomfort, really. Chris slowly eases out and back in, his movements already generating a feeling in your groin. There's no English word for the feeling. The closest might be "bliss," but you'd always associated that with an emotional state rather than a physical one. However, this is very physical. Very. The sheets ball up in your fists. When did you grab them? You open your eyes and shut them again, the bliss rapidly overtaking your body to the point that everything else is getting very far away. You're distantly aware of stimulation on your nipples. Cracking your eyes, you see Chris deftly taking his lips off of one, a single thumb on the other. Maybe that did it. Maybe it was a foregone conclusion. Later, when you're alone, you'll suddenly think about how quickly you came. How it took no foreplay to get you in the mood. How nothing but sharing kisses got you so excited that you were orgasming within a minute of sex starting. But that's later. For now, all you do is [[lose yourself in an intense orgasm.|W8M][$control.location to "Promiscuity 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Promiscuity 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Promiscuity 8">>Chris is still slowly, tenderly moving atop you when your body stops shuddering and your mind returns from wherever it went. He doesn't say anything when you eventually crack open your eyes. He doesn't need to, not when he's smiling at you like that. His smile says it all. Later, when you're alone, you'll suddenly think about that smile. You'll think about what it means, about the strong emotions hidden just below the surface of it. Of the words that you can see written on Chris's lips, even if they haven't been voiced aloud. Guilt and happiness will flood your heart and you'll wonder if anything about life will ever be simple. But that's later. For now, all you do is [[lose yourself in sex with Chris.|W8M][$control.location to "Promiscuity 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Promiscuity 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Promiscuity 9">><<AddFem 3>>You cum two more times before Chris does. His hard length inside of you, the way he feels as he pumps in and out… you reckon that you could masturbate to this memory for years. Chris grunts and his face contorts. It's funny how you know he must be feeling good even if his expression conveys torture. Wait. What does my orgasm face look like? <<if $flag.nursepaparazzi>><<AddFem 2>>And that's how even though you're laying there with Chris, you end up thinking about Lyle. About the Sails. About the picture in Janet's phone. The one of you and a criminal fucking. The one where your expression is pure joy. Ah. Now you know what your orgasm face looks like. Later, when you're alone and have time to think, you'll cry. You'll pull your knees up to your chest and sob as you realize how fucked things have gotten. You'll think about how Chris doesn't deserve any of this and how you're a horrible person. You'll hate yourself. But that's later. For now, you pull yourself back into the moment and [[share a kiss with Chris.|W8M][$control.location to "Promiscuity 10"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Later, when you're alone and masturbating to the memory of what you and Chris have done, you'll remember this. You'll end up staring in the mirror as you touch yourself. It doesn't quite work, and you end up wondering if you're always so squinty. But that's later. For now, all you do is [[share a happy kiss with Chris.|W8M][$control.location to "Promiscuity 10"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Promiscuity 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Promiscuity 10">>Chris is on his side now. You went to the bathroom to clean up the copious amount of spunk that's oozing out of you. And there's a sentence I never thought I'd say. You have a good sense of humor about it, though. Sex as a chick is nothing like sex as a dude. You used to always be so ashamed after getting off. Nowadays you're mostly just tired. When you got back to the bed Chris was still naked. And there you were, laying side by side, looking at each other. You felt self-conscious and desperately wished you could cover yourself. You'd even admitted that you feel unattractive compared to him. He'd shaken his head and kissed your fingertips, your knuckles, your wrist and… well, more. He kissed a lot more. So much that round two almost started, but you weren't sure you could handle a round two. It worked, though. You felt more comfortable and now you don't mind. If he thinks you're beautiful he might be suffering from brain damage, but whatever. Staring at your tummy ain't gonna do anything. Right? [[It's too bad things like this can't last forever.|W8M][$control.location to "Promiscuity 11"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Promiscuity 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Promiscuity 11">>@@.chris;"I should get going,"@@ Chris yawns. @@.chris;"I have an early day in the morning and I still need to hit the gym."@@ Your next words are more motivated from a desire to keep him here than actual injury. @@.yellow;"What we did wasn't enough of a workout for you? I'm hurt."@@ @@.chris;"Hah. You're amazing, babe, but we'd have to do that all night long to burn off the calories from those nachos."@@ Babe. Are you a babe? Whose babe? His babe? You used to want your own babe. You used to watch Babewatch and think, Some day one of them will be my babe. And now here you are. @@.yellow;"Okay. I'll see you later?"@@ Are you still Danny? @@.chris;"Definitely."@@ Chris kisses you goodbye. @@.chris;"Thanks for today. It was a great date."@@ He grins and you can tell he means it. Would Danny recognize you? [[Chris leaves.|W8M][$control.location to "Promiscuity 12"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Promiscuity 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Promiscuity 12">><<WearPajama>>Once he's gone you do a hygiene routine to get more thoroughly cleaned. A change of clothing and you stand in your pajamas, your feet cold on the bathroom floor. You frown at your reflection. You still see Danny there. In your face. Your cheekbones. Your jaw. Not so much in the eyes. Looking lower it's like Danny is gone. <<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $breastsize gte 29>>Your large jugs don't help. How does anyone even take you seriously with these things? They must think you're on the way to a porn shoot. And when the fuck are they going to get smaller? Sure, you need to pass as a girl still, but aren't they supposed to deflate or whatever soon?<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $breastsize gte 13>>Your small breasts are noticeable no matter what you wear. Tiny handfuls that announce, "Sup! I'm a chick, yo."<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Even without breasts your chest looks different. Your nipples poke out of the fabric – they do that a lot these days – and you know you look like a flat-chested girl rather than a boy.<</if>> Moving on, you study the flat mound of your crotch. Your thighs, which jiggle slightly when you walk. Your hairless legs, the flesh smooth and unblemished. Wherever Danny is, he's not in the bathroom. For some reason your heart breaks a little. You miss the old you. You miss being a man dreaming of a girlfriend. You miss the problems you used to have. It's like you're somebody else now. Somebody with her own life and her own problems and her own wants. You don't remember asking for this. You don't remember agreeing to swap your life for hers. You didn't consent to trade your future for hers. You fall into bed and stare at the wall. Inexplicably, it's a long time until morning. [[But that's later.|W8T]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice">><<AddKiss "Candice">><<AddFem 2>>You're still double-checking yourself in the mirror when Candice knocks at the door. @@.yellow;"You're early."@@ You weren't done checking your hair in the mirror. This stupid eWardrobe never gets rid of all of your split ends. The newer models are ten times better than the ancient machine in your bedroom. You'd kill for the one you had at home in the city, but if you're being honest you'd like it for more reasons than its ability to fix damaged hair. @@.candice;"And hello to you, too."@@ Candice is wearing a blood red polo and knee shorts. She's got a visor on, her blonde ponytail hanging out the back. Who needs makeup when you've got a smile like that? @@.yellow;"Sorry, I didn't mean it that way."@@ Good going, $name. She surprises you by leaning in and kissing you. An arm snakes around your middle and she holds you in place for a second longer. @@.candice;"It's okay."@@ Her voice is a shade husky. Did kissing you turn her on that much? @@.candice;"You still getting ready?"@@ @@.yellow;"I'm almost done,"@@ you nod. @@.candice;"Take your time. I know some girls need extra time."@@ That's a cheeky response, [[you think as you turn back toward the mirror|W8M][$control.location to "Candice 2"]]. Suddenly you let out an eek of surprise. Did she just slap my butt?<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 2">>You look back at Candice and she has a sly grin on her face. The sparkle in her eyes almost dares you to say something, but you don't. The butt slap wasn't bad, but in a way it felt almost possessive. You actually kind of liked it. Like she was saying that you're hers. The thought makes your pulse race a little. But don't dudes usually do that to their girlfriends? You feel like when movies have an ass slap it's the guy delivering it to the girl. Figures; even when you're dating a girl the other one still somehow ends up doing the guy stuff. How is it that you're finally dating a chick and yet you're the girl in the relationship? You should be the one slapping her butt, not the other way around! Catching Candice's reflection in the mirror, you can see her clearly checking you out. Somehow you feel like slapping her ass might cost you a hand. Well, she might like it. But it wouldn't have the same feel to it as when she did it to you. It wouldn't feel possessive, but more… immature? But why? Ahhh, this whole thing is frustrating. It's not even the slap, it's the whole dynamic. It's so fucking confusing. It's almost easier being a chick with a dude because even if you don't feel comfortable in that position at least you know what it entails. @@.yellow;"I'm done."@@ You announce to both her and your reflection. @@.yellow;"Are we really going to a baseball game?"@@ @@.candice;"Oh, so you did get my text? I wasn't sure since you didn't respond."@@ [[She arches one eyebrow at you.|W8M][$control.location to "Candice 3"]] <<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 3">>@@.yellow;"Oh shit, I'm sorry. My friend was talking to me and I got distracted and – "@@ Candice chuckles. Oh. Oh she isn't actually mad. Thank goodness. You exhale tension you didn't even know you were holding. For a moment there you were panicking. @@.candice;"It's fine, $name. I like that we both have jobs that keep us busy. I had a girlfriend who was always in between work and I hated it. Being on the clock is a good excuse for not texting."@@ She winks and takes your hand before tugging you toward the door. Your mind is in overdrive while you and Candice walk out of the cottage. The way she talked about that her old girlfriend… Does that make you her current girlfriend? Why girlfriend? Why not personfriend? Okay, that does sound a little stupid. But slapping your ass, the girlfriend thing, even her comment when she arrived about how "some girls" need longer to get ready. It's reinforcing the talk that you and she had last time. That she likes girls, not guys. And that if you want to be with her it has to be as $name and $name only. And, even more than that, it's like she has a type. She's... what's the word? Butch? Sort of. But she likes girlier girls. It's what she likes, what she wants. What she sees you as. You buckle your seatbelt absent-mindedly. Is this the life you want? Being the girly one in a lesbian relationship? It seemed a lot clearer in her apartment. A relationship with her was so appealing – is so appealing – and her points about what you want… well, she wasn't entirely wrong. Not then. But how much of that was alcohol and lust? [[The car starts.|W8M][$control.location to "Candice 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 4">>That night. Man, what a night. The first time you've had sex with a woman. It's too bad your penis couldn't be involved. Still, the memory of it will stick with you forever. Nothing could tarnish it. Except that I left her place early so I could slut myself up and go visit the Sails. Well, yes. That does tarnish the memory a little. Janet wanted you to prostitute yourself. <<CheckSex "Lyle" 49>><<if _isonlist>>You'd said no and then ended up fucking four guys from four different gangs just the other day. Not quite the victory in the end.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>And you'd done it. Just like that. She snapped her fingers and you jumped to obey.<</if>> Is that the life you want? Are you and Candice serious? She'd definitely consider that cheating, right? Yeah, I'm pretty sure she'd count me having sex with men as cheating. But are the two of you exclusive? That matters, right? I'm trying to justify having sex with random criminals while the girl I'm dating doesn't know. You feel sick. You told Candice your big secret, you revealed the lie you'd been living. That was supposed to be the end of it, supposed to be cathartic and making things easier. But somehow you feel guiltier than ever. Like you traded one lie for another. @@.candice;"You okay? You look like you're about to throw up."@@ @@.yellow;"I'm fine,"@@ you mumble. @@.yellow;"Just a little carsick. Anyway, I didn't know you like baseball."@@ You desperately need to [[change the subject|W8M][$control.location to "Candice 5"]], more for your own sanity than anything else.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 5">>@@.candice;"Well, I like beer and cheap hot dogs. This team plays in the minors, and I always think it's cool to see people chasing their dreams. Like, these guys aren't good enough to be pros, you know? But they're trying so hard because they're hoping a scout or someone will see. It's cool to see people fighting for something they want, even when the whole world tells them they're just not good enough."@@ @@.yellow;"And the beer and cheap hot dogs probably doesn't hurt."@@ @@.candice;"It doesn't,"@@ she admits. @@.yellow;"Do you buy tickets for minor baseball games a lot?"@@ You really, really hope that the answer is no. The only thing more boring than watching baseball is playing it. Granted, you feel that way about all sports. Except for esports, those rock. It's too bad Candice couldn't take you to a Call of Deity tournament. @@.candice;"Heh, no. I didn't even buy these ones, they were a gift. The Lakehill Cavalry was doing this local homeless initiative last winter and our center got to work with them for a while. At the end they gave us tickets for the staff only, as a kind of thank you. You know, it's really hard to accept gifts when you're in social services. There's this mindset that everything goes toward the population you're helping and if you use anything for yourself than you're a thief. So it was kind of nice to be told, specifically, this is for the employees as a thank you. Anyway, Chris and I were trying to force each other to take the tickets anyway, because we both still felt bad. He made a comment that he'd take them if he had a date, but he doesn't. And then I remembered that I do have a date, and it could be a fun time. So here we are."@@ That's interesting to know. Candice has always come across as direct, forward. It's hard to imagine her struggling with wanting something she can't have. Except for everything about her sexuality. Didn't she tell you how small the dating pool is for gay women? Before too long [[you pull up to the baseball field.|W8M][$control.location to "Candice 6"]] Time for beer and hot dogs!<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 6">>Where's the arena? Or, uh, stadium? Candice waves two tickets at an usher and the two of you walk past him. Still no arena. You were expecting a huge, sprawling stadium. This is not that. It's a field, a field that looks like it belongs to a high school. Seriously, bleachers? Shouldn't there be luxury boxes somewhere? Any time you got dragged to a pro game you'd be in a big room at the top of the stadium where there would be food and beverages ready for your family's personal use. @@.candice;"There's the concession stand. There's another one on the other side, but it's all the same food and stuff. C'mon, the line looks short here."@@ You really don't want to come off as a spoiled brat, so you keep your mouth shut. You don't think Candice will find it cute if you tell her that you were expecting air-conditioning and warm towels. The "short" line takes twenty minutes. It gives you ample time to look around, so that's good. Most of the patrons are wearing blood red shirts or jerseys. I guess that's the color of the home team. The only other consistent color choice is white and yellow. Presumably that's the other team. Eventually you and Candice make your purchases. Time to [[find your seats.|W8M][$control.location to "Candice 7"]] You've got a hot dog in one hand and a lemonade in the other. Candice has a hot dog and a beer.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 7">>She stops in front of the bleechers and gestures for you to go first. @@.candice;"Pick a spot wherever you want."@@ @@.yellow;"Um, aren't we supposed to sit in specific seats?"@@ You may not know much about sportsball, but you know that much. @@.candice;"Nah, this is the minors. It's first come first serve."@@ You can't imagine your mom and dad here. Your mom would be furious if she found out there wasn't a more expensive ticket. She always told you that if a venue charges the same price to everyone then it isn't worth going inside. She once wouldn't let you go to the movies to see Larry Cotter because the theatre had a promotion where all tickets were five dollars. You shrug and find a spot in the back corner. @@.yellow;"Is it bad that I'm not wearing dark red?"@@ @@.candice;"Yeah, if the Cavalry lose someone might dump their drink on you."@@ @@.yellow;"Really? Why didn't you tell me what to wear? If I'd have known I would have made sure I was – you're fucking with me, aren't you?"@@ @@.candice;"I'm sorry,"@@ Candice wheezes and wipes a tear of mirth from her eye. @@.candice;"You're so easy to mess with."@@ You sigh. Dating is a lot like bullying because apparently you just torture the other person with mind games. [[Evil mind games.|W8M][$control.location to "Candice 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 8">>Actually, that gives you an idea. @@.yellow;"Hey Candice,"@@ you slyly say. @@.yellow;"I saw a sign that said no visors. If anyone is wearing a visor they have to run around the field."@@ @@.candice;"Honey, you're adorable and I know you're smart, but don't be an idiot."@@ Damn it. You really thought she would fall for that. Wait, did she just call you honey? Candice puts her beer down and uses one hand to eat her hot dog. Her other hand casually reaches over and you feel her fingers intertwining with your own. It's a relaxed gesture, but being out in public like this with a girl who likes you? For some reason you blush at the physical contact. Candice likes you. You! Granted, she's into girls and there's this whole confusing thing there, but still. [[It kind of makes this whole summer worth it.|W8M][$control.location to "Candice 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 9">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<set _array to ["onions", "chilli", "mustard", "ketchup", "relish"]>> ║ │ <<set _setterString to _array.pluck()>> ║ │ <<AddBreath_Weak _setterString>> ║ │ <<set _setterString to _array.pluck()>> ║ │ <<AddBreath_Weak _setterString>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>The hot dog is surprisingly good. Candice had insisted on dousing both yours and hers in so many toppings that you couldn't even see the meat in the bun. You're more of a mustard-only sort, and you admit that you did shudder when you saw her sticking relish, onions and jalapenos onto your food. I'm going to die. Is she trying to turn you into a dragon? Because you're definitely going to be exhaling fire later. She'd laughed loudly at the face you'd made. @@.candice;"Trust me, you're going to like it. If you don't I'll buy you a new one."@@ Sitting on the bleachers and munching along, you've gotta admit that she was right. You thought she was crazy, like someone who puts pineapple on pizza. But in this case extra toppings totally works. So nothing at all like pineapple and pizza. The baseball game starts right as you finish eating. The red team throws the ball at the white team. That dude hits it and then runs to the first base. Everybody in the crowd boos. @@.yellow;"They do this for how many quarters?"@@ This is going to be like, what, an hour? Or is a quarter twenty-five minutes? Like the coin, that makes sense. Why did you think it was fifteen? @@.candice;"Innings. You're thinking of football."@@ [[Candice sips her beer and nonchalantly puts an arm over your shoulders.|W8M][$control.location to "Candice 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 10">>@@.yellow;"So it's like kickball."@@ Granted, this is boring while that was mostly fun. Mostly. You enjoyed the times where you weren't getting beamed in the face by a giant red ball. So maybe not mostly. Sometimes. Kickball was sometimes fun. @@.candice;"Pretty much. How do you not know this? Didn't you do gym growing up?"@@ @@.yellow;"Not really. I wasn't very good and I kept getting low scores for phys ed on my report card. My mom talked to the school about having me do something different so it wouldn't reflect on my grades."@@ @@.candice;"So instead of letting you get better or letting you get a bad grade your mom just pulled you out of it entirely?"@@ Candice looks like she just heard crazy psycho babbling come out of your mouth. @@.yellow;"Pretty much. I remember my dad was pissed, but I think he was angry about how bad I was and not about me not doing it. He was a track star and my mom was really good at volleyball, so they thought I should be more athletic. It was weird, though. I still had to go to the lockers and change for gym, but then they'd have me do other stuff during the class."@@ It was actually simultaneously fun and humiliating. There were always one or two girls who would also sit out, citing bad cramps. This led to your bullies mocking you about being a girl on her period. Sometimes the girls were nice enough to let you sit near them, but more often they were even crueler than the boys and would call you an ugly pussy or offer you a tampon. Looking back on it, you wonder how many people actually disliked you and how many only jumped on the bandwagon because everyone else was doing it. You did kind of get revenge, though. Some of the louder jerks liked Call of Deity, and you loved finding them in games and playing against them. One day you overheard one of them complaining that he hadn't won a game in over a week and that he didn't want to play any more. Hah! [[Who really won in the end?|W8M][$control.location to "Candice 11"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 11">>The guy in red throws another ball. It goes real fast past the other one in white. @@.candice;"Yeah, that's how you do it! Get outta here,"@@ Candice shouts down out the players. @@.yellow;"You're really into this."@@ You hadn't pegged her for such a sports fiend. She shrugs. @@.candice;"When in Rome, right? For movies you stay quiet, for games you shout. C'mon, you try."@@ @@.yellow;"What?"@@ @@.candice;"Shout something."@@ She points down at the field. @@.candice;"One more out and the Cavalry are at bat. Yell that the batter sucks."@@ @@.yellow;"I can't do – "@@ @@.candice;"$name, it's a game. Everybody is doing it. Seriously, let loose a little. Enjoy yourself."@@ You hesitate. Even in Call of Deity you try not to troll or flame anyone. Deliberately starting shit goes against every bone in your body. Most of your life shit has found you even when you didn't start it. So to go and seek it out sounds absolutely terrible. [[The thought stresses you out.|W8M][$control.location to "Candice 12"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 12">>Maybe Candice is right. You don't know. @@.yellow;"I'm kind of hungry,"@@ you mumble. @@.yellow;"Do they have candy? I saw some. I'm going to go get candy."@@ You rise up but Candice grips your hand and tugs you back down. @@.candice;"It's okay,"@@ she reassures you. @@.candice;"Hear that drunk guy behind us? He's been shouting stuff nonstop. Nobody cares. If you yell then I promise I'll go get you candy myself."@@ You haven't been this paralyzed with indecision since you first made a Call of Deity account and were tasked with picking an avatar for your profile. After quite some time you'd settled on the Odin icon. [[Shout something.|W8M][$control.location to "More human garbage"]] [[Go get a snack.|W8M][$control.location to "Candice 13"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 13 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 13">>@@.yellow;"I'll be right back."@@ You don't look her in the eye as you get up. You aren't sure why this situation is getting to you so much. There's a line at concession, though it's not as bad as when you first arrived. If you were to examine the things you've done in town in a descending order dependent on embarrassment then you wouldn't count shouting at a baseball game very high on the list. Compared to the Sails and Lyle it's actually quite tame. You couldn't image saying no to Lyle. If he were here you'd be too nervous to deny anything, especially something as trivial as yelling. He'd probably make me do it just because I wouldn't want to. Ay least with Candice she's only making me do it because – The person at the front of the line finishes ordering and then steps to the side to wait for their food. Candice only wants you to shout because you don't want to. That's the exact same motivation Lyle would have. Is that why you're so resistant to doing it? You already have one controlling person in your life. [[Is your relationship with Candice similar to your one with Lyle?|W8M][$control.location to "Candice 14"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 14 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 14">>Granted, there's a key difference here. With Candice you can actually say no. That wouldn't work if you were with Lyle. And maybe the motivation is different, too? Lyle seems hell bent on putting you down, though you have no idea why. Asserting dominance? That would explain why he always pushes you to do terrible stuff you wouldn't usually do. Candice, on the other hand, has been super keen about you embracing womanhood and enjoying who you are now. Their behavior might feel similar, but the underlying reasons couldn't be further apart. Or maybe you're just way too in your own head and overanalyzing the fuck about everything because you're happy for once and that freaks you out. A hand grips your left buttock and you shriek. @@.yellow;"Ah!"@@ Candice's arms wrap around you and you relax. @@.candice;"Hey, let's get out of here."@@ @@.yellow;"What?"@@ @@.candice;"Let's leave,"@@ she urges. Is this another controlling behavior, like before? Or are you still being a headcase about everything? More quietly, Candice purrs into your ear. @@.candice;"We could go back to my place, have a drink, relax a little. And then I could tear your clothes off and fuck you silly."@@ Oh. Well then. All right. Cool. Cool cool. @@.yellow;"Okay."@@ [[Cool.|W8M][$control.location to "Candice 15"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 15 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 15">>If a woman wants to suddenly take you home because she wants to have sex with you then you are doing things right and should not think any further about anything. Ever. That's your motto. Candice practically drags you to her car. @@.yellow;"I'm not complaining,"@@ you tell her as you buckle yourself in. @@.yellow;"But what happened? I thought you wanted to watch the baseball game?"@@ Even though you had this no thinking policy established your mouth is still rolling with the old talking policy. Stupid, stupid mouth. @@.candice;"I did. I guess I can't keep my hands off of you."@@ Am I desirable? So much so that someone wants to drop what they're doing and touch me? Candice smiles at you. @@.candice;"I see you stressing out. Calm down, $name."@@ She taps your forehead with her index finger before letting her hand fall on to your leg. Her fingers idly tap up and down, stroking up slightly against your skin. Her nails drag. The tickling sensation sends tingles to your crotch and stomach. For some reason you feel your breath hitch. In the space of a second everything feels more tactile, more intense. You're acutely aware of the pressure of her fingertips, the way they're lazily tracing circles on your inner thigh. You catch her sly smile and the way she's looking at you out of the corner of her eye. @@.yellow;"You're doing this on purpose."@@ Candice is not bothered by your accusation. @@.candice;"One hundred percent,"@@ she nods. @@.candice;"I want you so turned on that when we get to my place you can't keep your hands off of me."@@ [[This is going to be a tough car ride.|W8M][$control.location to "Candice 16"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 16 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 16">><<AddKiss "Candice">>And it is. The apartment's front door has scarcely shut before Candice's mouth is on yours. Her movements are almost frenzied, her hands seemingly everywhere on your body. You find yourself off-balance and back peddling, unprepared for the intense hunger she's displaying for you. You fall back onto her couch, but she's already hauling you back up. @@.candice;"Bedroom,"@@ she insists. She disrobes you as she pushes you toward it, your clothes falling forgotten to the floor like a trail of breadcrumbs, showing where you were and leading to where you will be. Her room is as you remember it; dark and bare, with a myriad of unlit candles surrounding the perimeter. <<AddFem 4>> This time Candice doesn't pause to light them. Instead she's pulling off the rest of your clothes until you're fully naked, your <<if $breastsize gte 41>><<AddFem 3>>heavy breasts hanging in the cool air with nothing supporting or blocking them from sight.<<elseif $breastsize gte 29>><<AddFem 2>>full breasts sitting proudly on your chest with nothing covering them.<<elseif $breastsize gte 13>><<AddFem 1>>small breasts sporting erect nipples in the cool air without a thing hiding them from sight.<<else>>bare torso covered with goosebumps and your nipples standing at attention in the cool air.<</if>> Candice doesn't even look, instead she hungrily launches herself at you, her mouth finding one of your nipples even as she knocks you back onto the bed. Before you can even fall onto the bed, she's already sucking on it. Whatever she's doing, it's making you moan. Her teeth lightly bite at you and your hips buck. Her fingers work your inner thigh and you squeeze the comforter in you grip. Her mouth moves to your other nipple while her fingers dance closer to – @@.yellow;"Oh shit."@@ [[If baseball is what gets Candice into the mood then you'll happily go to more games.|W8M][$control.location to "Candice 17"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 17 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 17">>You don't know how much later it is. When you're half-asleep the dark room looks almost pitch black. Half-asleep. That's not right. More accurately, you're half-awake. One of Candice's arms is heavy on you, and you feel comfortable in her embrace. Safe. Secure. Good. @@.yellow;"I'm sorry I didn't yell anything at the game."@@ Looking back on it, you let your insecurities about the dynamic with Lyle project onto your relationship with Candice. It's bad enough that the thing with Lyle exists and you're hiding it from her, but now it's actively impacting the way you interact with the rest of the world. You really need to do something about the Sails and your obligation toward them. @@.Candice;"It's okay."@@ You shiver as she kisses your neck. @@.candice;"I hope you know that I want you to be happy. And I really think you are, and I think you'll be even happier once you've come to terms with parts of yourself. I don't see you as a man who needs to hide who he is. I see you as a beautiful transwoman. I think part of accepting who you are is to stop trying to hide and be more willing to put yourself out there."@@ Her words hang in the air for a moment. Candice nuzzles the back of your head, soothing you as you digest what she said. Finally, she gently speaks again. @@.candice;"Have you thought about therapy at all?"@@ @@.yellow;"I dunno. Not really. I'm on my dad's insurance and he definitely doesn't think therapy is good. He thinks there are better ways to solve problems. He'd flip out if he found out I was going. Why? Do you think I need to?"@@ @@.candice;"I think you should,"@@ she corrects. @@.candice;"No matter what, the kind of thing you're going through really fucks with the head. There's a reason that you have to have a diagnosis to fully transition. It's important to have a trained professional who knows how to help you see clearly."@@ @@.yellow;"Maybe."@@ [[It isn't that simple.|W8M][$control.location to "Candice 18"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 18 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 18">>@@.candice;"Look, it's obvious you're not talking to anyone about this. You're not even really talking to me, I can tell there's so much you're not saying. So talk to someone before you go crazy."@@ @@.yellow;"Maybe. I don't know."@@ You blindly reach for your phone, finding it right where you left it on the floor near the bed. @@.yellow;"It's late. I should get going."@@ @@.candice;"Hey, don't. I'm sorry, I'll stop pushing you. I promise. Stay a little longer."@@ Her warm, bare breasts brush your back. You suppose it isn't that late, all things considered. @@.yellow;"Okay."@@ You relax and lean back into her. There's no real rush, but it does feel weird to sleep somewhere other than your bed. Well, that's why I won't sleep. I'll stay here for ten, maybe twenty more minutes and then I'll head home. [[Just a few minutes.|W8M][$control.location to "Candice 19"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 19 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 19">>You yawn and blink. Why is it so bright? Shit. Grabbing your phone, you breathe a sigh of relief. It's only six, so you have plenty of time to get ready for work. @@.yellow;"Hey,"@@ you shake Candice's sleeping body. Her torso is still nude and close to yours, one of her arms heavy on your hip. @@.candice;"Wha? Oh. What time is it?"@@ @@.yellow;"Six. Can you drive me home so I can get ready for work?"@@ @@.candice;"Yeah, give me a second. I'll throw on some clothes."@@ @@.yellow;"Shit, where are the rest of mine? Are they still out in your hallway?"@@ @@.candice;"I think so."@@ You gather up everything, putting each item on as you find them. By the time you're done Candice has thrown on a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt. The way her nipples tent her shirt makes it obvious she isn't wearing a bra. You blush, remembering what she did to your own nipples the night before. She grabs her car keys and [[you leave Candice's apartment.|W8M][$control.location to "Candice 20"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 20 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 20">>@@.candice;"Are you in a rush to get home?"@@ @@.yellow;"Not really, I guess. As long as I'm back by seven I should have plenty of time to get ready."@@ @@.candice;"Wanna stop for coffee and a bagel? There's a barista stand four streets down."@@ @@.yellow;"Okay."@@ You're both too sleepy to talk much. Candice doesn't live close to the store so you don't have to worry about her rolling up to Justine's coffeestand. It's nice to settle back into the seat and let the early morning light gradually wake you up. There's no line for coffee, so you have to quickly think of what you want on the spot. Normally Justine picks your choices for you so you aren't used to actually ordering caffeine. @@.candice;"I'll have an Americano and an everything bagel, she wants,"@@ Candice pauses to look at you. @@.yellow;"Um. Just a latte and a plain bagel is fine."@@ @@.candice;"A latte and a plain bagel,"@@ Candice repeats. You belatedly look for your wallet, but Candice waves it off and tells you that [[she'll pay.|W8M][$control.location to "Candice 21"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 21 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 21">><<set $temp.switch1 to true>><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">>@@.yellow;"Thanks for breakfast."@@ @@.candice;"Any time. You're a cheap date."@@ She winks and takes another bite of bagel. When Candice parks in front of the cottage the two of you exchange a rather chaste goodbye kiss. You're too self-conscious of your coffee-flavored morning breath. @@.candice;"I had fun last night."@@ @@.yellow;"Me too. Thanks for the good time."@@ This time you don't resist the deep kiss at all. Humming happily to yourself, you leave her car and [[go inside your cottage.|W8T]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ More human garbage ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "More human garbage">>Yeah. Why not? She isn't wrong about how other people in the stands are hurling abuse down at the field. Okay. You got this. Nobody will care. It's not like one of the athletic players is going to hear you and then come beat your ass. Probably. @@.candice;"Say something about the batter,"@@ Candice urges. Okay. Let's do this. @@.yellow;"Your batter sucks,"@@ you holler. Your blonde companion grins. @@.candice;"Yeah, that's right!"@@ @@.yellow;"I bet it doesn't even taste good,"@@ you continue. You stand up, getting kind of into it. @@.candice;"Yeah – wait, what?"@@ @@.yellow;"I bet when you finish cooking everyone says it's shit!"@@ You sit back down, pleased with yourself. Candice's mouth is hanging open. @@.yellow;"How was that?"@@ @@.candice;"I don't… that was a joke right?"@@ @@.yellow;"The only joke is that shit you call ingredients,"@@ [[you yell at the top of your lungs.|W8M][$control.location to "More human garbage 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ More human garbage 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "More human garbage 2">>@@.candice;"I can't."@@ Candice covers her face with her palm. @@.yellow;"What?"@@ @@.candice;"Nothing, $name. Just… nothing."@@ Your stomach gurgles. @@.yellow;"When is halftime? I want to get a snack."@@ You wish you'd gotten candy earlier. But Candice did say that she'd go if you shouted. You feel badly holding her to that, though. She seem confused by your insults. @@.candice;"There isn't one. There's the seventh inning stretch."@@ @@.yellow;"And we're on which one? Three?"@@ @@.candice;"We are now at the bottom of the first."@@ @@.yellow;"The bottom?"@@ @@.candice;"It's… nevermind. What do you want? I'll go get it."@@ [[Give her your order.|W8M][$control.location to "More human garbage 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ More human garbage 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "More human garbage 3">><<AddKiss "Candice">>@@.candice;"How do you eat that much sugar? You're not a twelve-year-old boy."@@ @@.yellow;"I like it."@@ The words come out a tad defensively. Candice rolls her eyes. @@.candice;"Fine, be right back. Keep your sexy butt right here."@@ She kisses you on the lips and then struts off. Her confidence is so impressive. How is she always so sure of herself? You wish you could be like that. @@.red;"It ain't right."@@ She wasn't wrong about that drunk guy, either. He really has been yelling this whole time. If he's like this here then you can't imagine how bad he'd be at a pro sports game. @@.red;"It's called Adam and Eve, you filthy dike, not Madam and Eve!"@@ What a weird insult for a baseball player, why would they – . Oh. [[Your stomach knots up.|W8M][$control.location to "More human garbage 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ More human garbage 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "More human garbage 4">>Most of your life your tactic for dealing with bullies is to ignore them and hope that they get bored with you. It didn't always work. In fact, it usually didn't. But sometimes it did. Now is not one of those times. @@.red;"What's the matter, bitch? Nothin' to say?"@@ The voice gets closer. And angrier. @@.red;"Don't you fucking ignore me, dyke. When men talk you fucking answer."@@ His breath is hot on your neck. @@.hotpink;"C'mon, babe, just forget it. It's not worth it. Let's watch the game. Want me to get you 'nother beer?"@@ @@.red;"No! I mean, yes, get me one. But these bitches need to learn their lesson. Maybe they just haven't had dick right. Maybe after the game I should show them both what dick feels like until they learn to like it."@@ @@.green;"Did you just fucking threaten to rape them?"@@ A third voice chimes in. @@.red;"Stay out of this, bitch boy. Or I'll fuck you, too, you fucking faggot."@@ [[Your heart is hammering in your chest.|W8M][$control.location to "More human garbage 5"]] Why is this happening? You're supposed to be on a simple date.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ More human garbage 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "More human garbage 5">>@@.green;"Man, I'll call security on you if you say one more thing, you ignorant piece of trash."@@ Then more kindly, @@.green;"Hey, are you okay?"@@ Yellow movement at the end of the bleachers catches your eye. Candice. The smile on her face disappears as she makes eye contact with you. Her expression goes from amused to quizzical. Before she's even sitting down she's whispering, @@.candice;"You okay?"@@ @@.red;"Oh look, the man-bitch is back. Hey, man-bitch, why don't you and your slut get out of here before you poison our children's minds with your sin."@@ Candice stiffens, her face hardening. @@.green;"Hey, he's been saying nasty stuff since you left and threatened you and your girlfriend. Want me to call the cops? I'll tell them everything he said."@@ Candice looks behind you. @@.candice;"No, thank you anyway."@@ She nods at the nice voice and then turns her full attention to someone else. Her gaze is absolutely murderous. @@.candice;"If you say one more thing,"@@ she breathes, @@.candice;"I am going to rip off your balls and cram then down your throat. No, you shut up. You listen. I don't care how pathetic your life is that you need validation by tearing down others. I don't care that your dad beat you or that your uncle molested you. I don't give a shit that your job is firing people and you're worried about your next paycheck. None of your problems matter to me. Or to anyone else. But if you say one more fucking word to me or to my girlfriend I am going to make sure I'm the last woman to ever touch your dick. And when I've ripped it off I'm going to throw it down there in case they want to play ball with it. But we both know it won't be big enough for that."@@ [[There is indignant, outraged gurgling behind you.|W8M][$control.location to "More human garbage 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ More human garbage 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "More human garbage 6">>You gasp and flinch at the unexpected contact. But it isn't physical force. It's cold and wet, dumped all over you. Confused, you belatedly realize it's beer. Someone has poured beer all over you. Candice howls and launches herself up the bleachers, the rage on her face absolutely terrifying. And then it's chaos. Lots of people are shouting, someone offering you a tiny napkin to clean up with. You must have fallen out of your seat. Your butt is on the floor, right next to your half-finished lemonade and the empty hot dog container. For the first time you see your heckler. He's got a beer gut and a beard. His red shirt says "I'd rather be dead than wear pink" in big block letters. A tired, gaunt woman at his side is holding one of his arms down. An older woman is doing something similar for Candice. Both Candice and him seem desperate to kill each other. @@.orange;"Go,"@@ the older woman insists. @@.orange;"I've called the police. Go cool off and they'll arrest him for assault."@@ @@.red;"Fuck all of you,"@@ the man screams. He and the gaunt woman suddenly flee down the bleachers, spitting at anyone that gets in their way. The other baseball fans seem more wary of the flying saliva than they are concerned with stopping him. @@.red;"You're all going to hell, you faggot loving fucks,"@@ the man shouts as he runs toward the parking lot. Candice is panting, her chest rising and falling with the wrath she never got to let out. [[And then she looks at you.|W8M][$control.location to "More human garbage 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ More human garbage 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "More human garbage 7">>@@.candice;"Are you okay?"@@ @@.yellow;"Yeah,"@@ Your voice is lost in the ongoing tumult around you. @@.candice;"Come on. Let's get out of here."@@ Candice thanks the older woman for intervening while you wring beer out of your hair. The field has a portopotti instead of a restroom so there's nowhere for you to get a mirror or paper towels. @@.candice;"I'm so sorry that happened to you. Are you okay?"@@ @@.yellow;"I think so. All things considered I'm all right."@@ It could have gotten violent. So when you look at in that light you feel like things could have been worse. @@.yellow;"I'm sorry, too."@@ For a moment Candice forgets to be mad and instead is confused. @@.candice;"You're sorry? For what? You didn't do anything wrong."@@ The anger returns. @@.candice;"Neither of us did."@@ @@.yellow;"Is it always like that?"@@ [[You buckle the car seat.|W8M][$control.location to "More human garbage 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ More human garbage 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "More human garbage 8">>@@.candice;"Like what? That asshole back there?"@@ You nod. @@.candice;"Sometimes. Most of the times it's okay. But there can be stares or comments. That's the third worst I've ever seen it."@@ The third? Fuck. @@.yellow;"I'm sorry,"@@ you repeat. @@.candice;"$name, stop. You have nothing to apologize for. You didn't do anything wr– "@@ @@.yellow;"You have to deal with people like that all the time. You said so yourself. I don't and, and there are men who want to be women who risk shit like that every time they go out in public, just for being who they are. I've been afraid people will figure me out, but I knew if I could pass as a girl it would be fine. I didn't… I haven't been treated like that since I was a guy."@@ Actually, wow. As Danny you were bullied all the time. Since becoming $name it hasn't happened. Sure, Lyle's behavior toward you isn't positive, but that's closer to abuse than bullying. And it has less to do with your identity and more with him being a fucking psycho. @@.candice;"I've been thinking about that,"@@ Candice admits. @@.candice;"If you were a man pretending to be a woman only because you wanted to work a retail job, then I'd say there's something wrong here. People in the LGBT population have struggled for years to be treated seriously. So if people found out that you lied about your gender for a job or a shot at college then they'd be pissed. But if they found out you lied about your gender because you were in the wrong body, then they would get it."@@ [[You frown.|W8M][$control.location to "More Candice"]] A guy pretending to be a chick for a store job is exactly what you are. Or is Candice suggesting you lie? No, she isn't. She wants this to be the truth for you.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ More Candice ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "More Candice">>@@.yellow;"No matter what, this started out with me lying for a job."@@ @@.candice;"I don't believe that's true,"@@ Candice shakes her head. @@.candice;"$name, you're a woman. Maybe you didn't always know it, but I truly believe it's who you are. And I think there's a reason you went along with it instead of speaking up at literally any point."@@ You don't know what to say. Of course Candice would think that. She made it pretty clear that the only scenario where you two are together is one where you are both women. And here you are, together. But is she right? @@.candice;"You're a young woman who somehow transitioned very fast, though I still think you must have been on hormones for a good six months or so. You had an opportunity to live a better life and you took it. There's nothing wrong with that. You're a woman who was born a man. And that's okay, too. Let yourself be happy."@@ She speaks with so much conviction. No, that's not it. Finality. Yeah, that's more accurate. It's like [[she doesn't consider the possibility that you could ever want to be Danny again.|W8M][$control.location to "More Candice 2"]] <<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ More Candice 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "More Candice 2">>@@.candice;"If you were to end the summer with turning back into a man, then yeah, I'd say you're spitting in the face of every gay and trans person who's ever walked the earth. I know you're still confused about some things. I'm here for you. And I know we'll get through it together."@@ You shiver. According to Candice you either stay a girl or you somehow offend an entire movement. Talk about pressure. Doesn't she understand how huge and weird this all is? Or maybe she does. She might be as insecure as you are but it's manifesting in different ways. She's a gay woman who fell for a guy masquerading as a girl. Given her rocky love history there's probably a whole lot going on in her head, too. She's pushing for a future where both of you are happy and neither of you question your choices. And the only one where that happens is one where you self-identified as a woman all along. Fuck man, you thought you were going to a baseball game. What a night. Candice is quiet for the rest of the drive. Both of you have enough to think about that conversation isn't necessary. Once you get to her apartment the tension between you dissipates, so that's nice. She goes from trying to convince you to trying to take care of you. @@.candice;"C'mon. I'll get a shower going."@@ She leads you down the hallway into bathroom. Candice turns on the water and then gently undresses you. And somewhere along the way [[she starts kissing you.|W8M][$control.location to "More Candice 3"]] @@.candice;"I like the taste of beer,"@@ she whispers, her lips stubbornly clinging to yours for as long as possible as she pulls away.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ More Candice 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "More Candice 3">><<AddOral "Candice">>As far as demonstrations go, proving a love for beer by kissing every inch of booze-soaked skin is fairly effective. True to her word, Candice takes her time going up and down your body. She pauses once when steam from the shower starts filling up the bathroom. You let her push into the tub, staying under the hot stream as it cleanses your body. Once she's as naked as you are she steps in to join you. Her kisses pick up where they left off. Soon she's settling onto her knees to better kiss your waist and thighs. You gasp at the conflicting sensation of hot water on your back and cool lips on your front. Candice's blond hair is soon soaked, hanging like heavy tendrils on her shoulders and across her chin. She absent-mindedly moves it out of the way, her real focus on her tongue. Your focus is on it too. @@.yellow;"Ahhh,"@@ you sigh when she plunges it into you. Your legs wobble a bit and you almost lose your balance. You're forced to reach out and shove a hand against the shower wall just to stay upright. [[And then Candice raises a finger to join her tongue.|W8M][$control.location to "More Candice 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ More Candice 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "More Candice 4">><<AddSex "Candice">><<AddFem 3>>If you weren't already supporting your body weight you would have collapsed right then and there. The water runs down your body in rivulets. Your thighs are slick, and the water washes away all evidence of your arousal even as your body creates new proof of your excitement. You shake and shudder. Under Candice's attentive efforts – seriously, how does she magically know every spot to touch and stimulate – you feel yourself being driven to climax. Like the penultimate scene in a movie you find it impossible to stop it or slow it down. Heat and darkness engulf you, comingling as if they were always meant to. Your toes curl, your eyes roll back. And in between every atom cries out at once, a resounding and empathetic yes. Even later you couldn't quite tell what exactly the question was, but there is zero doubt as to your answer. Your senses return and you find Candice holding you up. Your legs are jelly. The bulk of your body weight is on her. @@.yellow;"I'm okay,"@@ you murmur. Your tongue is thick and clumsy, as if you haven't used it in years. Despite the water all around you your mouth feels dry. Dehydrated. @@.candice;"Really? Only okay?"@@ You place the words as teasing, but you're in no position to banter back and forth. [[You let the hot spray gradually refreshen you.|W8M][$control.location to "More Candice 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ More Candice 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "More Candice 5">>@@.yellow;"I should um – should I do you now?"@@ Candice shakes her head empathetically. @@.candice;"Don't worry about it. After how our date went my only concern is making you feel good. Here, let me get some soap."@@ Being in someone else's shower is like trying to put on someone else's pants. You have a general idea of how the overall process will go, but the fit and feel of everything is off. A sparse amount of products dot the tub's outline. You wonder if Candice is one of those people who uses a bathroom for hygiene instead of an eWardrobe. It's not too unusual to see that among those who are less affluent. You wouldn't judge her for it. It could also be a personal choice, though. There's a lot I don't know about her. Her tongue has been in two of your holes and you still don't know her favorite color. Weird. Very weird. Candice triumphantly holds up a white bar. Rather than give it to you she gently scrubs it along your shoulders. It's surprisingly difficult to relax and let someone else bathe you. You've never been… what's the word? Pampered? Maybe. Doted on? You don't know. Either way, it's not easy to just let go and let someone else do all the work. But it's nice. Is that what a future with Candice would look like? Her taking care of you? What would you offer her? You doubt she would get much use out of your video game skills. @@.candice;"It's in your hair, too."@@ She reaches for another product. @@.candice;"Here, I've got some nice stuff."@@ Sighing, you [[close your eyes and let Candice clean you up.|W8M][$control.location to "More Candice 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ More Candice 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "More Candice 6">>Under Candice's diligent eye your hair is carefully cleaned. As a guy you'd have just used shampoo and conditioner. Beer in your hair isn't great, but it's not the end of the world. Apparently it's a bigger deal for women. She's out of the shower first. She runs off to get you a clean towel, returning with one as well as a bathrobe. @@.candice;"Sorry I didn't clean these first,"@@ Candice says when her arms are full of your clothes. @@.candice;"I got distracted."@@ Her impish smile brings a heat to your cheeks. @@.yellow;"It's okay."@@ The white robe is slightly big on you, likely due to Candice's height. @@.candice;"I can put them in now and you can hang out, if you want. Or, if you want me to just take you home I understand."@@ Her words are almost too casual. You're not sure. What would staying entail? Would there be more sex? Would Candice try again to convince you that you're a transwoman? Both? This is all so confusing. If you went along with her, what would life as a lesbian transwoman look like? It's almost absurd to think about, but the incident at the baseball game was eye opening. If the choice is yours, then what matters? <<if $femgate gte 90>>[[Stay with her. You don't want to be alone right now.|W8M][$control.location to "More Candice 7"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $femgate gte 80>>[[Stay a while. But ask Candice not to talk about anything serious for the rest of the night.|W8M][$control.location to "More Candice 7"]] [[Fighting off a yawn, ask her to take you home. Maybe it's the post-orgasm sleepiness, but you're tired.|W8M][$control.location to "Less Candice"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>[[After everything you're feeling rather tired. Head home. This has been too crazy as a Monday to keep going.|W8M][$control.location to "Less Candice"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ More Candice 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "More Candice 7">>@@.candice;"I promise, no more intense talks or anything. Let's hang out and watch TV or something. Do you like Peter's Pizza?"@@ @@.yellow;"Thanks. And fuck yes I do. His kids are hilarious. Did you see the other show that Peter's voice actor did? Shooter?"@@ @@.candice;"I don't think so. Is it on cable? I usually just watch whatever's on."@@ @@.yellow;"Oh, you're missing out."@@ Candice goes to the fridge and comes back with two light beers. You wave away the one she offers you. @@.yellow;"I think I've had enough beer today."@@ @@.candice;"Right. Shit. I don't know what I was thinking. Sorry."@@ She sits next to you on the couch. She's close. Very close. After a couple of seconds she's looping an arm around your shoulders and resting a leg on your knees. You stay there until your clothes are done in the wash. Relaxed and in good spirits, [[Candice takes you home.|W8M][$control.location to "More Candice 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ More Candice 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "More Candice 8">><<WearPajama>>You say goodbye with a flirty kiss and then wave while she drives away. First stop is the eWardrobe. A hygiene routine and one change of clothes later and you feel clean again. Yawning, [[you head to bed.|W8T]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Less Candice ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Less Candice">><<WearPajama>><<AddFem 1>>@@.candice;"Not a problem,"@@ Candice cheerfully chirps. You wonder if she's being sincere. @@.candice;"You can wear the bathrobe in the car, it's not like anyone will see."@@ She finds a plastic bag to shove your clothes into you while you finish wringing your hair dry. Neither of you speak until the car is moving. @@.yellow;"I'm sorry,"@@ you begin. At the same time, Candice says, @@.candice;"I'm sorry."@@ You both chuckle a little and then you wave your hand to let her go first. @@.candice;"I'm sorry our date didn't go better and that you had to deal with that asshole. I hope you'll let me make it up to you. Unless you don't want to."@@ She doesn't say "unless you don't want to see me anymore" but you can feel that it's implied. @@.yellow;"It's not your fault,"@@ you tell her. @@.yellow;"And it's okay. I like you. A lot. You deserve someone who knows who they are. I think I want to figure things out a little more."@@ You stifle a yawn. @@.yellow;"And sleep. Are you tired? I'm always so tired after… ya know. But I do want to keep seeing you while I figure things out. If that's okay?"@@ It's probably not the answer she most wanted, but she nods anyway. You two exchange a brief kiss when the car stops, and then you head into your cottage. You use the eWardrobe to do a hygiene routine and then you get into your pajamas. Although the hour is still somewhat early, you crawl into bed anyway. One hand wanders down, perhaps trying to see if it can replicate what Candice's hand did earlier. How did she know exactly where to touch? Stroking and petting yourself eventually leads to another orgasm, albeit one lesser in power and sensuality. It leaves you in another stupor, and from there [[you fall asleep.|W8T]]<</daypassage>>

<<daypassage>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails">>You were tempted to not show up, but the thought of Janet taking your defiance out on Justine – or anyone else you cared about – got you moving. When you get to the clubhouse Janet is smoking a cigarette in the parking lot. @@.janet;"About time."@@ She looks you up and down. @@.janet;"That won't do, come on."@@ She turns but instead of heading inside the clubhouse she walks around the back. You gulp and follow her, unsure of where she's taking you. What won't do? Your body? Your clothes? Behind the building she pulls open a door and gestures for you to get inside. You step in and recognize where you are immediately. You're in the hallway that Lyle led you through when he fucked your ass several weeks back. The memory alone makes your butt clench. Thankfully, Janet takes you to a different room this time. It's small, with a tiny single bed in one corner and a chair in the other. On top of the chair is a box of clothes. @@.janet;"Get dressed,"@@ she nods at the box. <<if $current_outfit.id eq "work_storenew">><<AddFem 4>>@@.janet;"You look like trailer trash. @@<<else>><<AddFem 2>>@@.janet;"You look frumpy in those clothes.@@<</if>>@@.janet; The stuff in the box should all fit, I got your size data from Camilla. I had the laundry's eWardrobe make everything to your size."@@ The laundry has an eWardrobe? For that matter, why the fuck does she even own a laundry? It never occurred to you, but shouldn't it be obsolete? Unless she has some other reason to run it? Whatever, her business isn't your problem. [[You look in the box of clothes.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 2">><<if $flag.cooperation>><<AddFem 2>><<WearOutfit "custom_sail_girl">>There's a tiny pair of jean shorts, a black thong, a matching bra, and a small black top. I guess it could be worse. Not that you're grateful to her, but she could have dressed you up like a biker whore. Maybe she isn't pure evil. <<ShowImage "danny-sailgirl" 630>> You strip off your clothes and then pull on the thong, then the bra. Next are the shorts, and then finally the top.<<else>><<AddFem 6>><<WearOutfit "custom_sail_slut">>There's a tiny pair of black leather shorts, a black thong that's so teeny it might as well be a g-string or a piece of hair, and a sleeveless leather vest that looks like it'll be too small to actually zip up over your breasts. Great, everything is made for a slutty dwarf. And to top it off, there's no bra. <<ShowImage "danny-sailslut" 630>> You start to tell Janet that she can't be serious, but the words die on your tongue at the look she gives you. @@.janet;"Let's go."@@ She snaps her fingers. You gulp and strip off your clothes, before pulling on the thong and then the shorts. The shorts hug your crotch snugly, and show off so much leg you may as well be naked. The vest does zip up over you, thank god, but only barely, and your chest strains against the tight leather so obviously that it's hard to look away from your bosom as it heaves up and down.<</if>> You put your work clothes in the cardboard box and then spot a pair of cheap flip-flops next to the bed. You slip your feet into them. @@.janet;"The rest of your crap, too."@@ You sigh and then put your shoes, phone, and everything else into the box. Janet picks it up. @@.janet;"Stay here, I'm gonna put this in the back. This room doesn't have a lock, and I don't trust any of these assholes not to take somethin'."@@ She leaves with your stuff. You shift in place uncomfortably. Janet has more than your clothes and phone, she also has your wallet and the keys to the cottage. Why did I let her take everything? What if she doesn't give it back to you? That's probably why she took it, to make me play along.<<if $fem lt 720>> Now that you think about it, she doesn't trust her own people? Yeah, they're criminals, but they all hop to her command. You decide it was probably a lie she told you to just make you give in.<</if>> [[By the time Janet returns you've had plenty of time to regret letting her take your stuff away.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails 3"]] @@.yellow;"Can we just get this over with?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 3">>She snorts. @@.janet;"Well aren't you eager to ride dick."@@ You wish you were strong enough to ignore her, but you don't like what she's implying. @@.yellow;"Not at all,"@@ you snap. @@.yellow;"But the sooner we do this the sooner I can leave."@@ You sigh. You can't believe you've agreed to this shit. @@.yellow;"One dude, real fast, then I'm gone."@@ You're reminding yourself as much as her. She shakes her head. @@.janet;"Three dudes."@@ She holds up three fingers to emphasize the statement. @@.yellow;"What?"@@ It comes out like an exclamation. What the fuck? No! @@.janet;"You're not leaving here until you fuck three of our boys."@@ She's casual enough that you'd think she were giving you a grocery list. Panic rises in you. It was bad enough to agree to have sex with one guy, but after what Lyle's done to you it didn't seem that terrible. Sex with a guy and you're back to your old life. But three?! @@.yellow;"That wasn't part of the deal."@@ She squints, and her mouth twists with anger. @@.janet;"I decide what the deal is, not you."@@ @@.yellow;"Well,"@@ you gulp, @@.yellow;"I won't do that. One guy is bad enough, I won't do three."@@ You try to cross your arms over your chest to show you aren't backing down, but the gesture just reminds you of your modified breasts. Self-conscious, [[you drop them back down to your sides.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 4">><<AddFem 12>>She leans in closely. @@.janet;"Think this through for a second, sweetie. One guy bragging about your snatch just sounds like a blowhard. But three? That's a reputation right there. Three means the girl is a known commodity, a community slut."@@ You still aren't convinced, and Janet can tell. Her tone changes from cajoling to unsympathetic. @@.janet;"What are you going to do? Refuse and leave? Then what? You've still got that pretty little slit there. That won't go away until I say so. Unless you planned on keeping it. But what's more likely is that I text Camilla and give her some new instructions on what to do with your friend. Your call, tits. Bang these boys, or keep your gash and lose your friend."@@ She's threatening Justine. You hate this woman, you hate her so badly. Defiance never seems to work with her. Your best bet is to out-logic her. @@.yellow;"Won't Lyle be mad?"@@ She snorts again. @@.janet;"Lyle won't be upset, he doesn't care about you. You're just a piece to him. If his boys want to use you they can, or he'd make it clear to all of you they can't, trust me."@@ She rolls her eyes at you. @@.janet;"As if he'd give a shit about a windtrap. Think about it,"@@ she wheedles again. @@.janet;"If the rumor about your dick hits him, but he also hears his boys fucked your pussy, what will he think? This way he'll believe his boys. He won't be mad about your junk, he'll just think the rumor is bullshit and shrug it off. He might be mad they got your goods before he did, and he might get a little keen to test out the pussy out if he hears it's good, but that's between you and him."@@ With every word she utters your horror grows. @@.janet;"You're going to fuck three of our boys. Tonight. Then you deal with Lyle when he gets back, however you wanna. After that you and I will talk about what comes next."@@ Your heart falls. She's right. [[You don't have a choice.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 5">><<AddFem 6>>@@.janet;"Don't you dare cry. You'll smear your makeup. Actually, I think Cappy likes criers, so go ahead and bawl if you want, and I'll go get him."@@ You sniffle and choke back a sob, refusing to satisfy the mean comments. @@.janet;"No? Then come on."@@ You follow Janet out of the room and down the hall. She opens the door to the clubhouse's main room, but doesn't fully enter. @@.janet;"Pick one."@@ Her hand sweeps in a wide gesture across the room, as if she ware a car salesman encouraging you to inspect her wares. There's three men in the room already, so it looks like your selection is decided, you just get to pick the order. You don't recognize any of them, but it's not like you've tried to get to know any of the Sails. The first one reminds you a bit of Benny, your coworker from the store. The Sail is large in size and girth, with a pair of glasses that must be a bad prescription because he squints at everything that's more than two feet away. His red hair leads to two thick muttonchops that end right before his mouth. He sits at the bar, swigging on a beer like he's dehydrated in the desert and he just found an oasis. The second man is so lean and wiry you'd almost call him scrawny. He's older, with a cigarette in his mouth that's half-forgotten judging by the long tendril of burnt stick that hasn't been ashed yet. An old ePhone is in his hands, and he scowls angrily at it. Stains on his shirt suggest he hasn't changed clothes in a few days. The last guy in the room is napping in a chair with his feet propped up on another. A newspaper covers his face, so you can't get a good look at his features, but he looks relatively average. His jeans seem clean, at least. All three have on the sleeveless vest that the Sails wear. [[All three of them terrify you|W6W][$control.location to "Sails 6"]], even the man you can't see.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 6">><<set $temp.text1 to "">><<AddFem 6>>@@.janet;"Let's go,"@@ Janet snaps her fingers in front of your face, making you flinch. @@.janet;"They're all clean, don't worry about diseases. What? It's my business to know. Girls start griping about healthcare if they catch something, it's smart money to make sure everybody's safe."@@ You're too paralyzed by what she expects you to do to move. Janet sighs in exasperation. @@.janet;"It's just a cock, honey. From what I hear you've had plenty of experience with those. So get out there."@@ She pushes you forward and you stumble on the cheap flip-flops, almost falling to your knees. None of the men react to your presence. You shoot a dirty look over your shoulder to Janet, but her gaze is so uncompromising that the defiance dies before it can even truly start. So, what will it be? [[Talk to the big man with the mutton chops and the beer.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails Heracles"; $temp.text1 += "h"]] [[Talk to the skinny man with the cigarette and the ePhone.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails Cappy"; $temp.text1 += "a"]] [[Talk to the sleeping man with the newspaper over his face.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails Check"; $temp.text1 += "c"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails Heracles ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails Heracles">><<AddFem 4>>Maybe it's because he reminds you of Benny, your withdrawn co-worker, but you decide to go talk to the big guy. @@.yellow;"Hello,"@@ you stammer when you get close. He smells a bit, and now that you're next to him you can see a thin sheen of perspiration on his forehead. His eyes flick up and down you, and he smiles lecherously. @@.red;"Lyle's slag?"@@ Evidently he recognizes you, though you aren't sure from what. Maybe he was one of the guys who dropped Lyle off at your place last week? @@.red;"What do you want? Here to taste my dick because the prettyboy is out of town?"@@ That was forward of him. You glance toward the hallway entrance, where Janet still stands, watching you. Should you do what she wants and flirt with him, or should you go try a different guy? [[Flirt.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Heracles"; $flag.sailtrifecta += "1he"]] [[Go talk to someone else.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Choice"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails Cappy ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails Cappy">>Well, one guy is chugging beers, and you don't exactly want a drunk's hands on you. Another guy is asleep. So that just leaves the scrawny dude glaring at his phone. From the right angle he almost reminds you of the man who asked to tell your fortune the first time you came into the clubhouse. That old bastard gave me this fucking tattoo. If you ever see him again you might chew him a new one. Who puts ink on a drunk girl like that? Of course, you weren't actually a girl then, but that doesn't matter! It's the principle of the thing. Your face must still have a scowl on it, because when you get close the scrawny guy looks up from his phone and frowns. <<if $current_outfit.id eq "custom_sail_slut">><<AddFem 4>>@@.blue;"Did I forget to pay you last session or somethin'?"@@<<else>>@@.blue;"Oh god, you're not my kid, are you?"@@<</if>> You stop, confused. He thinks I'm <<if $current_outfit.id eq "custom_sail_slut">>a prostitute?<<else>>his daughter?<</if>> @@.yellow;"No,"@@ you shake your head, disgusted at the idea. What the fuck? He relaxes. @@.blue;"Oh, what do you want then?"@@ His gaze slides up and down you appreciatively. @@.blue;"Here for a fuck?"@@ Maybe this isn't a great idea. This dude clearly has issues. But you need to sleep with someone. What will you do? [[Say yes.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Cappy"; $flag.sailtrifecta += "1ca"]] [[Go talk to someone else.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Choice"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails Check ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails Check">>Maybe it's because the big guy is slinging back beer like it's his job and the scrawny guy is glaring at his phone so angrily you're afraid he'll decide to break it, but you decide to approach the sleeping Sail<<if $temp.text1 eq "c">> first<</if>>. When you get close to him you clear your throat, but he doesn't respond. What do you do? You could try to wake him, but what if he's mad? Maybe you should go talk to one of the other two guys instead? Or do you wake the sleeping man anyway? [[Wake him.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Check"; $flag.sailtrifecta += "1ch"]] [[Go talk to someone else.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Choice"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Choice ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Choice">>You mutter something noncommittal and slip away. That wasn't great, now who will you talk to? <<if $temp.text1.includes("h")>>[[Talk to the big man with the mutton chops and the beer. Again.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Heracles"; $flag.sailtrifecta += "1he"]]<<else>>[[Talk to the big man with the mutton chops and the beer.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails Heracles"; $temp.text1 += "h"]]<</if>> <<if $temp.text1.includes("a")>>[[Talk to the skinny man with the cigarette and the ePhone. Again.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Cappy"; $flag.sailtrifecta += "1ca"]]<<else>>[[Talk to the skinny man with the cigarette and the ePhone.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails Cappy"; $temp.text1 += "a"]]<</if>> <<if $temp.text1.includes("c")>>[[Talk to the sleeping man with the newspaper over his face. Again.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Check"; $flag.sailtrifecta += "1ch"]]<<else>>[[Talk to the sleeping man with the newspaper over his face.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Check"; $temp.text1 += "c"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Heracles ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Heracles">><<set $sail1 = "shercules">>You gulp. Okay, you need to encourage this guy. <<if $fem gte 800>><<AddFem 4>>@@.yellow;"But if I taste it then that means nobody will be fucking me."@@ What the fuck, why would I sat that? I need to have sex with him, not act like a desperate slut!<<else>><<AddFem 2>>@@.yellow;"Something like that,"@@ you tell him. Egging on this dude is the last thing you want to be doing, but what choice do you have?<</if>> He snorts at your response. @@.red;"Horny bitch can't even wait."@@ He throws back his head and chugs his beer before slamming the empty can down onto the bar-top. @@.red;"Alright, let's go. I need to be back on the road soon."@@ He belches and gets off the barstool. He side-eyes you to make sure you're following him as he trundles toward the long hallway of rooms. Janet stands off to the side, nodding approvingly. As you walk by she slaps your ass, making you yelp and blush. You give her another dirty look, but this time she just smirks in response. @@.red;"Come on,"@@ the big man says impatiently. He's stopped outside the room that Janet had you change in. @@.red;"I don't have all damn day."@@ You bow your head and [[follow him into the room.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Heracles 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Heracles 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Heracles 2">>He sits on the tiny bed, which sags under his bulk but bravely remains in place. He rests his back against the wall so that his legs hang over the bed's side. @@.red;"Come on,"@@ he repeats impatiently. You step closer, still hesitant. Are you really about to have sex? Like, for real? You've been telling yourself butt stuff doesn't count, but you're pretty sure a dick going in a vagina qualifies as intercourse. I'm going to lose my girl virginity before I lose my real one. This thought has popped into your head continuously since you first heard Janet's "proposal" and you'd successfully banished it each time, but now you're more aware of it than ever. He growls in frustration the moment you're in arm's reach. @@.red;"Stop being a fucking tease,"@@ he mutters as he grabs your wrist. He yanks you closer to him and you fall into his lap. @@.red;"I can't believe Lyle puts up with your shit."@@ His hands greedily slide up and down your body, <<if $flag.boobtf>>squeezing your tits so painfully it hurts.<<elseif $breastsize gte 20>>squeezing your tits so hard it hurts.<<else>>his grunts turning to displeasure when he encounters your flat chest.<</if>> You try to extricate yourself from his embrace, but he just growls again and holds you tighter. One hand tightly clutches your wrist while the other pops down to his jeans, unzipping them and freeing an already hard penis. It's about average in length and girth, thankfully. You've had bigger in your ass. Maybe that means your "first time" will be less painful than getting plowed in the butt was. @@.red;"Lose the shorts."@@ Your hands tremble so hard that following his orders is borderline impossible. Unbuttoning shorts might as well be rocket surgery, because you're just as likely to manage either right now. @@.red;"For fuck's sakes."@@ He pulls on your shorts so hard that the button pops off. They rip open, [[revealing your little thong and the flat mound it covers.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Heracles 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Heracles 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Heracles 3">>His fat fingers immediately dig into your groin, hunting for your slit through the fabric of the thong. You squirm in his embrace, partially in fear and partially in discomfort. His touch is brutal in its forwardness, and when he finds your opening he shoves a finger inside, taking the thong into you and penetrating you with both the fabric and his digit. @@.red;"You're tight for a whore,"@@ he pants. You have no idea how he's out of breath already. Behind you his dick is a rigid pole, hard against your back. Your squirming has only excited him further. @@.red;"Take it all off, I want to see all of you when my dick goes in you."@@ Holy fuck, the humiliation just gets worse and worse. You weren't expecting Casanova, but seriously? He lets go of you so you can stand and strip. Your shorts didn't just lose a button; the material actually ripped. It's impressive that he's strong to tear <<if $current_outfit.id eq "custom_sail_slut">>leather<<else>>denim<</if>>. Apparently you're about to sleep with fat Heracles. Despite being torn the shorts are still small enough that they sit tightly on your hips. You have to exert yourself to successfully pull them off. Next comes the top. <<if $current_outfit.id eq "custom_sail_slut">><<if $breastsize gte 20>>As soon as you unzip the vest your breasts spring out and jiggle for several beats. A lewd grin strikes Heracles' face. @@.red;"Nice."@@<<else>>He snorts when the vest hits the floor. @@.red;"No idea how you managed to get Lyle's attention with tits like that."@@<</if>><<else>>His hungry eyes track your movements, not missing a single moment of the strip show, though you aren't putting any effort into being sexy.<</if>> The shirt falls onto the shorts. <<if $fem gte 700>><<AddFem 2>>The clasp is different from you're used to, but you've gotten somewhat decent with navigating the ins and outs of female clothing by now, so it doesn't obstruct you for long.<<else>>You struggle with the bra clasp for a moment; owning an eWardrobe means you rarely have to undress yourself, and when you do you usually just yank the bra up over your head if it's loose enough. That movement wouldn't fit well here.<</if>> The bra hits the floor.<<if $breastsize gte 20>>@@.red;"Nice."@@ A lewd smile takes over Heracles' face. @@.red;"I know what I want to do to those."@@<<else>>@@.red;"What the hell are those? Whatever, I don't care if they're tiny. I'll still cum all over them."@@<</if>> Your face reddens at that and you drop your gaze away from his. Last is the thong. You don't want to lose it, but it's not like it was an impressive barrier against his fingers. Still, bearing your parts to him with no clothing? You can't believe you're doing this. You peel off the underwear and let it fall with the rest of your clothes. Heracles tugs his pants down somewhat, so that his hairy balls are unobstructed from your view. The sight of it makes you want to gag. @@.red;"Nice tattoo,"@@ he grins. [[He licks his lips.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Heracles 4"]] @@.red;"You wet?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Heracles 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Heracles 4">><<AddFem 20>>@@.yellow;"What?"@@ The question surprises you. Oh god, I can be wet now. You hadn't even considered that possibility. This is the type of shit you think about porn stars, not about yourself! @@.red;"Are you wet,"@@ he impatiently repeats. @@.red;"I keep telling you I don't have all fucking day, and I want to slam a few more beers before I leave. Are you ready right now?"@@ At last, a chance to derail this train! I mean, if he's offering we not do this... it's hardly your fault if the guy doesn't want to have sex. Janet can't be mad at you for that, right? @@.yellow;"No,"@@ you answer. You don't actually know if you're "wet" or not as you've been avoiding thinking about everything south of your waist and north of your knees as much as possible, but you figure it's true. There's no arousal here, just disbelief. And anxiety. @@.red;"Then get some lube or start sucking. I'm not gonna wait for you to get into it."@@ Sucking? Does that mean he wants a blowjob? So much for not doing anything, but that could still work. If your options are getting lube and getting fucked, or blowing him, then you know which you'd rather take! Then again, you're just putting off the inevitable. And having lube might be handy if you really need to perform for three of these guys. Do you try to put things off for as long as possible and [[blow him|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Heracles 5"; $queue.blowjob += "Heracles"]] or do [[you get lube|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Heracles 5"]]?<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Heracles 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Heracles 5">><<CheckBlowjob "Heracles">><<if _isonlist>><<AddFem 10>>He laughs when you dive for his crotch, your mouth latching onto his cock as quickly as you can get it there. I don't want to give him a chance to change his mind. @@.red;"Eager slut, ain't you?"@@ He sniggers. You ignore him, doing your best to just end this shit. By now you think you have a good idea of how to end a blowjob quickly. @@.red;"Okay, now I get why Lyle likes you. You give good head."@@ You flush at that, but not much. Compliments about your blowjob skills are starting to feel less humiliating. Thinking logically it would only make sense for you to give superior oral, because as a guy you would know what feels best and what you'd like. Of course, you've never actually had a girl do that for you, so there may be a hole in your reasoning, but you figure it's rock solid. Speaking of rock solid, you toy with the tip of Heracles' penis as much as you can. Usually dicks are banging against the back of your throat hard enough to leave you sore for days, but this dude's rod is sensitive to the point that you can tell you'll get him off just by stimulating the one part. I sound like some sort of cock expert. Great, your tombstone can read Here Lies $name, the Pathetic Little Cock Expert. @@.red;"Alright, that's enough. Any more and I'm gonna blow."@@ Confused, you let him pry your mouth away. Doesn't he want to finish? You haven't done the job part of the blowjob. You yelp as reaches under your armpits and hauls you up his body, his dick rubbing its slick tip against your face, chest, and stomach. Heracles leans further back and pulls you into the reverse cowgirl position. One hand grips your hip tightly while he uses the other to angle his penis for your vag – It's in and you wail. It hurts. [[You weren't expecting this!|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Heracles 6"]] When he told you to start sucking, he must have meant use your mouth to get him wet enough to penetrate you, which you most certainly did not.<<else>><<AddFem 15>>You won't be lucky enough to have all three guys willing to let you blow them, and there's no point in postponing the inevitable. You may as well as go get lube. But there's none in the room, and you don't have any clothes on to go looking. You check under the bed and spot a small box. Inside are condoms, a pair of metal handcuffs, and a tube of lubricant. Score! You ignore the handcuffs, leaving them hidden under the bed. The last thing you want is to be restrained by any of these sick fucks. But you do grab the condoms and the lube. Heracles shakes his head right away. @@.red;"No rubbers,"@@ he snarls. @@.red;"Hurry up with the lube."@@ You deflate a little, as you'd hoped to avoid getting his cum anywhere near you. You unscrew the lube cap and look at it. Are you supposed to squirt it on your finger and dip it into you? He sighs in exasperation and holds out his hand. @@.red;"Give it here."@@ You hand it to him, and [[he squeezes a liberal amount onto his fingers.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Heracles 6"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Heracles 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Heracles 6">><<AddSex "Heracles">><<AddFem 10>><<CheckBlowjob "Heracles">><<if _isonlist>>You whimper as he aggressively slaps your ass with his free hand before putting it on your other hip. His fingers dig into the flesh of your waist as he forcefully rocks your body back and forth. He stays stationary, letting his arms do the work of moving you around his penis. Incredibly, the pain is already vanishing. You're relieved that it doesn't hurt anymore, but the relief shatters when a new feeling replaces it. @@.yellow;"Oh god,"@@ you gasp in surprise, shuddering. Why does it feel so good? Why doesn't it feel dry any more? Could you actually be getting wet, like he said? Heracles continues to roughly shake you so that your pussy is almost vibrating against his cock. @@.red;"That's right,"@@ he hisses, @@.red;"Ahh, take it you dirty bitch. Take it!"@@ He pulls your hips down and thrusts up. You can feel his large belly flopping against your own slim one. You can't stop the moans that flood out of you. You find yourself caring a lot less about what should and shouldn't be happening. It feels so good. But why does it feel so good? Oh, forget it. [[You stop caring about that, too.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Heracles 7"]]<<else>>You yelp as he suddenly reaches under your armpits and hauls you up his body, his dick rubbing its dry tip against your face, chest, and stomach. Heracles leans further back and pulls you into the reverse cowgirl position. His lubed up hand reaches down and aggressively penetrates you. You yelp, more from surprise than pain. His digits are slick enough that they go in smoothly. After his hand pumps into you a few times he stops and then strokes his dick, using whatever is left to also get it slick. His other hand grips your hip tightly while the lubed one is used to angle his penis for your vag – You whimper as penetration occurs. Heracles aggressively slaps your ass with his lubed hand before putting it on your other hip. His fingers dig into the flesh of your waist as he forcefully rocks your body back and forth. He stays stationary, letting his arms do the work of moving you around his penis. @@.yellow;"Oh god,"@@ you gasp in surprise, shuddering. Why does it feel so good? Is it because of the lube? Heracles continues to roughly shake you so that your pussy is almost vibrating against his cock. @@.red;"That's right,"@@ he hisses, @@.red;"Ahh, take it you dirty bitch. Take it!"@@ He pulls your hips down and thrusts up. You can feel his large belly flopping against your own slim one. You can't stop the moans that flood out of you. You find yourself caring a lot less about what should and shouldn't be happening. It feels so good. But why does it feel so good? Oh, forget it. [[You stop caring about that, too.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Heracles 7"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Heracles 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Heracles 7">><<AddFem 10>><<set $sexstatus to "no longer a virgin, having lost your virginity in the back of a biker bar that also doubles as a criminal clubhouse.">>Heracles does another pull on your hips while simultaneously thrusting his dick up and into you, causing you to mewl. You look backward and wish you hadn't. You can see your reflection in the big man's glasses. Your cheeks are red, your eyes slightly glazed. Your mouth is open, and your girlish moans fill the room. No, not girlish moans. Whorish panting. That's it. I'm a dirty whore. The feelings in your snatch explode. Your toes curl and someone screams, but they're so far away you're hardly bothered by it. Your eyes roll back into your head and your legs spasm, the muscles tightening and giving you awful cramps in both limbs. For who knows how long you twitch on Heracles' dick, full with his cock, your orgasm fading far slowly than it ever did as a boy. Your head lolls backwards, your mouth still open. For the first time in your life every ounce of anxiety is gone. All the stress. All the worrying. For one beautiful minute you feel at peace. You're dimly aware of Heracles pushing you off of his dick, causing you to land on your side. He angles his member and then sighs in satisfaction as his cock begins shooting thick ropes of jizz. The cum lands on your chest, covering your <<if $breastsize gte 20>>tits<<else>>nipples<</if>> completely. When he finishes he shoves you further and you fall back against the wall, [[your head still swimming.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Heracles 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Heracles 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Heracles 8">><<AddFem 15>>@@.red;"Dirty bitch,"@@ he repeats with satisfaction. @@.red;"That virgin act of yours almost had me fooled."@@ He pats your thigh appreciatively. @@.red;"Gonna have to tell Lyle I'm gonna borrow you again some time."@@ He stands up and fixes the zipper and button on his jeans. @@.red;"See you next time."@@ He pulls out a green piece of paper from his wallet and throws it onto your chest. After he leaves you shut your eyes and lay there in peace. In truth you want to chase the high of your orgasm because once it's gone you're going to have to deal with a whole lot of thinking. The shit that just happened, what you did, the way you behaved. But for now you try to hold on to the blankness in your mind for as long as possible. The thing that prompts you to move ends up being the smell of jizz. The strong odor wafts off your chest from where Heracles came on you. The money he threw on you is stuck to your left breast, and when you peel it off it's sticky with his semen. What the fuck, he gave me ten bucks? You don't know what's more upsetting, the fact that he thought you were a prostitute or the fact that he judged you to only be worth ten fucking dollars. There's nothing in the room to clean yourself up with, so you end up wiping as much of it off with your hands as you can and then trying to use the bill to clean up. It's not very effective. Nothing in real life is ever "super effective" like in video games. You open the door and expect to see Janet standing there, but the hallway is empty. Relieved, you look to the door that leads back to the main room. You don't want to go back in there. What you just did was bad enough, but to do it twice more? You shuffle into the main room. Heracles is back at the bar, two beers in front of him. Janet is next to him, her back to the counter so she's facing you. She nods at you approvingly, but you just look away. [[You feel dirty.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta two Check"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Cappy ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Cappy">><<set $sail1 = "scappy">>You can feel Janet's gaze on your back, drilling a hole in between your shoulders. @@.yellow;"That's right."@@ You swallow and look down at your feet. @@.blue;"Alright. My fucking kid is being a pain in the ass, goddamn millennials, you know?"@@ He leads you toward the hallway that you came out of, chattering all the way. @@.blue;"'Course, you look like a kid, too. Did Jan check you out? I don't want to be arrested 'cause you was underage."@@ He pauses in the doorway to the hall and turns back to shout. @@.blue;"Hey Jan, this girl legal?"@@ @@.janet;"Legal, fresh and ready,"@@ comes back the amused reply. Janet's eyes stare you down from just a few feet away, amusement in her smile. You have no idea why this old guy had to shout when she right there. He seems sort of high-strung. @@.janet;"Have fun, Cappy."@@ Wait, isn't Cappy who she said liked to make girls cry? Cappy smiles, a toothy gesture that looks both manic and terrifying all at once. @@.blue;"Oh, I will."@@ He licks his lips and stares at your ass. Before you can even begin to regret this decision [[he tugs on your hand.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Cappy 2"]] @@.blue;"Lead on, girl."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Cappy 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Cappy 2">>You guess that the small rooms in the hallway are where the Sails go to have sex, but you aren’t sure where you're supposed to be. Maybe the room I changed in? Not seeing any other choice, you head there, Cappy right on your heels. @@.blue;Fuckin' kids, let me tell you. You got any? No? Good, don't. You're protected, though. Right? The pill, idiot. Or somethin' else? What are you noddin' for, are you on the pill or ain't you?"@@ In the nine seconds it took you to reach the room you changed in Cappy has spoken nonstop. @@.yellow;"I can't get pregnant,"@@ you tell him. That's got to be true, right? You don't have a womb or anything. Right? My dick and balls are still there, you remind yourself. I'm still a boy. If they did a blood test I'd come back as male. There are many consequences for you letting this cracked out old man fuck you, but pregnancy won't be one of them. That's one positive in my favor. @@.blue;"Good, 'cause two daughters is enough for me. The youngest is a little older than you. Got a mouth on her."@@ He follows you into the room and shuts the door behind him. @@.blue;"Not quiet, like you. I like you. Hey, wanna make this fun?"@@ You gulp. @@.yellow;"Fun?"@@ [[Why does that give you a bad feeling?|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Cappy 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Cappy 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Cappy 3">>He pulls a small bag of tiny tablets out of his pocket. They're white and circular, probably less than half the size of your pinky nail. @@.blue;"You had one of these?"@@ @@.yellow;"I don't even know what they are."@@ @@.blue;"Let's play a game."@@ He fishes four of the pills out and hands you one. @@.blue;"We take 'em, and do whatever sounds fun."@@ You hesitate. Your time with Justine has taught you that drugs and alcohol can be a lot of fun, and aren't something you need to be afraid of. But this old dude seems pretty skeevy. And Janet did say something about "Cappy likes it when girls cry." On the other hand, it's not like he's going to roofie you, you're already sleeping with him, after all! And he's going to take three to your one, so it looks like some sort of group sex experience thing. That could make what you're about to do a lot easier to stomach. Or it could be a monumentally stupid idea. [[Swallow the pill.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Cappy 4"; $flag.happyfunpill to true]] [[Give it back.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Cappy 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Cappy 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Cappy 4">><<if $flag.happyfunpill>><<AddFem 6>>@@.yellow;"Why not,"@@ you pop the pill into your mouth and swallow it down. If you're going to do something incomprehensible and awful, you may as well get a free high out of it. It's not like you'll enjoy yourself any other way. @@.blue;"Atta girl."@@ He swallows all three of his<<else>>@@.yellow;"I'm good,"@@ you hand it back. It's one thing to get fucked up with Justine, but you've learned it's important to be sober here. The last time you lost control of your sense you woke up with a fucking tattoo, after all. @@.blue;"Suit yourself."@@ He swallows all four<</if>> and you watch as his pupils slowly dilate. @@.blue;"Now it will feel like a party."@@ He smiles, his gaze going up and down your body. <<if $breastsize gte 20>>@@.blue;"You got some nice titties under there, don't you? Show 'em to Cappy. I'm gonna lick 'em all over."@@<<else>>@@.blue;"You got small titties, don't you? Don't matter to Cappy. I'm gonna lick 'em all over. Show 'em to me."@@<</if>> <<if $flag.happyfunpill>>Normally you'd be grossed out by the statement, but you're feeling good. Like, really good. Show your boobs off? Heck yeah! You <<if $current_outfit.id eq "custom_sail_slut">>unzip the leather vest and drop it<<else>>pull off your tank top and bra and drop them<</if>> onto the floor. Your nipples celebrate their freedom by hardening almost immediately. Maybe they're excited to be licked. That does sound awesome. @@.blue;"Good girl,"@@ Cappy grins and steps close. With one hand he traces a finger back and forth over the tip of your nipple. @@.blue;"Such a good girl."@@ He smiles and then abruptly reaches out and squeezes your throat. There's just enough pressure for your breathing to be obstructed, but not enough for it to hurt. @@.blue;"Take off the rest of your clothes."@@ You do as he says. The feeling off the shorts coming down is amazing, the thong more so. Every inch of your skin feels so sensitive, while your brain is calm for once. No anxiety, no worries. Just a nice stretch of clouds. When you're fully naked Cappy smiles and lets go of your neck. @@.blue;"Good girl,"@@ He smiles, the picture of a happy – if perverted – old man. @@.blue;"Damn but you got a nice body."@@ [[The hand that was on your throat reaches behind you to squeeze one ass cheek.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Cappy 5"]]<<else>>Well that's probably the most disgusting thing anybody has ever said to you. Cappy doesn't give you time to respond, though. Less than a second after promising to "lick your titties" he's in your face, growling. @@.blue;"When Cappy or any brother tells you to do something,"@@ his breath is warm against your face. It reeks of cigarettes. @@.blue;"You do it. Got it?"@@ A shaky hand rises and grabs you by the throat, squeezing tightly enough to make you choke. You nod and hurriedly pull off all your clothes. As each article hits the floor Cappy's grip loosens slightly. When you're fully naked he smiles and lets go of your neck. @@.blue;"That's better."@@ The anger that was just there is gone, and instead he just looks like a happy – if perverted – old man. @@.blue;"Damn girl, you got a nice body."@@ [[The hand that was on your throat reaches behind you to squeeze one ass cheek.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Cappy 5"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Cappy 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Cappy 5">>@@.blue;"Get on the bed."@@ He steps back and <<if $flag.happyfunpill>>strips off his clothes. You float toward the tiny mattress, every step a journey through the wilderness that is the human spirit. You have time to reflect on your soul, and see the true nature of your internal motivations. There's no mystery to the world, only infinite beauty that it too pure to grasp. But not for you, not now. You've pierced the veil, and found enlightenment. By the time you reach the tiny mattress you're a wise being of ancient patience and you've experienced untold joy from the most profound of sources. @@.yellow;"Heaven is right where I'm sitting,"@@ you intone, @@.yellow;"and that is the place to grow."@@ Cappy finishes undressing. He's lean and wiry, almost no body fat. @@.blue;"You got fucked up quick,"@@ he observes. @@.blue;"Don't worry, my dick is gonna pound you till you think this is heaven."@@ He cackles. The poor creature knows not what he sa- you stare down at your knuckles, suddenly fascinated. Look at how crease together. The folds sacrifice themselves so I may function correctly. It's a sobering thought. From a distance comes Cappy's voice. @@.blue;"Let's get this party started."@@ [[When you meet his eyes it's like a lamb gazing up at a wolf.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Cappy 6"]]<<else>>starts stripping. Free of his clutches, you leave your clothes on the floor and go sit on the tiny mattress. You rub your throat, a little scared by the manic man's behavior. He got so angry so quickly just because you didn't immediately show him your chest. That's frightening. You just hope that the pills will calm him down somewhat. At least if I scream there's people like thirty feet away. Janet wants you to sleep with three guys today, so you don't think she'd let the first one hurt you. It's strange that you're comforted by Janet's close proximity when she's responsible for this mess, but there you have it. She's probably listening at the door right now. With growing confidence, you decide that she'll definitely protect you. After all, what would Lyle say if he came back and found you hurt from one of his buddies? Cappy finishes undressing. He's lean and wiry, with a surprisingly toned physique that shouldn't match his age. Well, not so much as toned as he just has no body fat. If he's always this energetic, though, that would make sense. @@.blue;"I'm gonna fuck you 'till you can't remember no dick but mine."@@ Charming. He clenches his hands into fists and shuts his eyes, then takes a deep breath and relaxes. @@.blue;"Let's get this party started."@@ [[He looks at you like a wolf eyeing a lamb.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Cappy 6"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Cappy 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Cappy 6">><<AddFem 10>>His lean physique culminates in an already erect penis, a large bush of grey-brown hair sticking out almost two inches from his skin. Cappy slowly stalks toward you, a strange smile twisting his lips. @@.blue;"What do you think? Bet boys your own age don't look this good."@@ <<if $flag.happyfunpill>>You don't know about. You've never seen Lyle shirtless but you've felt his stomach pressed against you and he's definitely in good shape. <<if $route.chris>>And Chris could bench-press four of you.<</if>> You shake your head. @@.yellow;"I've seen better,"@@ you answer honestly. Your reply must have upset him. His face twists into a far uglier version of itself. @@.blue;"The fuck you say?"@@ He reaches out and grabs your hair, his grip tight. @@.blue;"Don't you ever talk to a brother like that."@@ His pupils are dilated to the size of dinner plates. @@.blue;"Whose bitch are you?"@@ If he means which Sail are you usually with, you suppose you know the answer to that. @@.yellow;"Lyle's."@@ @@.blue;"Damn,"@@ he growls. @@.blue;"You still better watch your mouth, dumb whore."@@ He eyes you up and down. @@.blue;"No track marks, no scars. Sexy tattoo. Lyle's got a fresh one."@@ His penis is so hard it could spear a mountain. @@.blue;"Right now he ain't here, so Cappy's got a fresh one."@@ He pushes you all the way onto the bed so you're on your back and then straddles your waist, his balls sitting on top of your pubic bone. @@.blue;"I'm gonna break you like a horse,"@@ he growls. That sounds like fun, you think to yourself. [[Cappy abruptly leans down and kisses you.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Cappy 7"]]<<else>>You nod quickly, having learned your lesson about not responding fast enough. The gesture pleases him. @@.blue;"Damn right."@@ He reaches out and grabs your hair, his grip so tight that you yelp. @@.blue;"Damn, you're a fresh one."@@ He peers closely at you, his pupils the size of dinner plates. @@.blue;"No track marks, no scars. Sexy tattoo."@@ He grins. @@.blue;"Cappy musta been a good boy, 'cause you're a sweet reward."@@ His penis somehow hardens even further. He pulls your head back and you fall onto the bed. Cappy climbs onto of you and straddles your waist, his balls sitting on top of your pubic bone. @@.blue;"Gonna break you like a horse,"@@ he croons. Okay, I picked the wrong fucking dude for my first time. [[He abruptly leans down and kisses you.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Cappy 7"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Cappy 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Cappy 7">><<AddKiss "Cappy">><<set $sexstatus to "no longer a virgin, having lost your virginity in the back of a biker bar that also doubles as a criminal clubhouse.">><<if $flag.happyfunpill>>Both of your mouths are dry, and the kiss doesn't last more than a moment. Cappy's eyes shine brightly, like stars. @@.blue;"Let's do this."@@ His grip loosens on your hair and he shimmies down you so that he's between your legs. His penis is right in front of your opening, so close to pushing in. Cappy lets go of your hair entirely, his hand wrapping around your throat again, but gently. And then he's thrusting forward. @@.yellow;"Ahhh."@@ Your mouth may be dry but another part of you isn’t. Just as Cappy's dick was hard from the start, your new equipment seems to have been prepared also. There's no pain, just a strange feeling of being full, of – @@.blue;"You got wet fast,"@@ Cappy says approvingly, his fingers squeezing your throat just enough to make you cough. @@.blue;"Guess you like having a tough man take charge."@@ He grins. Do you? [[Your crotch is tingling and your nipples are hard enough to cut ice.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Cappy 8"]] Things feel really, really good. Perhaps he's right and you do like having a tough man in charge.<<AddFem 6>><<else>>His mouth is dry, and it isn't long before he pulls back. His eyes are so bright they seem almost ill. @@.blue;"Let's do this."@@ He shimmies down you slightly and gets onto his knees, his tight grip on your hair loosening somewhat. Cappy uses his free hand to spread your legs. His penis is right in front your va – your mound, and it looks dangerously close to pushing in. Cappy lets go of your hair and his hand wraps around your throat again. He must have seen fear in your eyes, because his index finger lets go and gently strokes your cheek. And then he's thrusting forward. @@.yellow;"Ahhh!"@@ It hurts more than you imagined. Worse than being railed in the ass. Worse than riding your bike yesterday morning. It hurts and – you blink. It's not hurting? It did, but the pain is already gone. @@.blue;"You got wet fast,"@@ Cappy says approvingly, his fingers squeezing your throat just enough to make you cough. @@.blue;"Guess you like having a tough man take charge."@@ He grins. You want to tell him no, that he's wrong, that you hate everything about what's happening. But [[your crotch is tingling and your nipples are hard enough to cut ice.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Cappy 8"]] Things feel really, really good.<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Cappy 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Cappy 8">><<AddSex "Cappy">><<if $flag.happyfunpill>><<AddFem 10>>Do you want to be on your back with a man between your legs, his dick vigorously pounding your vagina? Because you are and that's exactly what's happening.<<else>><<AddFem 8>>You don't want to be on your back, a man between your legs, pounding your vagina. But you are. That's exactly what's happening.<</if>> And it's the best you've ever felt.<<if $flag.happyfunpill>> Huh.<</if>> You've had some great orgasms before. The first time you came in girly underwear, for example, was one of the best. But that's like nothing compared to the feeling building within you. It's as if every cell in your body is chiming together in unison, pushing you toward this wall. In the distance you hear @@.blue;"Fuck you're so fucking tight,"@@ but as nice as it is to have someone tell you that you're really cool, you don't care. Equally far away there's the sound of some slutty chick moaning, but she isn't your problem either. All you want is to chase this feeling, this euphoria. You open your eyes and Cappy's face is an inch from yours. You shut your eyes again, shutting him out, pushing everything away but the sensations between your legs. Then you crash, breaking through a wall, every piece of you screaming at once in harmony. Electricity dances from atom to atom, igniting you from within. Don't ever stop, [[your mind screams.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Cappy 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Cappy 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Cappy 9">><<AddFem 10>>You climax, your equipment tensing around Cappy's dick hard enough that he laughs. @@.blue;"Didn't take much now, did it?"@@ He buries his face in your chest, his dry tongue rubbing against your right nipple as if it holds the water of life. The first time you had ice-cream, the first time you saw bare breasts on your computer, the first night you slept in the cottage alone from your parents and old life. This orgasm takes all of those at once, wraps them together into a ball, and then punts the ball out of sight. It's so much stronger and better than everything you've ever experienced. You scream, a half-choked sound because of Cappy's grip on your throat, and then it's normal because his hand loosens. Cappy pulls back and out of you, making you whimper because you need to be filled like that again, and again, and forever. His dick erupts, shooting its load all over your stomach and groin, coating you in milky-white spunk. Your breathing is ragged, your throat raw. But the high of the orgasm means you don't care. You're still riding the pleasure wave, deep in its embrace. @@.blue;"Horny little slut,"@@ you hear the Sail say affectionately. @@.blue;"What time is it? Ah shit! I gotta go, I'm 'sposed to meet my daughter for coffee."@@ He strokes your cheek again. @@.blue;"See ya next time, baby."@@ You lay there, trying to bask in the orgasm's afterglow. But it's fleeting, like trying to hold onto sand. [[The tighter you squeeze the more you lose.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Cappy 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Cappy 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Cappy 10">><<AddFem 20>><<if $flag.happyfunpill>>It appears that the high of the drug left with the orgasm. At it wears off you find yourself a bit tired and low energy. But damn was the sex amazing. It's too bad you didn't get more of those pills for the next two dudes. <</if>>When you open your eyes Cappy is gone. You sit up, rubbing the hollow of your neck. His grip had been so tight, but only now do you realize how tight it was. Your throat feels bruised right over where your Adam's apple – which has always been so small it's practically nonexistent – sits. At least it wasn't worse. You sit up, frowning at the rapidly cooling jizz on your stomach and crotch. Some of it landed right above the lips of your vag – your equipment. Despite what happened you're still struggling with calling it "your vagina." You cast about for something to clean yourself up with, but there's nothing. Not seeing any other choice, you decide to use <<if $current_outfit.id eq "custom_sail_slut">><<AddFem 8>>your thong to clean it up, as the leather vest and shorts won't do much to clean up fresh jizz. The thong's fabric is quickly soaked with cum, but you've managed to get the worst of it off of your skin. Unfortunately, there's no way you could wear it again. Globs of semen are in it, and you just won't put that on against your slit. It could get inside of you, and even though it's the same effect as if Cappy had finished in you, that doesn't mean you'll risk it. As cleaned up as you can be, you stand up and get dressed. You're wearing the tight leather shorts with no underwear, and the leather vest that holds your chest like an angry vice. There's no mirror in the room, but you bet you're looking more like a cheap, used whore.<<else>><<AddFem 6>>your tank top to clean it up. It's a disgusting mess, but the cum is off of you, at least. Unfortunately, there's no way you could wear it again. Globs of semen are in it, and you just won't put that on against your chest. As cleaned up as you can be, you stand up and get dressed. You're wearing the small denim shorts with your thong continuously rising above the waistband despite your efforts to keep it hidden, and the matching black bra. There's no mirror in the room, but you bet you're looking more like a trashy, dirty slut.<</if>> Now what? Cappy is gone, and you're all alone in the room. I guess it's time for round two. With no small amount of trepidation [[you open the door to the hallway.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Cappy 11"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Cappy 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Cappy 11">>Nobody is there, which surprises you. I guess Janet doesn't think she needs to escort me back and forth. Is that she trusts you, or she knows you have nowhere to run? You walk down the hall and go back in the main room. Cappy isn't there any longer. Janet is behind the bar, setting a can down for the big guy who's been slinging them back since before you arrived. Lyle's mother gives you a knowing smile and nods in your direction. You look away, refusing to let her smirk upset you. You're a third of the way done with this fucking insane task. You just want it over with. There's the sleeping guy left, and then there's the guy who's drinking. Who will you talk to? [[The Sail who's drinking.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta two Heracles"; $flag.sailtrifecta += "2he"; $sail2 to "sherakles"]] [[The sleeper.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta two Check"; $flag.sailtrifecta += "2ch"; $sail2 to "scheck"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Check ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Check">>You decide to tap the sleeper on the shoulder. Hopefully it will wake him, but he won't be too upset by the disturbance. @@.green;"Go 'way,"@@ is the response you get. The sleeper sounds tired. It's the voice of a man who wants to be alone with his thoughts, or who wants to flee from his thoughts by sleeping. Either way, he told you to leave him alone. At a loss, you look toward Janet again. She rolls her eyes at you and makes a motion with her hand for you to hurry up.. What are you supposed to do here? Do you just ask the guy to go have sex? Sadly, it's probably that easy for girls, but the idea is abhorrent to you. @@.yellow;"Do you have a minute?"@@ You sound even more timid than you feel. The man sighs and then lethargically pulls the newspaper away from his face. He's younger than you expected; you'd guess early twenties, but he could be older. He's got blonde hair and dark eyes, and a scar on one cheek in the shape of a small check mark. Check Mark looks you up and down. @@.green;"Not interested."@@ [[He pulls the newspaper back over his face.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Check 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Check 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Check 2">>@@.yellow;"What?"@@ He doesn't want to sleep with you? You're not offended, just surprised. Obviously. <<if $current_outfit.id eq "custom_sail_slut">><<AddFem 10>>@@.green;"I don't pay for sex."@@<<else>>@@.green;"Are you a hooker, or just horny?"@@<</if>> His voice is muffled by the print edition of local politics. It declares that Daniel Baker is vowing to bring decency back to Hope's Point. You scowl at Check Mark. Why did he assume you were a hooker? Is it because of the clothes Janet made you wear? @@.yellow;"I'm not a prostitute."@@ You have a job, for fuck's sakes. Not a great one, but it's better than being some dirty criminal. <<if $current_outfit.id eq "custom_sail_slut">>@@.green;"You look like one."@@ Ouch. He barely saw you for a second, how should he know?<<else>>@@.green;"Just making sure. You got a vibe about you."@@ What on earth does that mean?<</if>> You want to argue with him, but the feeling of <<if $current_outfit.id eq "custom_sail_slut">>your tight leather shorts reminds you that do look like someone who is less than savory.<<else>><<AddFem 8>>Janet's eyes on you reminds that you this isn't the time.<</if>> @@.yellow;"Well, I'm not."@@ You can't keep the hurt out of your voice. I'm not a prostitute. He lifts the tip of newspaper and looks at you with one tired eye. @@.green;"Then what do you want?"@@ You swallow and look toward the hallway. @@.yellow;"Do you, um, want to go back with me?"@@ Your face flushes, and you do your best not to vomit in front of him. Check Mark snorts. @@.green;"So you're not a streetwalker, you're just horny?"@@ He says it so sarcastically that you can tell he's still waiting for you to ask him for money. You swallow your shame. @@.yellow;"Yes."@@ His guess isn't true, but [[it's the easiest explanation.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Check 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Check 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Check 3">>He looks you up and down again. @@.green;"Yeah, alright."@@ He sits up and stretches. @@.green;"Getting the poison out might do the trick for me."@@ Getting the poison out? That's got to be the most disgusting metaphor you've ever heard for ejaculate. Is Janet sure these dudes are all clean? How could that be if they refer to their spunk as poison. Check Mark stands, and you note that he's about average height for a guy, which means he's taller than you. He trundles off toward the hallway and you shuffle your feet as you follow him. Janet stands off to the side, nodding approvingly. As you walk by she slaps your ass, making you yelp and blush. You give her another dirty look, but this time she just smirks in response. You resume following Check Mark. @@.green;"Whose broad are you?"@@ He stops and steps back so you can go past him and take the lead. He probably doesn't know which room to head to. It's a strange question, though you can easily guess what the "correct" answer is. @@.yellow;"Lyle's,"@@ you mumble. You edge past him and open the door to the room you changed clothes in. You dislike calling yourself "Lyle's broad" but you know that any other response would be wrong to Janet. Besides, [[maybe these guys will take it easy on you if they think you're under Lyle's protection.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Check 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Check 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Check 4">>Check Mark gives you an appraising look. @@.green;"He'll be back tomorrow and you need more that badly?"@@ He shakes his head with a chuckle, but still follows you inside. @@.green;"Whatever, just tell him that you approached me."@@ He frowns and looks down self-consciously. @@.green;"Not sure how to say this, but I'm not feeling my best self today,"@@ he admits. He continues sheepishly, @@.green;"Normally I'm all about having good sex, but this might be a lazy fuck, if you get my drift."@@ You have no idea what a lazy fuck is. Hell, you have zero fuck experience, period! If somebody asked you to describe a "regular" fuck as opposed to a "lazy" one you'd have no idea. You've seen plenty of porn but you doubt any of it was actually informative about normal copulating looked like. You're pretty sure there isn't always a second girl nearby reading to spit in a vagina to get it lubed up, but pornos had that half the time. @@.yellow;"Okay."@@ [[It's the only thing you can think of to say back.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Check 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Check 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Check 5">>He looks at you curiously. @@.green;"Really, that's it? Just okay? You don't care if I get you off or not?"@@ He rests his hands on his hips. @@.green;"Is this some weird bullshit thing with Lyle? Because I don't want to get in the middle of it."@@ He scowls. @@.green;"You windtraps always think we'll get jealous if we see you banging a brother, but most of us don't give a shit. If you want be one brother's then he's gotta claim you. And Lyle definitely ain't the type to shack up."@@ @@.yellow;"No,"@@ you squirm, uncomfortable with Check Mark's assumption that you're in some sort of lover's spat with Lyle. @@.yellow;"That isn't that, at all."@@ What kind of weird gang was this? These dudes "claim" women? And if you're not claimed then any of them can fuck you? So it's like being single instead of being in a relationship. You can sort of understand it when it's put like that. Though you don't like being called a windtrap. That's what the Sails call their female groupies, the trashy whores they bang and pass around like candy. You aren't that! @@.green;"Alright, well I tried. If shit happens it's on you."@@ He unbuckles his pants. With shaky hands you slowly take off your own clothing. @@.green;"Try to look less excited,"@@ Check Mark remarks dryly as he watches you tug off your shorts. @@.green;"You're way too high energy for me."@@ Normally that comment would make you laugh. Unfortunately, you're acutely aware of what you're about do be doing with him, and you just don't find much funny at the moment. He doesn't seem like a bad guy. [[It's a sad day when your saving grace about banging a dude is "he doesn't seem that bad."|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Check 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Check 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Check 6">>But at least he's sort of nice. He pulls off his shirt. And fit. Heat rises to your cheeks as you realize what you're thinking. Not because you're attracted to him, obviously. But your options were a big guy chugging beers and an angry guy chain-smoking cigarettes. If you have to get screwed by a guy you'd rather it be the fit, sort-of-nice one who does it. That doesn't make it gay, or mean I like dudes, you remind yourself. Anyone would make that same choice. Anyone. He smiles at your gaze. @@.green;"Now you're getting into it,"@@ he nods, pleased. @@.green;"That's more like it."@@ He has a four pack, and his muscles ripple a bit when he moves. Confused, you realize he caught you ogling him. You look down, embarrassed, and notice something worse. Your nipples are hard! Your inner thighs feel slick, too. Were the shorts wet, or something? They felt dry when I put them on. So why do you feel – then it hits you. You're slick because you're wet! I can't be getting turned on! It suddenly all feels very overwhelming. The things you're doing and feeling. You want to cry. @@.green;"I guess I see it,"@@ Check Mark muses. @@.green;"You look like a wild girl but act like a timid thing. It's a hot mix."@@ He settles down onto the couch and pats it, [[gesturing for you to join him.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Check 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Check 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Check 7">><<set $attracted to "the human form. Natural beauty. Nothing wrong with that. Nothing at all. Gender? Oh. You like girls, and um, that's it.">>You sit down, and he reaches over to tease your nipple. <<if $breastsize gte 20>><<AddFem 8>>You gasp from the sensation. @@.green;"You've got some nice tits,"@@ he says with admiration.<<else>><<AddFem 4>>@@.green;"Itty bitty committee?"@@ He chuckles, his fingers continuing to dance, eliciting a tiny gasp from you. @@.green;"Don't get me wrong, flat girls are hot, too. I just thought Lyle liked 'em big. You really don't seem like his type."@@<</if>> You blush, feeling more humiliated than ever. Why is my body getting so into this? @@.yellow;"Um,"@@ is all you manage. You don't want to say the wrong thing and drive him away. Not because you want him to continue! You need to screw three guys, and the longer this takes the worse it will feel. Plus you'd rather this guy bone you than someone else. Not because he's attractive! Obviously he isn't. But he's nice. Sort of. So far. He smiles. @@.green;"If this weren't a lazy fuck, I'd have a lot more fun with you. Maybe next time."@@ You nod, your face bright red. There won't be a next time, of course, but you don't need to actually say that. Check Mark lays on his side and tugs on your shoulder, pulling you down onto your right hip so that you're naked spooning. One arm goes over your shoulder so it can continue to <<if $breastsize gte 20>>fondle you<<else>>tease your chest<</if>>. Your ass is against his crotch, and you can feel his penis against your cheeks. You'd avoided looking at his dick when the two of you stripped, but even from your periphery it looked big. Now feeling it against your ass you revise "big" to "monster." [[And he's not even hard!|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Check 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Check 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Check 8">><<AddSex "Check Mark">>@@.yellow;"Will you fit,"@@ you nervously ask. He chuckles. @@.green;"What's the matter, Lyle doesn't stretch you out right?"@@ His breath is hot against your neck, and you can feel your nipples harden even further. His other hand reaches between your legs and strokes your ass, one thumb sliding down the crack and then touching your hole. You twitch and whimper, and then the thumb keeps going until it reaches your slit. @@.green;"At least you're wet,"@@ he murmurs. His thumb dips into you and you moan. Your whole body shudders. What was that? Your eyes widen. Why did that feel so sensitive, so good? Check Mark's penis hardens and a moment later you can feel it joining his thumb at the entrance to your slit. He guides his dick into you, eliciting another tense moan from you. @@.yellow;"Ahhh."@@ He pushes in, and it's like a million parts of your body are suddenly exploding with feelings of bliss. Check Mark's cock fills you up, rocking against your insides in a way that is so pleasurable it threatens to consume your sanity. You moan and lean back into him, overcome with desire. It shouldn't feel so good, so right, but it does. It does and [[you want more.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Check 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Check 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Check 9">><<set $sexstatus to "no longer a virgin, having lost your virginity in the back of a biker bar that also doubles as a criminal clubhouse.">>Check Mark puts one hand on your hip and steadies you. @@.green;"Slow down,"@@ he orders, gently rocking back and forth inside of you. @@.green;"I told you I'm not up for a hard bang-fest today."@@ You feel embarrassed that he chastised you as if you were some sort of horny skank. Even if you were moving too fast, it's because you just want it to be over. Not because I'm eager – ohhhh yes – or anything. His cock continues its implacable and steady penetration of you. The pleasure builds just as implacably, with every cell of your body firing at once with pleasure and lust. You don't want to be enjoying having sex with a guy, you don't want it to feel so good to have a penis inside your pussy. But it does, lord it does. Where getting fucked in your ass was always pain mixed with intermittent bursts of pleasure, there's hardly any pain here. Your new equipment handles even Check Mark's monster dick with ease, and if it can swallow something as big as that so soon you expect there to be no pain again ever. You gasp as once again he fills you to the brim with his cock. @@.green;"Damn, some girls can't take me all the way,"@@ he exhales into your ear. @@.green;"Fuck, you're tight, too."@@ He grunts this into your hair. @@.green;"How are you tight and taking all of it?"@@ You hope it's a rhetorical question, because even if you knew you couldn't answer. All that could manage right now in the ways of speech is a "rensningferk" which you don't think is even a word. His balls slap against you with every thrust. Combined with the position you two are in, you feel more feminine than ever. Sure, you've been bent over and plowed by Lyle before now, but the combined effect of everything makes this feel ten times worse. Orgasm washes over you in the form of your whole body going stiff. Your mind goes blank and you hear a girl screaming from far away, but you don't even care that you're the girl. It feels so good. You lose control of your body, incapable of ordering so much as a twitch of a limb. Thankfully, Check Mark doesn't let up on the sex, and [[your climax is accompanied by a second orgasm right behind it.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Check 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Check 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Check 10">>Too much. You're feeling so hypersensitive that you wail, your vagina tightening against his thick shaft, your body arching backwards as Check Mark thrusts into you. You feel him inhale suddenly, and then he pulls out of you. The sudden absence is a shock, and in your dim state your mourn the loss. No, please, come back. You float in an orgasmic high where you have no worries, your breaths shallow and fast. Everything is alright. It will all be okay. How could it not be? You feel so right. Check Mark doesn't say anything, letting you bask in your orgasm's aftereffects. You've never felt more grateful for anything else before. As your senses return, you're aware of something warm on your lower back. Check Mark's large dick is half-erect and pressed against your bottom in the same position as earlier. @@.green;"I pulled out, but most of it got on your ass,"@@ he remarks. @@.green;"Can you get up? I don't want to get any on me."@@ The Sail had seemed so gallant a few minutes ago, but he's still an unsympathetic criminal. Expecting him to care about you beyond your ability to fuck is unreasonable. It's okay for you to get his cum on you, but heaven forbid it touch him, right? But you have to admit, with how good you feel you almost don't even mind. @@.yellow;"Sure."@@ You try to rise, but your legs are jelly, and instead [[you fall to the floor next to the small bed.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Check 11"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Check 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Check 11">>Check Mark laughs. @@.green;"You're good for my ego."@@ You aren't sure what that means. He pulls on his clothes while you try to inspect the amount of spunk on your behind without smearing it too much. There's a copious quantity of seed all over your ass and lower back. Fuck, why didn't I grab a paper towel before coming back here? And what the hell is with this obsession with pulling out and ejaculating on you? Not seeing any hope for it, you decide to use <<if $current_outfit.id eq "custom_sail_slut">><<AddFem 8>>your thong to clean it up, as the leather vest and shorts won't do much to clean up fresh jizz. The thong's fabric is quickly soaked with cum, but you've managed to get the worst of it off of your skin. Unfortunately, there's no way you could wear it again. Globs of semen are in it, and you just won't put that on against your slit. It could get inside of you, and even though it's the same effect as if the men had finished in you, it seems worse to get it from putting on cummy clothing. As cleaned up as you can be, you stand up. You're wearing the tight leather shorts with no underwear, and the leather vest that holds your chest like an angry vice. There's no mirror in the room, but you bet you're looking more and more like a cheap, used whore.<<else>><<AddFem 6>>your tank top to clean it up. It's a disgusting mess, but the cum is off of your back, at least. Unfortunately, there's no way you could wear it again. Globs of semen are in it, and you just won't put that on against your chest. As cleaned up as you can be, you stand up. You're wearing the small denim shorts with your thong continuously rising above the waistband despite your efforts to keep it hidden, and the matching black bra. There's no mirror in the room, but you bet you're looking more and more like a trashy, dirty slut.<</if>> Check Mark has also finished getting dressed. @@.green;"That was worth waking up for,"@@ he yawns. @@.green;"I'm gonna go crash again. See you next time?"@@ It takes you a beat to grasp that this is a question and not a statement. The Sails mostly order you about, and having one ask you things feels foreign. [[You give him a hesitant nod, and he smiles.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta one Check 12"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta one Check 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta one Check 12">><<AddFem 50>>You follow him into the hallway. You expect to see Janet standing there, but the hallway is empty. Relieved, you look to the door that leads back to the main room. You don't want to go back in there. What you just did was bad enough, but to do it twice more? You tread after Check Mark down the hallway. Once in the main room he saunters back over to his napping spot in the chairs. The big man is still at the bar, but he doesn't look toward either of you. Janet is next to him, her back to the counter so she's facing you. She nods at you approvingly, but you just look away. [[You feel dirty.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta two Heracles"]] After all, you just had sex like it was a transaction, not an intimate experience.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta two Heracles ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta two Heracles">><<if $flag.sailtrifecta.includes("1ch")>>Out of the two guys who were there earlier, the scrawny man who was smoking and glaring at his phone is gone. That just leaves you with the big guy at the bar, who's been throwing back beers nonstop. Not seeing any other alternative, you reluctantly approach him. @@.yellow;"Hi,"@@ you mumble when you're close enough.<<else>><<if $fem gte 800>>Maybe it's because he reminds you of Benny, your coworker at the convience store, but you decide to approach the drunk man.<<else>>You figure that if these three men are your only options then you're better off talking to the drinker before he's had one too many. Not to mention the other guy is still asleep, and you don't want to get yelled at for waking someone up.<</if>> You cautiously walk up to the big dude at the bar. @@.yellow;"Hi,"@@ you mumble when you're close enough to be heard.<</if>> He turns two glazed eyes your way. @@.red;"Lyle's whore."@@ <<if $temp.text1.includes("h")>>You want to scowl at him for calling you that again, but you don't dare. @@.red;"Here to get a taste?"@@ He lewdly grabs his crotch and sniggers at you.<<else>>You hate being recognized as "Lyle's whore," but whatever. @@.red;"What do you want? Lonely without your man here?"@@ He laughs as if he just said the funniest joke in the world.<</if>> You stare down at your feet, not willing to say "yes" even though it would make this next step easier. Instead you just nod your head once, shame burning you. Suddenly you gasp as a tiny orgasm rocks you. You keep feeling these strange post-climax "ripples" where your body shakes, like you're having a series of small finishes to celebrate the big one from earlier. He appears to not have noticed. @@.red;"Let's do it."@@ He throws back his head and chugs the rest of his beer before slamming the empty can down onto the bar-top. @@.red;"Alright, let's go. I need to be back on the road soon."@@ He belches and gets off the barstool. He side-eyes you to make sure you're following him as he trundles toward the long hallway of rooms. He sways a bit and almost falls into the doorframe, but he manages to stay on his feet. You go past him and open the door to the room you were just in. @@.red;"Gotta be fast,"@@ the big man burps. He puts a hand to his forehead. @@.red;"I don't have all damn day."@@ You bow your head and [[the two of you enter the room.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta two Heracles 2"; $flag.sailtrifecta += "2he"; $sail2 to "sheracles"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta two Check ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta two Check">><<if $flag.sailtrifecta.includes("1he")>>Out of the two guys who were there earlier, the scrawny man who was smoking and glaring at his phone is gone. The sleeping fellow, the one with the newspaper over his face, he's still there. But you'd been hoping he'd be awake by the time you had to talk to him. You aren't sure what to do. Do you wake him? What if he's mad? There's no one else in the room to talk to, other than Heracles, but Janet said three different guys, not sex three times with one dude.<<else>>The Sail at the bar is drinking a bit too much for your comfort, especially after dealing with the drugged up Cappy. You'd hoped the sleeping man would be awake by now, but you'd rather risk his ire than the drinker's.<</if>> You look toward Janet. She's clearly watching you out of her peripheral vision. Her hand makes a subtle hurry it up movement. Not seeing a choice, you walk over to the sleeping Sail and clear your throat. When he doesn't move you awkwardly tap him on the shoulder. @@.green;"Go 'way."@@ He sounds tired. It's the voice of a man who wants to be alone with his thoughts, or who wants to flee from his thoughts by sleeping. Either way, he told you to leave him alone. At a loss, you look toward Janet again. She rolls her eyes at you and repeats the hand gesture. What are you supposed to do here? Do you just ask the guy to go have sex? Sadly, it's probably that easy for girls, but the idea is abhorrent to you. @@.yellow;"Do you have a minute?"@@ You sound even more timid than you feel. The man sighs and then lethargically pulls the newspaper away from his face. He's younger than you expected; you'd guess early twenties, but he could be older. He's got blonde hair and dark eyes, and a scar on one cheek in the shape of a small check mark. Check Mark looks you up and down. @@.green;"Not interested."@@ [[He pulls the newspaper back over his face.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta two Check 2"; $flag.sailtrifecta += "2ch"; $sail2 to "scheck"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta two Heracles 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta two Heracles 2">>He instantly crosses to the tiny bed and sits on it, which sags under his bulk but bravely remains in place. @@.red;"You're on top,"@@ he doesn't even look at you. He pulls off his vest and unbuckles his pants, pulling them down far enough for his penis to emerge. For the second time in the span of less than twenty minutes you undress. Muttonchops watches you the whole time. <<if $breastsize gte 20>><<AddFem 4>>@@.red;"Nice tits. They won't look as good when I cum all over them."@@ He laughs like he just told a hilarious joke.<<else>>@@.red;"Damn, you're small up there. Tell Janet to get you some new tits."@@<</if>> You look away from, not wanting to encourage him by reacting to his words. @@.red;"You're on top,"@@ Muttonchops snaps at you. @@.red;"My head hurts too much."@@ His penis is about average, both in length and girth.<<if $flag.sailtrifecta.includes("1ch")>> You're grateful, because you don't think you could handle another monster dong like Check Mark had.<</if>> Muttonchops is hard already, and your "downstairs" is still lubed up enough from what just happened, so when the Sail grabs your wrist and pulls you onto his lap it doesn't take a lot for him to [[penetrate you.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta two Heracles 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta two Heracles 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta two Heracles 3">><<AddSex "Heracles">>Your leg is stuck under you, and for a second you have to fight his grip just to unbend it. Once you do you're straddling Muttonchops' lap, his penis hard in between your inner thighs. He burps and the smell of beer and hot dogs assaults your nose, making you gag and pull back a little. That gave him the opening he needed. As your weight shifts he uses one hand to guide his dick up. Almost immediately you feel it inside of you. @@.yellow;"Ahhh!"@@ It didn't hurt, nor did it surprise you. So why did you cry out like that? Muttonchops grabs your hips, his fingers digging into your flesh. He shakes his arms rapidly, causing you to quickly move back and forth. Your eyes widen. Oh god. That feels good. He continues to shake you like some sort of ragdoll made for fucking, but you don't complain. Your groin goes round and round on his cock as if you were churning butter – why the fuck am I thinking about dairy right now? – and just like before, the pleasure begins to build quickly.<<if $flag.sailtrifecta.includes("1ch")>> He doesn't have the size of Check Mark, but he doesn't need it.<</if>> You're almost disappointed when the shaking stops. Muttonchops pants beneath you, his brow heavy with sweat. @@.red;"Do something,"@@ he orders. @@.red;"Lazy bitch, I ain't doin' all the work."@@ [[You gulp and nod before grinding against him.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta two Heracles 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta two Heracles 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta two Heracles 4">>Two months ago you peed standing up. Right now you're in the cowgirl position, grinding your vagina against a drunk man's cock while his prodigious belly rubs sweat against your skin. And the worst part is that you're going to fucking cum because of it. A moan bursts out of you, but you don't care. You don't care that he stopped moving your hips. You don't even care that you can see your reflection in his glasses, with your reddened cheeks and "fuck me harder" expression. All you care about is getting – @@.yellow;"YES!"@@ You orgasm, and your whole body shudders up and down his dick. You can't possibly keep yourself moving, and instead you fall onto his chest, your head on your forearms. @@.red;"Don't stop,"@@ he snarls. @@.red;"I'm close!"@@ Even if you wanted to keep going you can't get your body to obey you. You're high up on a cloud of bliss, too far away to care about threats. Muttonchops growls in frustration. You yelp as he swats one of your ass cheeks, a hard blow that you feel even through your haze. @@.red;"I'll beat your ass raw if you stop again,"@@ his eyes are wide and angry, so close to your own. You whimper and nod before you sit back up. Your legs still won't listen, but [[you push against his chest, using your arms to build up momentum again.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta two Heracles 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta two Heracles 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta two Heracles 5">>Muttonchops wasn't kidding when he said he was close. Ten seconds after smacking your ass and he pushes you off of him. His cock springs free of your vagina and hot white seed shoots out, coating your chest. One of your legs is stuck beneath you again, and his cum is getting all over you, but you don't care about either. You lay there, awkwardly soaking up his jizz, trying to chase your own euphoria. To your great frustration, however, it's gone. You want to cry. That post-orgasm haze is the best you've felt in weeks. No cares, no worries, just good feelings crashing through your body likes waves on a beach. You'd do anything to get it back again. Anything. You look down at your chest. The cum covers your <<if $breastsize gte 20>>tits<<else>>nipples<</if>> completely. When he finishes he shoves you further and you fall back against the wall, your head still swimming. @@.red;"Stupid bitch,"@@ he growls as he sits up, fixing his clothes. @@.red;"Almost ruined it."@@ He shoots you a glare. @@.red;"I'm gonna have to tell Lyle he needs to reign you in."@@ He stands up and staggers a bit, but manages to leave the room, shutting the door behind him and [[leaving you alone.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta two Check 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta two Check 2">>@@.yellow;"What?"@@ He doesn't want to sleep with you? You're not offended, just surprised. Obviously. @@.green;"I don't pay for sex,"@@ his voice is muffled by the print edition of local politics. It declares that Daniel Baker is vowing to bring decency back to Hope's Point. You scowl at Check Mark. Why does everyone keep assuming you're a hooker? @@.yellow;"I'm not a prostitute."@@ You have a job, for fuck's sakes. @@.green;"You look like one."@@ Ouch. He barely saw you for a second, how should he know? You want to argue with him, but the feeling of dried cum on your <<if $flag.sailtrifecta.includes("1ca")>>waist<<else>>chest<</if>> undercuts anything you could say in your defense. @@.yellow;"Well, I'm not."@@ You can't keep the hurt out of your voice. I'm not a prostitute. He lifts the tip of newspaper and looks at you with one tired eye. @@.green;"Then what do you want?"@@ You swallow and look toward the hallway. You can still vividly recall the feeling of <<if $flag.sailtrifecta.includes("1ca")>>Cappy's<<else>>Heracles'<</if>> dick inside you. Propositioning another man so soon isn't easy. @@.yellow;"Do you, um, want to go back with me?"@@ Check Mark snorts. @@.green;"So you're not a streetwalker, you're just horny?"@@ He says it so sarcastically that you can tell he's waiting for you to ask him for money. You swallow your shame. @@.yellow;"Yes."@@ His guess isn't true, but [[it's the easiest explanation.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta two Check 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta two Check 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta two Check 3">>He looks you up and down again. @@.green;"Yeah, alright."@@ He sits up and stretches. @@.green;"Getting the poison out might do the trick for me."@@ Getting the poison out? That's got to be the most disgusting metaphor you've ever heard for ejaculate. Is Janet sure these dudes are all clean? How could that be? <<if $flag.sailtrifecta.includes("1ca")>>Cappy<<else>>Heracles<</if>> was one of the grossest human beings you've ever met. Check Mark stands, and you note that he's about average height for a guy, which means he's taller than you. He trundles off toward the hallway and you shuffle your feet as you follow him. @@.green;"Whose broad are you?"@@ He stops and steps back so you can go past him and take the lead. He probably doesn't know which room to head to. It's a strange question, though you can easily guess what the "correct" answer is. @@.yellow;"Lyle's,"@@ you mumble. You edge past him and open the door to your fuck room. You dislike calling yourself "Lyle's broad" but you know that any other response would be wrong to Janet. Besides, [[maybe these guys will take it easy on you if they think you're under Lyle's protection.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta two Check 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta two Check 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta two Check 4">>The room already smells like sex and jism. Check Mark gives you an appraising look. @@.green;"He'll be back tomorrow and you need more that badly?"@@ He shakes his head with a chuckle, but still follows you inside. @@.green;"Whatever, just tell him that you approached me."@@ He frowns and looks down self-consciously. @@.green;"Not sure how to say this, but I'm not feeling my best self today,"@@ he admits. He continues sheepishly, @@.green;"Normally I'm all about having good sex, but this might be a lazy fuck, if you get my drift."@@ You have no idea what a lazy fuck is. Up until fifteen minutes ago you had zero fuck experience, period. If somebody asked you to describe a "regular" fuck as opposed to a "lazy" one you'd have no idea. You've seen plenty of porn but you doubt any of it was actually informative about normal copulating looked like. You're pretty sure there isn't always a second girl nearby reading to spit in a vagina to get it lubed up, but porns had that half the time. @@.yellow;"Okay."@@ [[It's the only thing you can think of to say back.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta two Check 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta two Check 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta two Check 5">>He looks at you curiously. @@.green;"Really, that's it? Just okay? You don't care if I get you off or not?"@@ He rests his hands on his hips. @@.green;"Is this some weird bullshit thing with Lyle? Because I don't want to get in the middle of it."@@ He scowls. @@.green;"You windtraps always think we'll get jealous if we see you banging a brother, but most of us don't give a shit. If you want to be one brother's then he's gotta claim you. And Lyle definitely ain't the type to shack up."@@ @@.yellow;"No,"@@ you squirm, uncomfortable with Check Mark's assumption that you're in some sort of lover's spat with Lyle. @@.yellow;"That isn't that, at all."@@ What kind of weird gang was this? These dudes "claim" women? And if you're not claimed then any of them can fuck you? So it's like being single instead of being in a relationship. You can sort of understand it when it's put like that. Though you don't like being called a windtrap. That's what the Sails call their female groupies, the trashy whores they bang and pass around like candy. You aren't that! @@.green;"Alright, well I tried. If shit happens it's on you."@@ He unbuckles his pants. For the second time in a matter of minutes you take off your clothing. @@.green;"Try to look less excited,"@@ Check Mark remarks dryly as he watches you tug off your shorts. @@.green;"You're way too high energy for me."@@ Normally that comment would make you laugh. Unfortunately, you're acutely aware of what you're about do be doing with him, and you just don't find much funny at the moment. He doesn't seem like a bad guy. [[It's a sad day when your saving grace about banging a dude is "he doesn't seem that bad."|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta two Check 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta two Check 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta two Check 6">><<set $attracted to "the human form. Natural beauty. Nothing wrong with that. Nothing at all. Gender? Oh. You like girls, and um, that's it.">>You sit down, and he reaches over to tease your nipple. <<if $flag.sailtrifecta.includes("1ca")>><<if $breastsize gte 20>><<AddFem 8>>You gasp from the sensation. @@.green;"You've got some nice tits,"@@ he says with admiration.<<else>><<AddFem 4>>@@.green;"Itty bitty committee?"@@ He chuckles, his fingers continuing to dance, eliciting a tiny gasp from you. @@.green;"Don't get me wrong, flat girls are hot, too. I just thought Lyle liked 'em big. You really don't seem like his type."@@<</if>> You blush, feeling more humiliated than ever. Why is my body getting so into this? @@.yellow;"Um,"@@ is all you manage. You don't want to say the wrong thing and drive him away. Not because you want him to continue! You need to screw three guys, and the longer this takes the worse it will feel. Plus you'd rather this guy bone you than someone else. Not because he's attractive! Obviously he isn't. But he's nice. Sort of. So far. He smiles. @@.green;"If this weren't a lazy fuck, I'd have a lot more fun with you. Maybe next time."@@<<else>>@@.green;"What the fuck, why are you sticky?"@@ He sniffs his fingers. @@.green;"This better not be what I think it is."@@ You blush, feeling more humiliated than ever. He must think I'm some depraved slut! @@.yellow;"Um."@@ What if he gets angry and won't fuck you? You need to screw three guys, and the longer this takes the worse it feels. Plus you'd rather this guy bone you than someone else. Not because he's attractive! Obviously he isn't. He scowls. @@.green;"You're a sick little kitty."@@ He reaches down and picks up your thong, then wipes his hand off on it and drops it back to where it was. @@.green;"This is lazy anyway, so I don't care. But next time take a damn shower first."@@<</if>> You nod, your face bright red. There won't be a next time, of course, but you don't need to actually say that. Check Mark lays on his side and tugs on your shoulder, pulling you down onto your right hip so that you're naked spooning. Your ass is against his crotch, and you can feel his penis against your cheeks. You'd avoided looking at his dick when the two of you stripped, but even from your periphery it looked big. Now feeling it against your ass you revise "big" to "monster." [[And he's not even hard!|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta two Check 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta two Check 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta two Check 7">>@@.yellow;"Will you fit,"@@ you nervously ask. He chuckles. @@.green;"What's the matter, Lyle doesn't stretch you out right?"@@ His breath is hot against your neck, and you can feel your cum-soaked nipples harden even further. His hand reaches between your legs and strokes your ass, one thumb sliding down the crack and then touching your hole. You twitch and whimper, and then the thumb keeps going until it reaches your slit. @@.green;"At least you're wet,"@@ he murmurs. His thumb dips into you and you moan. Your whole body shudders. No, it's too sensitive. You haven't recovered from the pounding your new tools took earlier, and even the slightest graze has you almost shivering from the sensation. Check Mark's penis hardens and a moment later you can feel it joining his thumb at the entrance to your slit. He guides his dick into you, eliciting a tense moan from you. @@.yellow;"Ahhh."@@ <<if $sail1 eq "sheracles">>Whereas with Heracles you didn't get into it until well after sex had started, this time it feels different.<</if>> Check Mark's cock fills you up, rocking against your insides in a way that is so pleasurable it threatens to consume your sanity. You moan and lean back into him, overcome with desire. Despite it being so sensitive you think you might faint, there's a deep need demanding for another release, another orgasmic high to [[escape the shame of what you're doing.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta two Check 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta two Check 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta two Check 8">><<AddSex "Check Mark">>Check Mark puts one hand on your hip and steadies you. @@.green;"Slow down,"@@ he orders, gently rocking back and forth inside of you. @@.green;"I told you I'm not up for a hard bang-fest today."@@ You feel embarrassed that he chastised you as if you were some sort of horny skank. Even if you were moving too fast, it's because you just want it to be over. Not because I'm eager – ohhhh yes – or anything. His cock continues its implacable and steady penetration of you. Like last time, the pleasure builds. But whereas before it went from zero to one hundred real quick, this time you can feel every cell of your body as they fire with pleasure and lust. You don't want to be enjoying having sex with guys, you don't want it to feel so good to have a penis inside your pussy. But it does, lord it does. Where getting fucked in your ass was always pain mixed with intermittent bursts of pleasure, there's hardly any pain here. Your new equipment handles even Check Mark's monster dick with ease, and if it can swallow something as big as that so soon you expect there to be no pain again ever. You gasp as he fills you to the brim with his cock. @@.green;"Damn, some girls can't take me all the way,"@@ he exhales into your ear. @@.green;"Fuck, you're tight, too."@@ He grunts into your hair. @@.green;"How are you tight and taking all of it?"@@ You hope it's a rhetorical question, because even if you knew you couldn't answer. All that could manage right now in the ways of speech is a "rensningferk" which you don't think is even a word. His balls slap against you with every thrust. Combined with the position you two are in, you feel more feminine than ever. Sure, you've been bent over and plowed before now, but the combined effect of everything makes this feel ten times worse. Orgasm washes over you in the form of your whole body going stiff. Your mind goes black and you hear a girl screaming from far away, just like the last time you orgasmed, but you don't even care that you're the girl. It feels so good. You lose control of your body, incapable of ordering so much as a twitch of a limb. Thankfully, Check Mark doesn't let up on the sex, and [[your climax is accompanied by a second orgasm right behind it.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta two Check 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta two Check 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta two Check 9">>Too much. You're feeling so hypersensitive that you wail, your vagina tightening against his thick shaft, your body arching backwards as Check Mark thrusts into you. You feel him inhale suddenly, and then he pulls out of you. The sudden absence is a shock, and in your dim state your mourn the loss. No, please, come back. You float in the same orgasmic high as last time, your breaths shallow and fast. Check Mark doesn't say anything, and he doesn't <<if $flag.sailtrifecta.includes("1ca")>>hurry and leave the way Cappy did<<else>>rush you off the bed the way Heracles did.<</if>> As your senses return, you're aware of something warm on your lower back. Check Mark's large dick is half-erect and pressed against your bottom in the same position as earlier. @@.green;"I pulled out, but most of it got on your ass,"@@ he remarks. @@.green;"Can you get up? I don't want to get any on me."@@ The Sail had seemed so gallant a few minutes ago, but he's still an unsympathetic criminal. Expecting him to care about you beyond your ability to fuck is unreasonable. It's okay for you to get his cum on you, but heaven forbid it touch him, right? But you have to admit, with how good you feel you almost don't even mind. @@.yellow;"Sure."@@ You try to rise, but your legs are jelly, and instead [[you fall to the floor next to the small bed.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta two Check 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta two Check 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta two Check 10">><<AddFem 6>>Check Mark laughs. @@.green;"You're good for my ego."@@ You aren't sure what that means. He pulls on his clothes while you try to inspect the amount of spunk on your behind without smearing it too much. There's a copious quantity of seed all over your ass and lower back. Fuck, why didn't I grab a paper towel before coming back here? And what the hell is with this obsession with pulling out and ejaculating on you? Both Sails have done it so far. Not seeing any hope for it, you decide to use <<if $current_outfit.id eq "custom_sail_slut">><<AddFem 8>>your thong to clean it up, as the leather vest and shorts won't do much to clean up fresh jizz. The thong's fabric is quickly soaked with cum, but you've managed to get the worst of it off of your skin. Unfortunately, there's no way you could wear it again. Globs of semen are in it, and you just won't put that on against your slit. It could get inside of you, and even though it's the same effect as if the men had finished in you, it seems worse to get it from putting on cummy clothing. As cleaned up as you can be, you stand up. You're wearing the ripped shorts with no underwear, and the leather vest. There's no mirror in the room, but you bet you're looking more and more like a cheap, used whore.<<else>>your tank top to clean it up. It's a disgusting mess, but the cum is off of your back, at least. Unfortunately, there's no way you could wear it again. Globs of semen are in it, and you just won't put that on against your chest. The cum from <<if $flag.sailtrifecta.includes("1ca")>>Cappy<<else>>Heracles<</if>> has barely dried, after all. As cleaned up as you can be, you stand up. You're wearing the ripped shorts with your thong peeking out, and a black bra. There's no mirror in the room, but you bet you're looking more and more like a trashy, dirty slut.<</if>> Check Mark has also finished getting dressed. @@.green;"That was worth waking up for,"@@ he yawns. @@.green;"I'm gonna go crash again. See you next time?"@@ It takes you a beat to grasp that this is a question and not a statement. The Sails mostly order you about, and having one ask you things feels foreign. [[You give him a hesitant nod, and he smiles.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta two Check 11"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta two Check 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta two Check 11">><<AddFem 50>>You follow him into the hallway. You're feeling quite tired now that the sex is done. Your crotch – no, your vagina – is sore. You hate calling it that, calling it what it is, but you've had two dicks in it in the span of half an hour. You can't exactly reconcile what you're doing without admitting that you have a functional vagina. You're almost surprised you aren't even sorer than you are. You had one cock in your ass and hurt for days, <<CheckBlowjob "Heracles">><<if $flag.sailtrifecta.includes("1ca") or _isonlist>>and that was with lube!<<else>>, granted you had lube then and now.<</if>> Is it because of the way they made your new equipment? You have no idea, and you don't particularly want to ask. You can only imagine what Janet would say if you told her you weren’t that sore. "Great news! That means you can take another two dicks!" Yeah, no chance you'll tell her shit. Check Mark saunters back over to his napping spot in the chairs. <<if $flag.sailtrifecta.includes("1ca")>>The big is still at the bar.<<else>>Heracles is still at the bar, but he ignores you.<</if>> Janet has moved to behind the bar top and is slowly polishing a pint glass that doesn't look like it needs to be cleaned. And considering you've only ever seen the Sails drinking out of cans you aren't even certain that there's a legitimate purpose to the motion. Is she just looking for an excuse to linger there and watch you? Her gaze meets yours. She smiles, [[a cruel expression that makes you conscious of the spunk on your body.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three">><<if $flag.sailtrifecta.includes("2he")>><<AddFem 50>>You do your best to get cleaned up, reusing the same dirty <<if $current_outfit.id eq "custom_sail_slut">>thong<<else>>tank top<</if>> from before. <<if $flag.sailtrifecta.includes("1ch")>>While Muttonchops wasn't as big as Check Mark, he doused you in far more cum than the bigger penis did.<</if>> The already soiled clothing doesn't do a great job of cleaning up your chest, but at least it's something. You get dressed, a process made harder by the soreness that's creeping up. Your vagina doesn't hurt, per se, but it definitely feels tender. Back when you were all male you'd sometimes feel like that after a marathon masturbation session. But it's weird to have it be from sex and not jerking off. Not to mention sex as a girl. You decide it's easier to not think about it. You slowly head back toward the main room. Muttonchops is already back at the bar, talking to Janet who is polishing a pint glass that looks pretty clean. Considering you've only ever seen the Sails drinking out of cans you aren't even certain that there's a legitimate purpose to the motion. Is she just looking for an excuse to linger there and watch you? Her gaze meets yours. She smiles, a cruel expression that makes you conscious of the spunk on your body. <</if>><<if $flag.sailtrifecta.includes("1ca")>><<if $flag.sailtrifecta.includes("2he")>>The last man up is the sleeper. But will you really have to wake him?<<else>>You break eye contact and look around. The only guy left is the drunk guy.<</if>> Just then the door to the outside opens. [[You recognize the person who walks in.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Fish"]]<<else>>You break eye contact and look around. Other than those three and you, there's nobody else in the room. The scrawny guy with the cigarette from earlier is gone. A faint hope flares within you. Does that mean I'm done? After all, Janet can't expect you to have sex with three dudes if only two are available. Maybe you're off the hook! Or maybe she'll make me wait for someone else to come in, you think sourly. That's probably more likely. Just then the door to the outside opens and your hopes are dashed. Here we go again, you sigh. But then [[you see who it is.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Tiger"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Fish ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Fish">>He's definitely a Sail. He's huge, with broad shoulders that threaten to get stuck in the doorway. His gang vest looks small in comparison; it's very tight on him, despite it hanging loosely on every other Sail. He's tall, with dark hair and darker eyes. The scruff on his face is new; the last time you saw him he was clean-shaven. Perhaps he hasn't had time to groom himself lately. Or perhaps he's trying a new style. A black bandana on his head hides most of his dark hair from view, but you've seen him without it before. Tiger surveys the room, his eyes spotting you almost immediately. One eyebrow quirks up, but that's the only hint of surprise on his face. He looks to where the sleeping man is, the newspaper completely blocking Sails' face. Justine's lover walks to the bar and Janet hands him a beer in a smooth motion. He opens it with a loud tssst that echoes throughout the room. Janet murmurs something to him and he nods before shooting a glance over his shoulder toward you. <<if $flag.sailtrifecta.includes("2he")>>[[Tiger shrugs and turns back to take a long swig of the alcohol.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Check"; $flag.sailtrifecta += "3ch"]]<<else>>[[Tiger shrugs and turns back to take a long swig of the alcohol.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Heracles"; $flag.sailtrifecta += "3he"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Tiger ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Tiger">>Oh no. No no no no. The person who walked in is definitely a Sail. He's huge, with broad shoulders that threaten to get stuck in the doorway. His gang vest looks small in comparison; it's very tight on him, despite it hanging loosely on every other Sail. He's tall, with dark hair and darker eyes. The scruff on his face is new; the last time you saw him he was clean-shaven. Perhaps he hasn't had time to groom himself lately. Or perhaps he's trying a new style. A black bandana on his head hides most of his dark hair from view, but you've seen him without it before. @@.yellow;"No,"@@ you whisper. Tiger surveys the room, his eyes spotting you almost immediately. One eyebrow quirks up, but that's the only hint of surprise on his face. He looks to where Check Mark is sleeping, the newspaper once again covering the tone Sails' face. Justine's lover walks to the bar and Janet hands him a beer in a smooth motion. He opens it with a loud tssst that echoes throughout the room. Janet murmurs something to him and he nods before shooting a glance over his shoulder toward you. [[Tiger shrugs and turns back to take a long swig of the alcohol.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Tiger 2"; $flag.sailtrifecta += "3ti"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Heracles ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Heracles">>Well, you're definitely not fucking Tiger. That leaves one option. You look toward the big guy at the bar, who's been throwing back beers nonstop. Not seeing any other alternative, you reluctantly approach him. @@.yellow;"Hi,"@@ you mumble when you're close enough. He turns two bloodshot eyes your way, his gaze vacant. @@.red;"Lyle's whore."@@ <<if $temp.text1.includes("h")>>You want to scowl at him for calling you that again, but you don't dare. @@.red;"Here to get a taste?"@@ He lewdly grabs his crotch and sniggers at you.<<else>>You hate being recognized as "Lyle's whore," but whatever. @@.red;"What do you want? Lonely without your man here?"@@ He laughs as if he just said the funniest joke in the world.<</if>> You stare down at your feet, not willing to say "yes" even though it would make this next step easier. Instead you just nod your head once, shame burning you. Suddenly you gasp as another tiny orgasm rocks you. Did I just cum while I was talking to this guy? [[The big Sail didn't even notice.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Heracles 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Heracles 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Heracles 2">>He sways slightly in his seat. @@.red;"Let's do it."@@ He throws back his head and chugs the rest of his beer before slamming the empty can down onto the bar-top. @@.red;"Let's be fast. I gotta be back on the road soon."@@ You give Janet a panicked expression. There's no way this guy should be driving. She shakes her head slightly and smiles. You follow her eyes to a pair of keys in her hand that she smoothly slips into her back pocket. That's good, at least now nobody will get hurt. The Sail belches and gets off the barstool. He side-eyes you to make sure you're following him as he trundles toward the long hallway of rooms. He sways a bit and almost falls into the doorframe, but he manages to stay on his feet. You go past him and open the door to the room you were just in. @@.red;"Gotta be fast,"@@ the big man burps. He puts a hand to his forehead. @@.red;"I don't have all damn day."@@ You bow your head and [[the two of you enter the room.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Heracles 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Heracles 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Heracles 3">>Muttonchops heads straight to the bed and sits down heavily on it, his jaw slack. You're half worried he's going to vomit everywhere. @@.yellow;"You okay?"@@ @@.red;"Shut up,"@@ he grunts. @@.red;"Windtraps ain't for talkin'. Strip."@@ You scowl, but do what he says. I am not a windtrap! In past visits you've seen the trashy girls hanging all over the bikers. Some of them were clearly girlfriends of a specific man, but most were girls who looked like either turned tricks round the corner or stripped for a living. Camilla is a windtrap. A hooker is a windtrap. I am not a windtrap. With your clothes off he motions you closer. He lays back, the bed bravely managing under his considerable bulk. @@.red;"You're on top."@@ Muttonchops undoes his belt and jeans. He looks like he might pass out at any moment. His face is pale and his eyes are shut. But you don't want to get yelled at again, and if he does pass out that won't be your fault. So you do what he says and [[you straddle him.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Heracles 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Heracles 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Heracles 4">><<AddSex "Heracles">>The guy is half hard despite being in a near stupor, and his dick grows fully erect when you get on top of him. You sit with his balls and shaft just in front of you, hoping he may pass out before you're forced to do anything. No such luck. @@.red;"Well,"@@ he growls. @@.red;"My cock can't ride itself, you dumb whore."@@ You really dislike this drunk prick, but at this point he's a means to an end. He's all that stands between you and getting your manhood back. So you man up, and manfully push his dick into your vagina. He isn't as large as Check Mark, which is actually a good thing because you're not sure you could have taken that again. Still, you feel full and tight with him inside of you. @@.yellow;"Ahhh,"@@ you moan without meaning to. @@.red;"Move,"@@ he tells you. @@.red;"I ain't doin' the work."@@ You bite your lip, but you figure if it gets this over with then you might as well. And if it feels good in the process, well, what's wrong with that? [[You rock your hips back and forth.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Heracles 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Heracles 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Heracles 5">>You can't believe you're fucking a criminal in the cowgirl position. It feels like a new low. At least Cappy offerred you drugs and Check Mark was sort of nice. This douche is just drunk and mean. He turns his head to the size and pants, his eyelids barely cracked open. It doesn't look like he'll be able to say or do much. @@.yellow;"Ahhh."@@ You keep moving, and it's starting to feel really good again. Your pussy is so sensitive you can't really handle lots of sudden movements, but if you go slowly it's okay. Deep in your stomach a warm feeling grows, spreading up and down you in a now familiar rush that you can't stop loving. It peaks, and you arch your back, a cry erupting from your throat. It's a wordless, guttural sound, so hoarse it sounds like you were chain-smoking cigarettes. You shudder and twitch atop Muttonchops, who doesn't even turn his head or acknowledge your change of movement. When you feel like you can get your body under control again [[you dismount the Sail.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Heracles 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Heracles 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Heracles 6">>Please don't be dead. The last thing you need is for the police to come. What if that's dick, Officer Collins? You're on the floor on your hands and knees. You peer close to Muttonchops' nose. Should I check his breathing? @@.red;"Ungh."@@ You jerk back in surprise, afraid he'll vomit all over you. He exhales slowly, and something warm hits you. A faint smile spreads over Muttonchops' face. You and watch in horror as his penis twitches and shoots another load at you, landing in your hair. He'd been ejaculating into the side of your head without realizing it! @@.red;"That's better."@@ Muttonchops sits up, his expression alert. @@.red;"Got the poison out."@@ What the fuck, that's a phrase with these dudes? @@.red;"Watch your attitude next time."@@ He scowls at you and then stands but almost topples over. He catches his balance and fixes his pants before stumbling out away. [[You stay where you are on the floor.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Heracles 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Heracles 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Heracles 7">><<AddFem 50>>Your groin is still exploding like a string of small firecrackers were set off inside of it, and it's a few minutes before you can rise up off the ground. When you do finally do move it's really more because of the spunk that's in your hair. It smells, and you feel faintly nauseous because of the odor. You have nothing left to clean up the cum with but your already soiled clothing, so you crawl over to that and try it again. It doesn't help much; all it does it mix the jizz of the three men together, but at least you get globs of Muttonchops' cum out of your locks. You drop the disgusting clothes and get to your feet. Your legs are shaky, and you're incredibly sore. [[It's easier to walk with a slight bend at the knees than in your normal gait.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails end"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Check ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Check">>Well, you're definitely not fucking Tiger. That leaves one option. You approach the sleeping Sail and clear your throat. When he doesn't move you awkwardly tap him on the shoulder. @@.green;"Go 'way."@@ He sounds tired. It's the voice of a man who wants to be alone with his thoughts, or who wants to flee from his thoughts by sleeping. Either way, he told you to leave him alone. At a loss, you look toward Janet again. She rolls her eyes at you and repeats the hand gesture. What are you supposed to do here? Do you just ask the guy to go have sex? Sadly, it's probably that easy for girls, but the idea is abhorrent to you. @@.yellow;"Do you have a minute?"@@ You sound even more timid than you feel. The man sighs and then lethargically pulls the newspaper away from his face. He's younger than you expected; you'd guess early twenties, but he could be older. He's got blonde hair and dark eyes, and a scar on one cheek in the shape of a small check mark. Check Mark looks you up and down. @@.green;"Not interested."@@ [[He pulls the newspaper back over his face.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Check 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Check 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Check 2">>@@.yellow;"What?"@@ He doesn't want to sleep with you? You're not offended, just surprised. Obviously. @@.green;"I don't pay for sex,"@@ his voice is muffled by the print edition of local politics. It declares that Daniel Baker is vowing to bring decency back to Hope's Point. You scowl at Check Mark. Why does everyone keep assuming you're a hooker? @@.yellow;"I'm not a prostitute."@@ You have a job, for fuck's sakes. @@.green;"You look like one."@@ Ouch. He barely saw you for a second, how should he know? You want to argue with him, but the feeling of dried cum on your chest and waist undercuts anything you could say in your defense. @@.yellow;"Well, I'm not."@@ You can't keep the hurt out of your voice. I'm not a prostitute. He lifts the tip of newspaper and looks at you with one tired eye. @@.green;"Then what do you want?"@@ You swallow and look toward the hallway. You can still vividly recall the feeling of Heracles' dick inside you. Propositioning another man so soon isn't easy. @@.yellow;"Do you, um, want to go back with me?"@@ Check Mark snorts. @@.green;"So you're not a streetwalker, you're just horny?"@@ He says it so sarcastically that you can tell he's waiting for you to ask him for money. You swallow your shame. @@.yellow;"Yes."@@ His guess isn't true, but [[it's the easiest explanation.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Check 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Check 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Check 3">>He looks you up and down again. @@.green;"Yeah, alright."@@ He sits up and stretches. @@.green;"Getting the poison out might do the trick for me."@@ Getting the poison out? That's got to be the most disgusting metaphor you've ever heard for ejaculate. Is Janet sure these dudes are all clean? How could that be? Heracles was one of the grossest human beings you've ever met. Check Mark stands, and you note that he's about average height for a guy, which means he's taller than you. He trundles off toward the hallway and you shuffle your feet as you follow him. @@.green;"Whose broad are you?"@@ He stops and steps back so you can go past him and take the lead. He probably doesn't know which room to head to. It's a strange question, though you can easily guess what the "correct" answer is. @@.yellow;"Lyle's,"@@ you mumble. You skirt past him and open the door to your fuck room. You dislike calling yourself "Lyle's broad" but you know that any other response would be wrong to Janet. Besides, maybe these guys will take it easy on you if they think you're under Lyle's protection. The room reeks of sex and jism. Check Mark gives you an appraising look. @@.green;"He'll be back tomorrow and you need more that badly?"@@ He shakes his head with a chuckle, but still follows you inside. @@.green;"Whatever, just tell him that you approached me."@@ He frowns and looks down self-consciously. @@.green;"Not sure how to say this, but I'm not feeling my best self today,"@@ he admits. He continues sheepishly, @@.green;"Normally I'm all about having good sex, but this might be a lazy fuck, if you get my drift."@@ You have no idea what a lazy fuck is. Up until thirty minutes ago you had zero fuck experience, period. If somebody asked you to describe a "regular" fuck as opposed to a "lazy" one you'd have no idea. You've seen plenty of porn but you doubt any of it was actually informative about normal copulating looked like. You're pretty sure there isn't always a second girl nearby reading to spit in a vagina to get it lubed up, but pornos had that half the time. @@.yellow;"Okay."@@ [[It's the only thing you can think of to say back.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Check 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Check 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Check 4">>He looks at you curiously. @@.green;"Really, that's it? Just okay? You don't care if I get you off or not?"@@ He rests his hands on his hips. @@.green;"Is this some weird bullshit thing with Lyle? Because I don't want to get in the middle of it."@@ He scowls. @@.green;"You windtraps always think we'll get jealous if we see you banging a brother, but most of us don't give a shit. If you want be one brother's then he's gotta claim you. And Lyle definitely ain't the type to shack up."@@ @@.yellow;"No,"@@ you squirm, uncomfortable with Check Mark's assumption that you're in some sort of lover's spat with Lyle. @@.yellow;"That isn't that, at all."@@ What kind of weird gang was this? These dudes "claim" women? And if you're not claimed then any of them can fuck you? So it's like being single instead of being in a relationship. You can sort of understand it when it's put like that. Though you don't like being called a windtrap. That's what the Sails call their female groupies, the trashy whores they bang and pass around like candy. You aren't that! @@.green;"Alright, well I tried. If shit happens it's on you."@@ He unbuckles his pants. For the third time in an afternoon you take off your clothing. @@.green;"Try to look less excited,"@@ Check Mark remarks dryly as he watches you tug off your shorts. @@.green;"You're way too high energy for me."@@ Normally that comment would make you laugh. Unfortunately, you're acutely aware of what you're about do be doing with him, and you just don't find much funny at the moment. He doesn't seem like a bad guy. [[It's a sad day when your saving grace about banging a dude is "he doesn't seem that bad."|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Check 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Check 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Check 5">>But at least he's sort of nice. He pulls off his shirt. And fit. Heat rises to your cheeks as you realize what you're thinking. Not because you're attracted to him, obviously. But you just got fucked by a big, mean, sweaty guy with muttonchops, and a cranked out old man plowed you before that. If you have to get screwed by a guy you'd rather it be the fit, sort-of-nice one who does it. That doesn't make it gay, or mean I like dudes, you remind yourself. Anyone would make that same choice. Anyone. He smiles at your gaze. @@.green;"Now you're getting into it,"@@ he nods, pleased. @@.green;"That's more like it."@@ He has a four pack, and his muscles ripple a bit when he moves. Confused, you realize he caught you ogling him. You look down, embarrassed, and notice something worse. Your nipples are hard! Your inner thighs feel slick, too. I thought I got all the cum off of me, and what I didn't dried. So why do you feel – then it hits you. You're not slick with man cum, you're slick because you're wet! I can't be getting turned on! It suddenly all feels very overwhelming. The things you're doing and feeling. You want to cry. @@.green;"I guess I see it,"@@ Check Mark muses. @@.green;"You look like a wild girl but act like a timid thing. It's a hot mix."@@ He settles down onto the couch and pats it, [[gesturing for you to join him.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Check 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Check 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Check 6">><<set $attracted to "the human form. Natural beauty. Nothing wrong with that. Nothing at all. Gender? Oh. You like girls, and um, that's it.">>You sit down, and he reaches over to tease your nipple. @@.green;"What the fuck, why are you sticky?"@@ He sniffs his fingers. @@.green;"This better not be what I think it is."@@ You blush, feeling more humiliated than ever. He must think I'm some depraved slut! @@.yellow;"Um."@@ What if he gets angry and won't fuck you? You need to screw three guys, and the longer this takes the worse it feels. Plus you'd rather this guy bone you than someone else. Not because he's attractive! Obviously he isn't. He scowls. @@.green;"You're a sick little kitty."@@ He reaches down and picks up your thong, then wipes his hand off on it and drops it back to where it was. @@.green;"This is lazy anyway, so I don't care. But next time take a damn shower first."@@ You nod, your face bright red. There won't be a next time, of course, but you don't need to actually say that. Check Mark lays on his side and tugs on your shoulder, pulling you down onto your right hip so that you're naked spooning. Your ass is against his crotch, and you can feel his penis against your cheeks. You'd avoided looking at his dick when the two of you stripped, but even from your periphery it looked big. Now feeling it against your ass you revise "big" to "monster." [[And he's not even hard!|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Check 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Check 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Check 7">>@@.yellow;"Will you fit,"@@ you nervously ask. He chuckles. @@.green;"What's the matter, Lyle doesn't stretch you out right?"@@ His breath is hot against your neck, and you can feel your cum-soaked nipples harden even further. His hand reaches between your legs and strokes your ass, one thumb sliding down the crack and then touching your hole. You twitch and whimper, and then the thumb keeps going until it reaches your slit. @@.green;"At least you're wet,"@@ he murmurs. His thumb dips into you and you moan. Your whole body shudders. No, it's too sensitive. You haven't recovered from the pounding your new tools took earlier, and even the slightest graze has you almost shivering from the sensation. Check Mark's penis hardens and a moment later you can feel it joining his thumb at the entrance to your slit. He guides his dick into you, eliciting a tense moan from you. @@.yellow;"Ahhh."@@ Though the last two sex acts were pleasurable, this time it feels even better. Check Mark's cock fills you up, rocking against your insides in a way that is so pleasurable it threatens to consume your sanity. You moan and lean back into him, overcome with desire. Despite it being so sensitive you think you might faint, there's a deep need demanding for another release, another orgasmic high to [[escape the shame of what you're doing.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Check 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Check 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Check 8">><<AddSex "Check Mark">>Check Mark puts one hand on your hip and steadies you. @@.green;"Slow down,"@@ he orders, gently rocking back and forth inside of you. @@.green;"I told you I'm not up for a hard bang-fest today."@@ You feel embarrassed that he chastised you as if you were some sort of horny skank. Even if you were moving too fast, it's because you just want it to be over. Not because I'm eager – ohhhh yes – or anything. His cock continues its implacable and steady penetration of you. Like last time, the pleasure builds. But whereas before it went from zero to one hundred real quick, this time you can feel every cell of your body as they fire with pleasure and lust. You don't want to be enjoying having sex with guys, you don't want it to feel so good to have a penis inside your pussy. But it does, lord it does. Where getting fucked in your ass was always pain mixed with intermittent bursts of pleasure, there's hardly any pain here. Your new equipment handles even Check Mark's monster dick with ease, and if it can swallow something as big as that so soon you expect there to be no pain again ever. You gasp as he fills you to the brim with his cock. @@.green;"Damn, some girls can't take me all the way,"@@ he exhales into your ear. @@.green;"Fuck, you're tight, too."@@ He grunts into your hair. @@.green;"How are you tight and taking all of it?"@@ You hope it's a rhetorical question, because even if you knew you couldn't answer. All that could manage right now in the ways of speech is a "rensningferk" which you don't think is even a word. His balls slap against you with every thrust. Combined with the position you two are in, you feel more feminine than ever. Well, maybe not ever. You did just have a man between your legs. And after that you rode another. Orgasm washes over you in the form of your whole body going stiff. Your mind goes black and you hear a girl screaming from far away, just like the last time you orgasmed, but you don't even care that you're the girl. It feels so good. You lose control of your body, incapable of ordering so much as a twitch of a limb. Thankfully, Check Mark doesn't let up on the sex, and [[your climax is accompanied by a second orgasm right behind it.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Check 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Check 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Check 9">>Too much. You're feeling so hypersensitive that you wail, your vagina tightening against his thick shaft, your body arching backwards as Check Mark thrusts into you. You feel him inhale suddenly, and then he pulls out of you. The sudden absence is a shock, and in your dim state your mourn the loss. No, please, come back. You float in a more enhanced orgasmis, your breaths shallow and fast. Check Mark doesn't say anything, and doesn't rush you off the bed the way Heracles did. As your senses return, you're aware of something warm on your lower back. Check Mark's large dick is half-erect and pressed against your bottom in the same position as earlier. @@.green;"I pulled out, but most of it got on your ass,"@@ he remarks. @@.green;"Can you get up? I don't want to get any on me."@@ The Sail had seemed so gallant a few minutes ago, but he's still an unsympathetic criminal. Expecting him to care about you beyond your ability to fuck is unreasonable. It's okay for you to get his cum on you, but heaven forbid it touch him, right? But you have to admit, with how good you feel you almost don't even mind. @@.yellow;"Sure."@@ You try to rise, but your legs are jelly, and instead [[you fall to the floor next to the small bed.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Check 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Check 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Check 10">>Check Mark laughs. @@.green;"You're good for my ego."@@ You aren't sure what that means. He pulls on his clothes while you try to inspect the amount of spunk on your behind without smearing it too much. There's a copious quantity of seed all over your ass and lower back. Fuck, why didn't I grab a paper towel before coming back here? And what the hell is with this obsession with pulling out and ejaculating on you? All three Sails have done it so far. You lay back, too worn out to do anything. Check Mark finishes getting dressed. @@.green;"That was worth waking up for,"@@ he yawns. @@.green;"I'm gonna go crash again. See you next time?"@@ It takes you a beat to grasp that this is a question and not a statement. The Sails mostly order you about, and having one ask you things feels foreign. [[You give him a hesitant nod, and he smiles.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Check 11"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Check 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Check 11">><<AddFem 50>>Your groin is still exploding like a string of small firecrackers were set off inside of it, and it's a few minutes before you can rise up. When you do finally do move it's really more because of the spunk that's still on you. The jizz smells, and you feel faintly nauseous because of the odor. You have nothing left to clean up the cum with but your already soiled clothing, so you crawl over to that and try it again. It doesn't help much; all it does it mix the jizz of the three men together, but at least you get globs of Check Mark's spunk off of you. You drop the disgusting clothes and get to your feet. Your legs are shaky, and you're incredibly sore. [[It's easier to walk with a slight bend at the knees than in your normal gait.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails end"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Tiger 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Tiger 2">>Janet's eyes meets yours. You try to telepathically tell her that you cannot do this. She wants you to have sex with criminal lowlives? Disgusting, and awful, and you'll probably need years of therapy, but fine. Whatever. However, you draw the line at having sex with your best friend's romantic interest. Lyle's mother frowns and her stare threatens to engulf you. She says something quietly and Tiger grunts and nods. Janet's eyes never leave yours, and you know what she wants. What she expects. Can you really do this? I mean, Justine did say they aren't exclusive. And it's not like she hasn't been open about screwing anyone she wants to. Nor would she seem to care if Tiger banged someone else. But it was weeks ago when she said they were friends with benefits. What if her feelings have changed since then? And even if they haven't, you're pretty sure sleeping with your friend's hookup violates some sort of girl code. Or fuck, it violates "be a decent human being" code. But there are no other men here. On weekends and nights the clubhouse fills up with gang members and the trashy women they call "windtraps." On a Wednesday afternoon it's deader than a cemetery. If you want to get out of here you need to do it, and you'll just have to hope Justine never finds out. Or that if she does she won't care.<<if $fem lt 700>> Actually, better to hope that he turns you down, right? Then Janet won't be mad at you at all!<</if>> You approach him, dragging your feet the whole way, every step feeling like a mile. You reach Tiger as he drains the last of his beer, the can crumbling as he squeezes it tightly. @@.yellow;"Hey,"@@ [[you murmur.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Tiger 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Tiger 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Tiger 3">>He glances back toward you and grunts. A faint smile appears on Janet's face. She knows Justine is with him, she knows you're betraying your friend just to appease this awful woman's demands. She knows she's won. You've never hated anyone more in that moment than you hate Lyle's mother. You clear your throat and try again. @@.yellow;"Hey."@@ What do you say? Do you just ask him to fuck you? He sighs and stands up, startling you and making you quickly skirt backward. He turns and faces you, his face questioning. You take a deep breath. @@.yellow;"I have a room back there,"@@ you stammer. What if he says no? What if he tells Justine? But all he does is nod and head toward the hallway. Well, that was easy. Girls really can get laid whenever they want. It's hardly fair. Sure, sometimes that means lowering standards to "strange men you meet in a criminal hangout," but the point still stands. You watch Tiger's retreating form. Shit. You'd really hoped this wouldn't happen. But what's the alternative? If you disobey Janet who knows what she might have done to Justine? [[The only way to protect your best friend is to sleep with her man.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Tiger 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Tiger 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Tiger 4">>This is so fucked. You follow Tiger, glaring daggers into his back. You knew he was no good. What kind of guy would sleep with his girl's best friend? A pig, that's who. Justine deserves better. The irony is not lost on you, but it comforts you to hate him. You'd been jealous that he got to have sex with the beautiful redhead while you were sidelined to hearing about it. And sure, it's possible that your jealousy may have colored your feelings toward Tiger, but even an unbiased person would agree he's awful. Probably. Tiger opens the door to the hallway and waits for you to go through. For the third time you take the lead to your sex room, and once inside you shut the door. You don't think the barrier will be strong enough to keep the act a secret from the world, but you can hope. When you turn back Tiger surprises you by stepping toward you closely, his giant form easily dwarfing you. You've never felt so small, so petite before. Some women probably like the sensation of having a big man nearby. You're not one of them. Both of his hands rise and he presses them against the doorframe, capturing you in-between two of the thickest wrists you've ever seen. He leans in as if he's going to kiss you, but hesitates at the last second. His nose wrinkles, and you can tell he smells the scent of sex and man seed that lingers in the room. One corner of his mouth upturns slightly, though you aren't sure if it's from amusement or something else. Instead of kissing you [[he unzips his jeans and pulls out his penis.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Tiger 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Tiger 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Tiger 5">>You look down at it. Not all men are created equal. You wouldn't call it small by any means, but compared to Check Mark or Lyle it's not that impressive. Perhaps a bit bigger than average, but not by much. It's bigger than yours was, that's for sure. But you're a bit surprised. You assumed this dude would have a horse cock, not a normal cock. Justine was satisfied with this? Even the girth is just, well, average. You aren't disappointed in his size, of course. <<if $flag.sailtrifecta.includes("2he")>><<AddFem 6>>But after Check Mark you can't imagine anything smaller hitting the spots that he hit, causing the pleasure that he caused… you shiver at the memory.<<else>>You're sore enough after Muttonchops that you're just grateful Tiger's penis isn't bigger.<</if>> Tiger misinterprets your shiver, thinking it's caused by the sight of his penis. His smile reaches both corners of his mouth now. He lowers one hand and tugs down your shorts. <<if $flag.sailtrifecta.includes("2he")>>The fabric rips even further, and the seam that held one side of the zipper completely separates. Even if you zipped them up they wouldn't hide anything; the tear goes from the waistband to where you vagina sits.<<else>>They slide off of you and fall to the floor.<</if>> <<if $current_outfit.id eq "custom_sail_slut">>With your shorts gone there's nothing between him and your insides, except for the softness of his penis.<<else>>Now all that's between him and your insides is your thong. As if reading your mind, Tiger tugs your underwear to the side, revealing your slit.<</if>> His free hand grabs your wrist tightly, but not painfully, and brings it to his crotch. You get the message, and your fingers enclose around his member, the warm cock already stiffening from your touch. You stroke it and watch as it hardens. With every stroke you note that [[your earlier assessment of his size was quite accurate.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Tiger 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Tiger 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Tiger 6">>Once he's at attention he wastes no time. His arm wraps around your waist and lifts you up while his hips press forward, pinning you against the door. His other hand reaches down and lifts one of your legs, wrapping it around him. You realize what he wants and you do the same with your other leg. I'm about to be fucked against the wall, you realize with horror. You'd seen that done often in porn, but you'd never thought you would participate in this particular position. You aren't the strongest of guys, and you never thought you'd be able to lift a girl that way, so you wrote the sex act off. It never occurred to you that you'd be involved from the other perspective. A feeling in your groin that you're beginning to recognize makes your face flush. Why is this turning me on? Why are you wet again? Why does that keep happening? There's no way being fucked like a girl should arouse you! It must be that damn doctor's fault. He or Camilla must have done something, because the real you would never be excited by this! Tiger's dick is sort of hard, but not fully erect. Evidently that doesn't bother him. He rocks his hips forward, trying to angle it in. When that doesn't work he lets go of you with one of his arms so he can guide his dick. You're worried for a moment that he'll drop you, but even with just one limb he holds your weight up with no visible strain. The head of his cock enters you and you gasp. He signs in contentment and then his arm returns to holding you, while [[his hips push forward.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Tiger 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Tiger 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Tiger 7">><<AddSex "Tiger">>His dick rocks back and forth like a piston. None of the Sails, with the exception of Check Mark, seem to give a shit about foreplay unless it's for them. And even Check Mark didn't actually do foreplay, he just vaguely hinted that he would next time. It's a bit annoying. They're all selfish fucks. Literally. The big man holds you tightly, your legs wrapped his waist, and you're just grateful that there's no mirror to force you to watch your shame. One thing you didn't expect from the new angle is how it would feel. Tiger's penis might not be as big as Check Mark's, but it's hitting you in different ways and that feels really good.<<if $flag.sailtrifecta.includes("2he")>> And unlike Muttonchops Tiger is willing to do some work.<</if>> Last summer you had entire days where you did nothing but jerk off from morning to night, with small breaks in-between to watch anime. But climaxing multiple times with a penis always had diminishing returns. Too soon after the first orgasm and the next felt weaker and lasted a shorter amount of time. But now, with Tiger's dick pumping in and out of you, pinned against the wall, you feel your biggest orgasm yet coming. Apparently vaginas just keep ratcheting up the pleasure. Could it just go on forever? In a way it's impressive that girls get anything done; you don't see why most of them don't spend all day long penetrating themselves. Your body begins to shudder, the telltale warning sign that a bliss-explosion is just around the corner. As before, the sensitivity threatens to overwhelm you. Half of you thinks it's too much, [[the other half wants more.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Tiger 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Tiger 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Tiger 8">>You cry out, a sound that's part warble and part moan. Without realizing what you're doing you chomp down on Tiger's shoulder just to stop yourself from biting through your own tongue. He doesn't seem to mind; in fact, the feeling of your teeth on his body seems to be what pushes him over the edge. He abruptly pulls out of you, which is a damn shame because your orgasm is still ongoing and the loss of his penis drops the pleasure from an eleven to an eight. But things inside of you feel so intense and hypersensitive that an eight right now is like a twenty as a male. Tiger loosens his grip on you somewhat and your back slides down the wall slowly, until his hands hold you by the armpits instead of the waist. Your legs unwrap from their position around his hips and they fall to the floor, though they're too much like jelly to support you yet. His penis, engorged and red, stares you in the face like an angry serpent. The snake hisses. No, wait, that's just your addled brain mistaking a penis ejaculating for a viper opening its mouth. Cum – there must be gallons of it – strikes you in the face. You don't care. Let him do what he wants. Worse shit has happened to you in the last hour, probably. You close your eyes and soak in the euphoria of sexual release. [[But that also soaks you in spunk.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Tiger 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Tiger 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Tiger 9">><<if $flag.sailtrifecta.includes("2he")>>Heracles jizzed on your chest, Check Mark on your ass and lower back,<<else>>Check Mark jizzed on your ass and lower back, Muttonchops on your chest,<</if>> and now Tiger on your face. Why is Lyle the only Sail who ever cums inside of you? Your eyes are closed but you can feel ropes of seed hitting your cheeks, your eyelids, your nose and mouth. Tiger must have a firehose for a cock, because his cum hits you with so much pressure you briefly wonder if a hydrant came undone. Whatever. It's just one more indignity in a day of indignities. You know when the deluge finally stops because Tiger's grip on you loosens properly. He gently drops you the rest of the way of the way to the floor. You sit there, your back against the door, eyes still shut. You don't want to face reality. Not yet. Yes, your awful task is now done. You've fucked three men. Or rather, you've been fucked by three men. But one of them was your best friend's something. And you're covered in jizz like some sort of cheap hooker. Your face is slimey. And you feel good. You want to hate it. You want a lot of things. The big man clears his throat and [[you open one bleary eye.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails trifecta three Tiger 10"]] The other must have thick man-batter on it, because when you try to open it there's an immediate stinging sensation.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails trifecta three Tiger 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails trifecta three Tiger 10">><<AddFem 50>>He stands there and wordlessly puts his hand on the doorknob, indicating he wishes to leave. Tiger's clothes are already back in order, and he looks down at you impassively. Maybe the cum on your face isn't that bad after all? He's not looking at you like you're a disgusting mess. Your groin is still exploding like a string of small firecrackers were set off inside of it, but you push yourself out of the way enough that Tiger is able to leave. When you do finally do move it's really more because of the spunk on your face than because you feel capable of standing. The jizz smells, and you feel faintly nauseous because of the odor. You have nothing left to clean up the cum with but your already soiled clothing, so you crawl over to that and try it again. It doesn't help much; all it does it mix the jizz of the three men together, but at least you get globs of Tiger's spunk off of you. You drop the disgusting clothes and get to your feet. Your legs are shaky, and you're incredibly sore. [[It's easier to walk with a slight bend at the knees than in your normal gait.|W6W][$control.location to "Sails end"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails end ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails end">>Janet comes into the room right before you can leave it. At least that saves you the humiliation of having to back into the main bar room. In her arms is the cardboard box of your stuff. @@.janet;"Don't you look all pretty,"@@ she snidely remarks. You have no idea how much cum is still all over you, but you don't need a mirror to know that you probably look like a hot mess. @@.janet;"Here."@@ She drops the box to the floor. @@.janet;"Go home. We'll talk more later."@@ You want to ask when you can get rid of the vagina, but you're exhausted. Having an emotionally charged conversation with a manipulative woman isn't a good idea under the best of circumstances, let alone now. You nod and peel off what's left of the clothing she gave you. You take a perverse pleasure in dropping them onto the pile of jizz-soaked stuff. Knowing Janet will have to touch it all feels like a minor victory. You put your work clothes back on, not worried about getting them dirty. Your eWardrobe at home can clean them up just fine. You wearily walk past Janet and her damn smirk, a cigarette dangling out of her mouth that waves at you with a bright hand as you shuffle down the hallway. You go out the back door you came in, not wanting to deal with more people. You can hear noise coming from the main room, which means more Sails and girls have likely arrived. You can't abide the thought of anyone else seeing you like this. You circle round the building and get your bike. You're way too sore to ride it, so [[you begin the long walk home|W6W][$control.location to "Sails end 2"; $queue.outfit to "sasha_sleepover"]]. At least you can lean on the handlebars for some support.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails end 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails end 2">>By the time you get to the cottage it's dark out. You want nothing more to collapse into bed, but instead you strip and get into the shower. You keep the bathroom lights off, not wanting to see the white mess that will stream off of you. The eWardrobe can do a better job of cleaning you, but the hot water of the shower is comforting. Under the warm water you forbid yourself from thinking about what happened. As one of your favorite shows says, a problem for Future $name. Instead you daydream about life as Danny Jones, the most popular guy in his college dorm. Girls leave their number on your whiteboard, boys ask when you're going to the dining hall for food. When you go into the quad people wave and ask you to sit with them. When the shower ends you go into the eWardrobe and do a real cleaning routine as well as changing into your pajamas. Though you haven’t eaten since lunch, you have no appetite. The scent of jizz is still in your nose and you want nothing more than to [[escape to sleep.|W6R]]<</daypassage>>

<<daypassage>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date">><<if $route.chris>><<if $current_outfit.category eq "casual">>You don't know what to expect for tonight with Chris, but if it's anything like last time you're better off wearing something casual.<<else>><<AddFem 2>>You don't know what to expect for the date with Chris, but it never hurts to dress up a little. Even if it's another round of mini golf, you can still try to look good. Crazy how I'm worried about looking good for a guy. I hardly recognize myself any more.<</if>> You sit on the couch, browsing Peddit until there's a knock at the door. Chris is wearing black jeans and a red polo shirt that fits him like a glove. The shirt and jeans both straddle that line of being casual enough for something like putt putt, but classy enough that you wouldn't bat an eye to see him at a steakhouse. @@.chris;"This if for you."@@ He extends one hand, giving you a bouquet of wildflowers. @@.yellow;"Thank you so much."@@ <<AddFem 2>>You have no idea what you're supposed to do with them. Girls apparently like this sort of thing, though. You go into the kitchen and leave them next to the sink, where they'll be out of his sight. It's a sweet thought, I guess. You return to the living room. @@.chris;"You look @@<<if $current_outfit.category eq "casual">>@@.chris;great,"@@ Chris says with a big smile. You flush self-consciously. @@.yellow;"Are you sure? I didn't know where we were going. I'm worried I'm not dressed up enough."@@ His smile doesn't waver an inch. @@.chris;"You'll be fine. Trust me, if I could wear basketball shorts all day I would."@@ You share a laugh and then [[follow him out to his car.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris"]]<<else>>@@.chris;amazing,"@@ Chris says with a whistle. You flush self-consciously. @@.yellow;"Really? I didn't know where we were going, I'm nervous I'll be over dressed."@@ He shakes his head. @@.chris;"Not a chance. You're wearing the hell out of that @@<<if $current_outfit.tags.includes("dress")>>@@.chris;dress."@@<<else>>@@.chris;outfit."@@<</if>> You roll your eyes at the compliment, but smile anyway. It was nice of him to say. Chris leads the way and [[you follow him to his car.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris"]]<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $route.candice>><<if $current_outfit.category eq "casual">>You don't know what to expect for tonight with Candice, so maybe being comfortable is best. You'd look a little underdressed for something like Full Rose, but if it's a big issue you can change when she arrives.<<else>><<AddFem 1>>You don't know what to expect for the date with Candice, but it never hurts to dress up a little. You can still try to look good, even if it's just another trip to a bar.<</if>> When you're done getting ready you sit on the couch and browse Peddit for a while. You get up when there's a knock at the door and open it to reveal Candice. She's wearing nice black jeans and a white button down shirt. Black suspenders keep the jeans up in lieu of a belt. She's got on a pair of grey boots, and between the natural paleness of her face and the muted colors she's wearing she looks somewhat washed out. She's wearing a pair of sunglasses with round lenses and gold trim, likely to fight the brightness of the setting sun. You both speak at the same time. @@.yellow;"You look so good!"@@ <<if $current_outfit.category eq "casual">>@@.candice;"Hey, good lookin'."@@<<else>>@@.candice;"Hey, hot stuff."@@<</if>> You both laugh at talking over one another. Candice is the first to repeat herself. @@.candice;"You're quite the hot date tonight."@@ @@.yellow;"Speak for yourself. I really like your outfit."@@ You aren't kidding. It's not too far off of what you would have worn in your Danny days. Not sure if that says more about me or about her. Anyways, Candice looks really trendy. She'd fit right in if she were to go the big city. Maybe you'll have to take her there some day, show her your home. As if that could ever happen. Yeah, it's a bit unlikely that those two worlds could ever meet. Which is a shame. Or maybe it isn't? It's not like you really liked anything in the city. Well, except for the transit. I hate riding that stupid bike everywhere. Candice is still looking at you. <<if $current_outfit.tags.includes("dress")>><<AddFem 3>>Once again, you're aware of the fact that you're dressed far more femininely than the actual girl is. How does that keep happening? Candice's clothes are arguably boyish, or at the very least unisex, while you're over here in an actual dress! Unbelievable.<<elseif $current_outfit.category eq "casual">>You feel quite a bit underdressed compared to her. It's not like her clothes are fancy or anything, but she wouldn't look out of place at an expensive restaurant, whereas you definitely would. @@.yellow;"Are you sure I shouldn't change?"@@ You're a bit nervous that you'll end up somewhere nice and look like a slob. She shakes her head. @@.candice;"Nah, you're fine. Promise."@@ Relieved, you flash her a smile.<<else>><<AddFem 2>>Once again, you're aware of the fact that you're dressed far more femininely than the actual girl is. How does that keep happening? Candice's clothes are arguably boyish, or at the very least unisex, while you're over here looking like a girly girl!<</if>> Candice holds out a hand. @@.candice;"I brought you some chocolates."@@ She gives you a rectangular box of assorted flavors. It's one of the nice boxes, too. Most ones contain like three good chocolates, five okay ones, and then three or four gross ones with nasty fillings. This has none of the gross fillings other than caramel. If she knows how to pick out good chocolate then she's a keeper. @@.yellow;"Woah. Really? Thank you! I can't wait to eat these."@@ Being a lesbian must be amazing if it means giving each other snacks. Wait, shit. I don't have any treats for her. Does she like potato chips? I need to get her something next time. It's kind of strange more girls aren't a lesbian. If you were a real girl you'd definitely be one. You'd get to play with two sets of boobs and share treats. Win-freaking-win. Candice is amused by something, but you have no idea what. @@.candice;"Sure thing."@@ She laughs, and the look of merriment on her face makes her look like a beauty pageant winner. @@.candice;"You ready to go?"@@ You nod, put the chocolates in the kitchen and then [[follow Candice to her car.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris">>Chris shuts the car door behind you and then trots around to the driver side. He slides in, puts on his seatbelt, and then checks all of the mirrors before turning the key in the ignition. @@.chris;"How do you feel about museums?"@@ @@.yellow;"Museums?"@@ You blink, not having expected the question. Back home in the city there were numerous large museums. They were typically flooded with tourists and kids visiting on school trips. Your parents never took you, but it seemed like once or twice a year your class would go to one of them, and by the time you finished high school you'd seen them all. @@.chris;"There's one that features foreign cultures,"@@ Chris explains as he starts driving. @@.chris;"Every month they have a special exhibit up. I like to go whenever it's a new one, just to learn about all those places. But if it doesn't sound fun we can do something else."@@ Between meeting Chris at kickball and your last date involving mini-golf you were sort of expecting more outdoorsy stuff again. Batting cages, rock climbing, that sort of thing. Not that you're complaining; exercise sucks and anyone who says differently is a filthy liar. A filthy, filthy liar. Stupid bike. @@.yellow;"No, that sounds great. Really."@@ [[The drive continues.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 2">>@@.yellow;"I didn't know Hope's Point had anything like that."@@ @@.chris;"Actually, it doesn't. This museum is in Lakehill."@@ His tone is slightly strained. Well there you go. @@.yellow;"Huh,"@@ you muse aloud. @@.yellow;"Seems like Lakehill has everything good around here."@@ @@.chris;"Yeah,"@@ he sighs. You can't help but notice that his whole mood seems lower. @@.yellow;"Did I say something wrong?"@@ @@.chris;"No,"@@ he shakes his head. @@.chris;"Sorry. It's not you or anything. Sore subject, you know? For a good while now Hope's Point has been becoming more like Lakehill."@@ @@.yellow;"Really? It doesn't seem like it."@@ If Lakehill is the golden child then [[Hope's Point would be the ginger step-kid that is still kind of interesting.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 3">>He nods. @@.chris;"It's the small things. My family has lived in this area for a long time, and the older I get the more I notice it. Lakehill has always been richer. Better schools, better football equipment for their high school team, nicer field. That's one example, but it's like that with everything. They have museums, and a bunch of nice restaurants. There are wine bars and cultural events and botanical gardens. Something happening all the time. And I know that isn't a bad thing. It's a pretty place, but it's all manufactured. Does that make sense? Like, everything there is forced to look a certain way, be a certain way."@@ The car stops at a red light. Chris doesn't speak again until the light turns green and the car is moving. @@.chris;"Looking forced, I know that doesn't mean anything. It's not that bad, I guess."@@ He turns at a stop sign. @@.chris;"There's no homeless shelter in Lakehill. If you're homeless there, you get arrested. They call it a "property violation" and throw you in jail. A lot of those get thrown end in a private prison, waiting a long time for their court hearing."@@ His voice doesn't waver, but the way his jaw tightens tells you he feels strongly about the subject. @@.chris;"Everyone in Lakehill is rich. It's not because the town rewards its own, it's because nobody but the rich can afford to live there. And for the last four years and change? Hope's Point has been acting more like Lakehill. The mayor and everyone else in charge have tried over and over to push out the Sails and whole east side out of town."@@ <<if $flag.tf>>You are way more familiar with the Sails than you'd like to admit. @@.yellow;"Is that such a bad thing? Do you think the Sails should be here?"@@<<else>>Your encounters with the Sails amount to a few limited interactions with Lyle. Based on those alone you wouldn't mind seeing the whole lot get thrown into the slammer. @@.yellow;"The Sails are a gang. Isn't it a good thing if Hope's Point is getting rid of criminals?"@@<</if>> [[The car hits another red light.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 4">>@@.chris;"Of course the Sails shouldn't be here. But how many of them are committing crimes because they don't have anything else they can do?"@@ He shakes his head. @@.chris;"Never mind that. Anyway, the Sails aren't the only ones being pushed out. It's everyone on the east side. All the low-income. They're not protecting anyone or arresting gang members. The town council isn't sending more cops around to keep people safe. They're raising property taxes, redistricting the schools, doing whatever they can to make it harder to live here if you're poor. It's the same playbook Lakehill used three decades ago. It worked there, and it's working here."@@ It sounds kind of bad when he put it like that. Although, you yourself have wondered why the cops didn't go arrest the Sails. If the police won't do anything then it's a good thing that the city council is willing to get them some way. @@.chris;"The homeless shelter is getting hit, too. Every year it costs more for us to operate. And they just passed a new ordinance, it limits public transportation for anyone who isn't a resident here. So if you don't have current ID saying you live here then you can't use a bus pass, you can't use a transit voucher. If your ID is out of state or expired than you have to pay. Our shelter used to give out those passes and vouchers so that people would have reliable transportation to get to us if they need somewhere to stay the night. Maybe they got an interview on the other side of town, or an opportunity came up. We'd make sure they made it. It helped. And now we can't use them, and our people don't have the money to pay to use the buses. So more of them just stay by the shelter instead of going out and looking for work. They're afraid they won't be able to make it back to us at the end of the night. Last week the mayor made an announcement. If you're caught sleeping outside on public property you'll be arrested."@@ You frown. @@.yellow;"That sounds pretty bad. I'm sorry, Chris."@@ [[You don't know what else to say.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 5">>@@.chris;"It's fine. It's not your fault."@@ He purses his lips. Clearly this whole thing weighs on him. You wish you could lighten the mood. <<if $fem gte 1400>>Maybe find the positive?<<else>>Maybe a silver lining<</if>> @@.yellow;"There's a campaign for mayor right now, right? I know Harry is working on it. He's my boss. Err, my boss's boss. But yeha. Maybe you should talk to him and see if he'll work on undoing some of that stuff. Since they're competing and everything. With the current mayor, I mean."@@ His jaw tightens again. @@.chris;"I don't think so, $name. I know who Harry is. He owns a lot of the businesses in town. From what I hear he's a big reason why Hope's Point is trying to be more like Lakehill. It doesn't matter who the mayor is, both candidates are the same. Goons. They're in the pocket of everyone in Hope's Point with money."@@ @@.yellow;"Oh."@@ Really? Harry is like that? It's hard to picture the affable man who offered you a job your first day in town as someone who would target the homeless. But Chris hasn't met Harry, so maybe it's Chris who's wrong. @@.chris;"Anyway, enough of this depressing stuff. We're almost here."@@ [[He pulls in the parking lot of a large and strange building.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 6">>The museum's architecture is different. You'll just have to take someone else's word that it looks good. It's in some shape you've never seen before, with a square base and a pointy top, but the point is over one corner instead of in the center. And two sides are glass. And one of the other sides is a mirror. And the fourth side is metallic. So, ya know, different. It's probably artistic, or something. The sun must reflect everywhere off this thing. I'd go fucking blind if I worked here. @@.yellow;"What culture are they doing this month?"@@ You hope it's not some pointy mirror people with lots of reflective surfaces. @@.chris;"This month is Japan. There's a tea ceremony tonight, and a play, and some exhibits on Japan's history. That alright?"@@ You nod. @@.yellow;"That sounds awesome."@@ Maybe there will be some information on Japanese myths. It'd be cool to see the gods of the Japanese pantheon from Call of Deity. I wonder if there will be an exhibit on <<if $fem gte 1220>>Izanami<<else>>Izanagi<</if>>. How interesting would it be to learn about your favorite Japanese god? Chris pays the admission fee for both of your tickets, which you thank him for. @@.orange;"On your right, second door. Thank you,"@@ the museum employee waves you onward. Chris was already heading that way, clearly familiar with the directions. [[The second door on the right sends you into a wonderland.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 7">>The walls are adorned with Japanese characters. Next to every placard of graceful kanji is an English translation. The western symbols look <<if $fem gte 1480>>simple<<else>>crude<</if>> compared to their eastern counterparts. There are multiple displays in front of you, all featuring kimonos of different styles. A smiling woman models one, her proud eyes sliding past yours without a second glance. It looks like they're offering to let patrons come try them on. Chris gives you a questioning look but you quickly shake your head and walk on into the next room. No way I'm dressing up like some sort of geisha. The next room is an impressive array of Japanese weaponry. There are katanas, sais, and a bunch of other weapons you can't remember the names for. Some are really old while others look brand new. You can easily imagine <<if $fem gte 1300>><<AddFem 2>>a Japanese man wielding one of these to defend his beloved. How romantic! You smile at the thought.<<else>>some lame neckbeard standing there and bragging about how the swords he owns at home are so much better. Of course, the fantasy is already flawed because a neckbeard would never leave his natural habitat – the basement. You smirk a little.<</if>> @@.chris;"I'm totally reminded of Adolescent Alien Pirate Tortoises right now,"@@ Chris murmurs nostalgically next to you. @@.chris;"Those cartoons were my favorite when I was a kid."@@ A sign on the wall says there will be some sort of play starting in a few minutes. Nah, let's see what else is here. [[Moving on.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 8">>A group of people are in the next room waiting for a tea ceremony start. You grab a pamphlet that details the ritual's history and customs, and it's quite interesting to read. You're a little disappointed. Swords, kimonos, tea. So far there hasn't been anything about Japanese gods. Maybe there will be a religion exhibit further in? @@.yellow;"Let's keep going."@@ @@.chris;"Sounds good to me,"@@ Chris agrees. @@.chris;"I'm getting hungry."@@ You and Chris continue on. There are photos and artwork of modern Japan alongside signs discussing the current state of Japanese society. @@.yellow;"Huh, that's interesting,"@@ you mutter as you read one paragraph. The painting in front of you shows a bustling Tokyo. The crosswalks are thick with people and the colorful advertisements remind you of growing up in the city. @@.chris;"What's that?"@@ [[Chris stands tall next to you, one arm casually wrapped around your waist.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 9">><<AddFem 1>>@@.yellow;"Read it. It says Japan's culture is more about shame, whereas ours is about guilt. We do something bad and then we feel guilty about it. For them, they think about doing something bad and then think about all the shame it would bring on them, their families, their jobs, and they don't do those things."@@ @@.chris;"Huh."@@ Chris squints as he reads the same information you'd just looked at. @@.chris;"I'm not sure one is better than the other. Fewer mistakes can sometimes be from less initiative to try new things. Yeah, you miss out on the bad, but what about the good?"@@ Chris breaks off to look at the next display, but you stay where you are. How would this summer have been different if you'd been Japanese? Would you have been more thoughtful about the mistakes that would happen? Or would it not have mattered? Maybe it would have been some sort of weird hentai thing. You shudder. @@.chris;"Hey, $name,"@@ Chris calls, interrupting your reverie. He pops his head out from the next room. @@.chris;"You might like this."@@ Curious, [[you follow after him.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 10">>@@.yellow;"Holy shit."@@ Two nearby museum patrons give you a dirty look over the outburst. @@.yellow;"Sorry!"@@ For some reason you start whispering, though you know it was the profanity and not the volume that disturbed them. One sniffs in irritation. You apologize again and then resume looking around. This room is huge, and is entirely focused on Japanese media. There's stuff about J-pop, about anime, manga, video games. @@.yellow;"I could spend hours in here."@@ You're like a kid in a candy story. @@.chris;"Thought you might like it,"@@ Chris chuckles. Chris doesn't crowd you as you meander around the exhibit. He gives you time to do your thing and geek out. You're not that interested in J-pop or manga, and anime is hit or miss, but the video games? Ahhh, [[the video games.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 11"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 11">>@@.yellow;"Look! This picture is of the chair where Jokima came up with the idea of Liquid Lizard! I wonder if he knew then that Lizard would hide underneath cardboard boxes?"@@ @@.chris;"$name, I don't know what any of that means."@@ @@.yellow;"Oh my gosh, they have original character models for Definitive Daydream! I loved those games when I was younger. Have you ever played a JRPG?"@@ @@.chris;"A what?"@@ @@.yellow;"A JRPG. Japanese Role-Playing Game. Most kids at my school liked DD7 but I was always more a fan of 10. Except when the main character was just a dream the whole time!"@@ @@.chris;"…Right."@@ @@.yellow;"Super Sapian! It says his name was originally Rocksapian. The only reason he was all blue was because the game console he debuted on only had…"@@ You aren't sure how much Chris cares about everything you're saying, but he nods and acts interested anyway. When you've finally exhausted everything the room has to offer [[you leave and continue on.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 12"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 12">>It's another twenty minutes before you've seen the entirety of the museum's Japanese exhibit. You didn't linger anywhere for as long as you did in the video game room, though. @@.yellow;"I can't believe they do this every month. It seems like a lot of work to put this much stuff up and then take it down a few weeks later."@@ You and Chris make your way back to the entrance. @@.chris;"No kidding."@@ His tone turns grudging. @@.chris;"I guess if Lakehill does one thing right it's that it pours money into the arts."@@ You steer the subject away from his dislike for Lakehill. @@.yellow;"This was a lot of fun. Thanks for taking me here."@@ @@.chris;"Happy to do it. Thank you for making time for me."@@ He pauses for a moment, the slightest of hesitation, but you catch it anyway. Then he resolutely looks you in the eye. @@.chris;"You up for a bite to eat before I take you home?"@@ @@.yellow;"Sure."@@ Nothing makes you hungrier than looking at video game stuff. Though you aren't sure why Chris was so serious about it, [[it's just dinner.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 13"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 13 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 13">>Back into Chris's car he takes a moment to plug his phone in before turning the vehicle on. When he turns the key a voice booms out over the radio. @@.orange;"– whereas macroeconomics focuses on the bigger picture, global –"@@ Chris quickly switches the radio off. @@.chris;"Shit, sorry. That was loud. I was listening to a podcast on the way to pick you up."@@ @@.yellow;"It's fine. What were you listening to?"@@ @@.chris;"Just a CHAD Chat."@@ He reverses outside of the parking lot. @@.chris;"Are you interested in economics?"@@ @@.yellow;"No,"@@ you admit. @@.yellow;"But you just spent an hour acting interested in stuff I like. If you want to turn it up I don't mind. Maybe it'll be kinda interesting."@@ He laughs. @@.chris;"It's fine. The last time I tried to get someone to listen to this guy my cousin told me I was more boring than milk."@@ Is milk boring? @@.chris;"How about we listen to music instead? Who's your favorite rapper?"@@ @@.yellow;"Um."@@ Here we go. @@.yellow;"I don't really listen to music."@@ [[For some reason that always gets a strong reaction from people.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 14"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 14 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 14">>@@.chris;"You what? What do you mean? Like, you don't like rap? That's fine. Pop? I've got R&B, too."@@ @@.yellow;"I don't really like anything,"@@ you confess. Unless the OST for a video game counts. But it never does with music people. He shakes his head. @@.chris;"Okay. Hold on. We're going to give you some education."@@ He pulls over and then grabs his phone. @@.chris;"Here we go. This is The Infamous L.A.R.G.E., one of the best rappers of all time. Everyone likes Largie. Except for Toucan, anyway."@@ You have no idea what any of that means. A gong slowly sounds, and then suddenly a low melody blasts out over the speakers. A moment later the rap part comes in. @@.yellow;"It's something,"@@ you raise your voice to be heard. Chris gives you a thumb's up and then resumes driving. He leaves the song on. You try to listen to the lyrics, but it seems so silly to you. I feel like the only difference between nerdy poetry and a rap song is the loud bass. Shakespeare could have been a rapper if his mom had bought him a drum set. The music doesn't do anything special for you, but it could be worse, you guess. You can't deny that [[you're a little relieved when Chris finally parks the car and the music turns off.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 15"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 15 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 15">>You're outside of a quaint little diner. From the outside it reminds you of another era; the faded paint harkens back to a time of poodle skirts and slicked back hair. Strangely, Chris takes a deep breath before walking inside. You follow into him into the diner. Everything inside is faded and worn, from the scuffed tables to the booth cushions with stuffing poking out. It’s one of those all night places that never really closes. The kind where truckers, broke college students and society's outcasts will converge at three in the morning to get cheap coffee and free warmth. Chris stops at the register, evidently waiting to be seated. There aren't any employees in sight, though, and he fidgets while you wait. @@.yellow;"Is everything alright?"@@ @@.chris;"Uh huh."@@ For some reason he seems a little off to you. He idly picks up a saltshaker and then sets it back down, his hands acting like they need to stay busy by nervously picking up and setting down the salt and pepper. [[A beautiful girl with ebony skin and pitch-black hair comes out of the kitchen.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 16"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 16 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 16">>She grabs two menus with a smile that looks somewhat familiar. Have I met her before this? @@.pink;"Hey, Chris. Who’s your friend?"@@ She's wearing jeans and a fitted top. She's effortlessly gorgeous, her clothes simultaneously straddling the line of being casual but also accentuating her natural beauty.<<if $fem gte 1600>><<AddFem 3>> I'm jealous, how does she do that? I have to wear a lot of makeup to look that good.<</if>> @@.chris;"$name, let me introduce you to my cousin, Ashley. Ash, this is $name. She joined the kickball team to help out the shelter."@@ <<if $flag.activityroute eq "victory">>@@.yellow;"I don’t think I did that much, we wouldn’t have won if it weren’t for you."@@ @@.pink;"Don’t tell him that, his ego will go all out of control."@@ Ashley smiles pleasantly. You recognize it, now. Her and Chris have the same smile. <<else>>@@.yellow;"In the end I think I hurt you guys more than helped."@@ You still feel guilty for not being able to help the shelter out. @@.chris;"We wouldn’t have even been eligible to compete if it weren’t for you,"@@ Chris calmly points out. @@.chris;"You tried. That’s what matters."@@ He shrugs. <</if>>@@.pink;"Ah, this is her? Now it all makes sense."@@ You give Chris a confused look, but he suddenly grows very interested in a sign outlining the prices of pie. @@.pink;"I wish I could have gotten off work to watch the tournament,"@@ Ash says to her cousin, @@.pink;"but you know how it is with money."@@ Chris looks up for that. @@.chris;"Of course,"@@ his voice grows more serious. @@.chris;"How’s auntie doing?"@@ [[At once it's like there's a new tension in the air.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 17"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 17 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 17">>@@.pink;"Not great,"@@ Ash admits. She smiles, and though it seems a little forced the tension still loosens quite a bit. @@.pink;"Come on, let me seat you guys."@@ She waves and walks toward an unoccupied booth. @@.pink;"Here you go. Hey, think you can swing by this week? I bet it’d cheer her up to see you."@@ @@.chris;"Like you even need to ask. I’ll bring her flowers."@@ Chris slides into one end of the booth while you take the other. @@.chris;"Tell her I'm gonna win at Rummy this time."@@ Ashley hands each of you a menu. @@.pink;"Thanks, baby cuz. She'll love that. But we both know your butt ain't ever gonna win at Rummy."@@ They both laugh good-naturedly, and you feel compelled to join in. @@.pink;"I'll be back in a few, I've got to run an order."@@ She departs with a small wave. You give Chris a look, but he's still studiously ignoring you. Or, at least, he's pretending not to see the looks you're shooting him. Instead he's locked eyes on to the napkin dispenser. Uh huh. [[You clear your throat in a very fake way.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 18"]] The way that says "helloooooo."<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 18 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 18">><<AddFem 2>>He sighs and fidgets with the menu. @@.chris;"So there’s a reason I picked this place."@@ He finally looks at you. @@.yellow;"You don't say."@@ @@.chris;"My cousin wanted to meet you."@@ @@.yellow;"Mhm."@@ @@.chris;"I wanted you to meet her."@@ @@.yellow;"Sure."@@ @@.chris;"Alright. What'd I do wrong? No, wait, I'm sorry."@@ He exhales and then rubs his head. @@.chris;"I should have told you first."@@ @@.yellow;"Bingo."@@ @@.chris;"I didn't know what to say. I wasn't even sure we'd come tonight! I wasn't going to, but you said you were hungry – "@@ @@.yellow;"You asked if I was hungry."@@ @@.chris;"And you said you were, and… I'm sorry. I get it. It's not too cool to ambush your date with family."@@ [[He shakes his head.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 19"]] @@.chris;"I don't know why I did that. Sorry, $name."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 19 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 19">><<AddFem 5>>@@.yellow;"It's okay. But warn me next time."@@ He wanted me to meet his family? That seems a little extreme. I'm a dude on a date with a dude who thinks I'm a chick, and he just surprise-introduced me to a relative. This is too crazy. You look at the menu, desperate for a distraction. @@.yellow;"They have pancakes? I'm sold."@@ You put the menu down. @@.yellow;"I guess I know what I'm getting."@@ You squirm, still unsure about this whole thing with Chris's family. After a second you pick the menu back up. @@.yellow;"Annnnnd I'm getting chocolate chips in them."@@ You keep scanning the menu. Maybe I can keep reading it until tonight is over. @@.chris;"I love that about you,"@@ Chris quietly laughs, @@.chris;"that you get joy out of eating junk food."@@ @@.yellow;"Pancakes aren't junk food,"@@ you vehemently protest. You set the menu down and aim a half-sincere, half-kidding glare at him. @@.yellow;"They are fluffy pieces of cloud that suffer having syrup poured on them so us mere mortals can have the pleasure of eating them."@@ Chris laughs, which only makes you more annoyed. @@.yellow;"They're not junk food! They're food food! Real food. Candy is junk food. Pancakes are a balanced meal. I think. I'm pretty sure."@@ He laughs even harder. @@.yellow;"Watch it,"@@ you crabbily warn him, @@.yellow;"or I won't say that I love you back."@@ The words have hardly left your mouth before you're regretting them. Chris's laughter stops. @@.chris;"Oh. Um. I said I love that you eat junk food, not that I love… you."@@ @@.yellow;"No, of course. Two different things. I know."@@ You clear your throat, this time because things feel super awkward. If I thought he made things weird by introducing me to his cousin then how bad did I screw up just now? This is a nightmare. @@.yellow;"I didn't mean it. I mean, like, I wasn't trying to say that. I meant you're great, and I was trying to be funny…"@@ You can't tell if it's good or bad luck that [[Ash comes back at that moment.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 20"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 20 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 20">>@@.pink;"Okay, can I get you guys something to drink?"@@ @@.chris;"I'll take a water."@@ Chris folds his hands on the table. I can't believe I said that. @@.yellow;"Soda, please. Whatever kind you carry."@@ @@.pink;"Okay. Is everything okay here?"@@ Ash glances from you to Chris. @@.pink;"You guys look weird."@@ You and Chris both answer at the same time. @@.yellow;"It's fine."@@ @@.chris;"We're okay."@@ Ash doesn't seem convinced. @@.pink;"Uh huh. I'll be back with your drinks."@@ She walks off. After she's gone you try to apologize a second time, but Chris speaks before you can. @@.chris;"Can we start over? From when we got here but before we walked in?"@@ @@.yellow;"I'd like that."@@ [[You don't even try to hide your relief.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 21"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 21 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 21">>@@.chris;"Then I should tell you that my cousin works here, though that isn't why I picked this place. The burger here is really good. But I think you'll like my cousin. Her name is Ashley, she's really cool."@@ @@.yellow;"Good to know,"@@ you nod. @@.yellow;"Thank you for telling me."@@ By the time Ash comes back with your drinks the mood has lightened considerably. @@.yellow;"How do you not know who Liquid Lizard is? Hello? Didn't you ever play Steel Helix Liquid? Or what about the Ultra Crash Brothers games? He was in one of them."@@ Ash sets the drinks down, takes your food order, then leaves. @@.chris;"I've played Crash with my friends,"@@ Chris says once Ash has left, @@.chris;"but I don't remember most of the characters. I always used Mule King anyway."@@ You groan and do an exaggerated facepalm. @@.yellow;"You're killin' me, Smalls!"@@ @@.chris;"Huh?"@@ @@.yellow;"Shut up. You're messing with me."@@ Chris gives you a blank look. @@.yellow;"Seriously? Coming of age movie from like thirty years ago, kid moves to a new neighborhood and plays baseball with the local kids, there's a big dog… how is this not ringing any bells? I thought you liked sports!"@@ Between him and Justine [[you feel like nobody in this town has seen any of the cinematic classics.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 22"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 22 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 22">>@@.chris;"Okay,"@@ he laughs, @@.chris;"how about for our next date we watch it?"@@ @@.yellow;"Fine."@@ @@.chris;"It's a deal. But if I'm watching a movie then you have to listen to a playlist of my favorite songs."@@ @@.yellow;"On second thought, it's totally normal that we didn't grow up with the same movies."@@ @@.chris;"Uh huh. I had a feeling you weren't a fan of Largie. Why didn't you say something in the car?"@@ @@.yellow;"Um…"@@ Because confrontation sucks and I want you to like me? You can't say that, though. Mercifully, you're spared from having to think up a response by the timely arrival of Ash. She's got two plates with her. @@.yellow;"That was quick."@@ @@.pink;"Enjoy!"@@ [[You devour your pancakes while Chris eats his burger.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 23"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 23 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 23">><<AddBreath_Weak "chocolate">>Once the food is all gone you lean back in your seat. Pancakes make everything better. @@.pink;"Guess you guys hated it, huh?"@@ Ash comes over and smiles as you push your plate away. @@.chris;"Thanks Ash. It was great, as always."@@ @@.pink;"No problem, cuz. It was nice to meet you, $name."@@ Ash picks up the now empty plates from your table. @@.yellow;"You too!"@@ Chris pulls a few bills out of his wallet and plops them down as Ash walks away. @@.chris;"You ready? I'll take you home."@@ @@.yellow;"Sounds good."@@ [[It's a relatively quick car ride to the cottage.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 24"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 24 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 24">>Chris also keeps the radio off for the drive. You can't deny how relieved that makes you. He parks in front of the cottage. @@.chris;"So for our next date I was thinking of taking you to my family reuinion."@@ You can't keep the alarm out of your voice. @@.yellow;"What?"@@ @@.chris;"I'm kidding,"@@ he teases. @@.chris;"You can wipe the horrified look off your face."@@ @@.yellow;"I wasn't horrified,"@@ you breathe a little easier as your heart slows down, @@.yellow;"that was just… too soon, dude."@@ @@.chris;"Sorry."@@ He grins. The jerk doesn't sound sorry at all. @@.yellow;"Whatever. Do you want to come in? I won't make you watch any movies or play video games, promise. Though maybe I should after your last joke."@@ @@.chris;"I'd like that."@@ [[Into the cottage you go!|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 25"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 25 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 25">><<AddKiss "Chris">><<AddFem 3>>You walk inside and then turn back to ask him what he wants to do. Your face bumps right into his chest. Apparently Chris was walking quite closely behind you. He catches you to stop you from stumbling any further. For a second you both go still, frozen. Then his mouth is on yours. You melt into the kiss. The way his hands hold you, how they encircle you. Things flutter in your abdomen. His grip tightens and he kisses you even harder. <<if $flag.tf>>A faint tingling begins in your groin.<<else>>A familiar sensation in your crotch distracts you.<</if>> Am I getting turned on by this? Someone mewls, and you realize it's you. This is getting too intense, you think to yourself, though you make no effort to break away from the handsome man kissing you. Maybe I should put a stop to it. Not for the first time, you question yourself on the choices you're making. What's the end game with dating Chris? You're a guy, not a girl. And he'll flip when he finds out. It would be better for both of you if you ended things now instead of letting you get found out. His lips are so soft, though. <<if $flag.tf>>Quick! <<if $fem gte 1600>>Do you break up with him to avoid things spinning out of control, or do you [[keep kissing him|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 26"]]?<<else>>Do you [[break up with him|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 26"; $route.chris to false]] to avoid things spinning out of control, or do you [[keep kissing him|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 26"]]?<</if>><<else>>And that's when [[things get really bad.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 26"; $route.chris to false]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 26 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 26">><<if $route.chris>>You're not sure you could stop this train even if you wanted to. Your hands run up his chest, feeling the muscles beneath his shirt, the way the fabric strains at his shoulders and collarbone. His hands go the opposite way, running down your sides and onto your waist, his fingers stopping mere inches away from your new opening. The kiss grows in intensity. Without realizing it you began to pull his shirt off, and he complies. The smooth skin of his stomach is disrupted only by a half dozen abs. There was a time you would have killed to have a body like that as your own. Now the thought couldn't be further from your mind. He's tugging at your clothes, too, and you break the melding of your mouths for long enough to pant out, @@.yellow;"Bedroom."@@ You aren't sure who led who to your bed, but in just a few seconds [[you're both intertwined on top of your sheets.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 27"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>><<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 2>>@@.yellow;"Stop."@@ You push him away, though every cell in your body screams for him to come back. @@.chris;"Sorry,"@@ he pants, @@.chris;"did I make you uncomfortable?@@ @@.yellow;"Chris,"@@ you take a deep breath, @@.yellow;"sit. We need to talk."@@ Two minutes later he's staring at the floor. @@.chris;"I don't understand,"@@ he says slowly, his deep voice rumbling through the cottage. @@.chris;"Was it because of the thing with my cousin? I'm really sorry about that. It won't happen again."@@ You shake your head. @@.yellow;"No. It's… a lot of things. I'm leaving here soon, and I don't want things to be messy at the end of summer. I think we should just be friends."@@ @@.chris;"Ah."@@ He swallows. @@.chris;"I don't… I don't know what to say. Are you sure? Can I change your mind?"@@ @@.yellow;"I'm sure,"@@ you whisper. @@.chris;"Ah,"@@ he says again. @@.chris;"I'm gonna go, I think. This sucks and… I'm just gonna go. My grandpa used to tell me that if you have to convince someone to be with you then you're talking to the wrong person. I'm afraid that if I stay I'll try to change your mind."@@ He takes a deep, ragged breath. @@.chris;"I, uh, I'll see you around."@@ With every step he takes [[you hate yourself a little more.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 27"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddReveal "Chris">><<AddFem 6>>@@.chris;"What the fuck?"@@ He jerks back, a look of confusion on his face. @@.chris;"What was that? I thought I felt – $name, what the fuck!"@@ To your growing horror, there is a growing erection visible. And it isn't Chris's. @@.yellow;"Oh my god, I'm so sorry,"@@ you twist your hips to hide it, @@.yellow;"I, um, I have a roll of a quarters in my pocket and – "@@ @@.chris;"$name,"@@ he growls, @@.chris;"what the fuck is going on?"@@ You've never heard Chris curse before, let alone sound angry. He's standing several feet away, looking at you with a mixture of uncertainty and revulsion. @@.yellow;"Oh god, I, um."@@ You sigh and try not to cry. @@.yellow;"I need to tell you something. Will you sit?"@@ He does so, though you note the trepidation on his face. You sit at the other end of the couch, as far from as possible. So he doesn't need to be near me. @@.yellow;"It's a long story."@@ You tell him everything. All of it. Well, not everything, that would take half a day. But you give him the important information. @@.yellow;"I'm so sorry I lied to you, Chris."@@ He's surprisingly calm by the end of it. @@.chris;"You let me kiss you and touch you, knowing I'm a straight guy. You lied about being a girl and joined our kickball team; @@<<if $flag.activityroute eq "victory">>@@.chris;if people find out the truth we might have to return the money, $name.@@<<else>>@@.chris;what if we'd won? If the truth about you came out we'd of had to return the money.@@<</if>>@@.chris; What did you think was going to happen? What was your plan for all of this?"@@ You blink back tears, but some trickle through anyway. @@.yellow;"I don't know."@@ @@.chris;"I can't – I don't know who you are,"@@ he haltingly says. @@.chris;"At all. You're not the girl I – I can't – I need to go. Don't call me."@@ He stands up and storms out of the cottage, [[leaving you all alone.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 27"]]<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 27 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 27">><<if $route.chris>><<AddFem 7>>He's on top of you, his athletic body pressed against your soft flesh so tightly that you feel every one of his muscles ripple when he moves. This is crazy. You moan as one of Chris's hands squeezes your butt. I know I had sex before, but it was because I had to! Am I really doing this? He's touching your breasts, now, and your nipples explode with pleasure. Why not? If I'm going to fuck guys I don't like then what's the problem of doing one I do like? His erection presses against your inner thigh and your body practically shudders with desire. You two are still pulling clothes off of each other, pausing only to touch and taste the flesh that is being exposes. Things only stop when he's down to his boxers and you're in nothing <<if $current_outfit.id eq "sasha_slut">>at all.<<else>>but a tiny pair of panties.<</if>> @@.chris;"You're beautiful."@@ His voice is quiet compared to the frantic sounds both of you were letting out just a moment earlier. You put your hands around his neck and pull him closer. Right now you don't want words or compliments. You don't want anything that will get your mind going and distract you. You don't want to think. You want one thing. @@.yellow;"Shut up and kiss me."@@ [[He gives you exactly what you want.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 28"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>><<set $route.chris to false>>Once he's gone you lock the door behind him. The emotional pain in your chest is so palpable that you feel like it must be physically ill. Why do relationships have to be so hard? Why does everything here have to suck so much? You knew things would eventually end poorly with Chris, but that doesn't lessen the hurt one bit. With a sniffle you lie down on the couch and put on Kid Encounters Planet, an old sitcom about a boy growing up with his friends and next-door neighbor. The neighbor also happens to be his teacher every year and even follows him to other schools. Kinda weird. They tried to bring a sequel out a few years ago featuring the leads as adults with their own child as the new protagonist, but it was cancelled after just a few seasons.<<AddFem 2>> Watching the main character fall for the pretty girl is bitter sweet. You miss Chris. You must have fallen asleep, because when you wake up it's gotten much later. <<if $flag.tf>>If you don't hurry you'll be late for the meeting with Janet. Time to get ready, I guess. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Sails">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "party"]>><<set $eWardrobe.restrictions to ["sasha"]>><<set $eWardrobe.restrictionText to ["You need to wear one of the new outfits."]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<else>>You take yourself to bed and [[fall back asleep.|W7W]]<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 28 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 28">><<AddFem 5>>In fact, he does more. When his hands go to your crotch you don't push them away. Compared to the Sails having Chris touch you there is like a sweet relief. When his hands <<if $current_outfit.id eq "sasha_slut">>continue exploring you helpfully raise your butt into the air to give him access.<<else>>gently pull on the waistband of your panties you helpfully raise your butt into the air so it's easier for him to take them off of you.<</if>> Compared to disrobing in front of dirty criminals this is like a sweet seduction. When his fingers tenderly caress your vagina you gasp and spread your legs wider. Compared to being brutally penetrated by a gangster this is heaven. You'd have to be blind not to see the massive tent in Chris's boxers. Porn, memes and positive stereotypes had given you the impression that most black men are hung like stallions. Judging by the bulge in his underwear Chris is no exception. Heck, that's less of a bulge and more of a mountain. You reach for it, and he lets you pull the anaconda free. "Huge" is the only appropriate word. It's almost scary to think of such a thing going inside of you. Your recent experiences have only prepared you for so much, after all. But when he goes to back touching and kissing you and you feel the hot flesh of his rigid shaft against your bare skin you suddenly want – no, need – it. @@.yellow;"Fuck me,"@@ you whimper. He grunts. You must be wet enough for penetration, because he doesn't argue or delay. He angles his torso and a moment later [[you moan as Chris's big dick slips inside of you.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 29"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 29 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 29">><<AddSex "Chris">>A guttural sigh rips out of you, unbidden and uncontrolled. Chris kisses you as it happens, swallowing the sound. Your whole body seizes up around his penis. You moan again, this time into his mouth. He slowly plunges in and out of you. The rhythmic in-and-out elicits another cry from you. Your eyelids flutter and focus on Chris's face. His gaze is trained on you, a slight smile on his lips whenever they aren't busy kissing yours. @@.chris;"You're amazing,"@@ he whispers. His dick eases out of you before gently pushing back in. @@.yellow;"Ahhhhh,"@@ is the only response you're capable of giving. He seems to understand the meaning behind the sound, because his smile grows. <<if $fem gte 1600>><<AddFem 5>>Your fingers dig into Chris's back. You clutch at him, panting and groaning with every thrust. @@.yellow;"Ohhhhh."@@ A distant part of your mind is aware that you sound like a chick right out of porno. Like some whore getting what she needs. A slut desperate for cock. @@.yellow;"Ahhhhhhhh."@@ A horny bitch who wants to fuck and suck. @@.yellow;"Oh yes."@@ Who wants to get fucked. @@.yellow;"Yes!"@@ Hard. @@.yellow;"Fuck me. Ahhhh. Harder! Harder!"@@ [[He obliges.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 30"]]<<else>><<AddFem 2>>Your mouth opens again, but this time no sound comes out. He's literally fucked me speechless, a small part of your mind notices with amusement. Then Chris pushes further into you than he had up until this point and that part of your mind is silenced. In fact, your whole brain is devoid of thought. [[You're completely lost in what's happening.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 30"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 30 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 30">>You practically writhe on his penis, your body shuddering and twitching so severely that if he were to go still you'd still be moving enough to make both of you feel good. Very good. <<if $breastsize gte 21>>Chris squeezes one of your breasts, his strong hand teasing you even further. The heightened stimulation is almost too much for you.<<else>>Chris dips down and gently nibbles on one of your nipples, his teeth lightly teasing you. The effect is powerful and you almost scream from way it intensely ramps up what's happening with his dick and your vagina.<</if>> An impending orgasm builds in your abdomen. When you'd cum with the Sails it had been shameful. Degrading. You'd hated yourself for liking it, hated your body for betraying you as it orgasmed again and again from those thugs. This isn't anything like that. Maybe it's because his dick is so big that it leaves you no room for shame or negativity. Maybe it's because there's an emotional connection between you two. @@.yellow;"I'm going to – ahhhhhh!"@@ [[You climax.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 31"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 31 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 31">><<AddFem 8>>Ten minutes later you lie in the sweat-soaked sheets. Chris pants next to you, the smile still on his lips. Someone is feeling cocky, you languidly muse. Though maybe some self-congratulations are deserved. He did make you cum twice, after all. And that was with very little foreplay. Not sure if that says more about his prowess or my vagina. The damn thing does seem to get too much pleasure out of everything. You still need to get to the bottom of why. Chris stifles a yawn. @@.chris;"I should get going,"@@ he reluctantly sighs. @@.chris;"I have to be at work early tomorrow."@@ @@.yellow;"No problem."@@ You still have to go see Janet soon, anyway. This saves you from having to come up with an excuse. You watch Chris get dressed, his clothes gradually hiding his muscular body. Before he leaves he comes back to the bed and ducks down to give you a quick. @@.chris;"Have a good night, $name."@@ @@.yellow;"You too,"@@ [[you sleepily tell him.|W7T][$control.location to "Chris 32"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Chris 32 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Chris 32">>All you want is to sleep, but you know you don't have that luxury. Instead you set your phone's alarm to wake you in time to go see Janet. Then you fall asleep. It's only the blink of an eye later that the alarm goes off. With a groan you drag yourself out of the bed and regardyour eWardrobe. Not for the first time you're tempted to take a hatchet to the stupid machine. Maybe tomorrow. You're too tired right now to commit computer-cide. On to the matter at hand. Janet said she wanted you to wear one of your new outfits. Which do you feel bold enough to go out in public while wearing? <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Sails">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "party"]>><<set $eWardrobe.restrictions to ["sasha"]>><<set $eWardrobe.restrictionText to ["You need to wear one of the new outfits."]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice">><<AddFem 1>>@@.candice;"I hope you're hungry,"@@ Candice says one the car is started. @@.candice;"This restaurant makes amazing dessert."@@ Chocolate and dessert? She's perfect. Seriously. If she takes you to get pizza then you'll know she's definitely the one. Candice doesn't take you to get pizza, but you're no less pleased with her choice. It's called Side of Effects, <<if $fem gte 1300>>an adorable<<else>>a quaint<</if>> little bistro partway between Lakehill and Hope's Point. It's made of brick, with metal signs in cursive writing proclaiming different words of inspiration, such as "Hope" and "Be Yourself." Every visible employee looks like a hipster; the two men have large beards and tattoos down their arms, and the three women all have colorful hair and <<if $fem gte 1260>>fun<<else>>unique<</if>> nose piercings. The menu is nothing to scoff at. You order the burger, because how could you not? Candice snorts in amusement at your order, but doesn't explain why. She asks for wings and a cider for you and a beer for her. @@.candice;"Cheers,"@@ [[she touches her glass to yours when the drinks come.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 2">>@@.candice;"I love it here,"@@ Candice elaborates once the server has left your table. @@.yellow;"I can see why. The food looks really good."@@ <<if $current_outfit.category eq "casual">>@@.yellow;"Wait till we get dessert."@@ she reminds you. @@.yellow;"Trust me, I'm not thinking about anything else."@@ @@.candice;"Really? Not anything else?"@@ She smirks as she takes a swig of her beer.<<else>>@@.candice;"It's not the only thing that looks really good tonight."@@ She raises one eyebrow and takes a swig of her beer.<</if>> You snort at the flirting. @@.yellow;"How is work,"@@ you ask, changing the subject. @@.candice;"Okay,"@@ Candice shrugs. @@.candice;"Same old same old. We try to help people, and the world makes it a little harder. Why?"@@ She gives you a curious look. @@.candice;"Are you thinking about joining the world of us thankless civil servants?"@@ @@.yellow;"I don't know what I'm going to do in the future,"@@ you reply with the truth. <<if $flag.tf>>Especially once my dick is back. What will I do about us?<<else>>Especially once she finds out I'm a guy. I don't think she'll take it well.<</if>> You try to change the subject. @@.yellow;"Is that bad? I have no idea what I want to do."@@ [[Much to your surprise, Candice laughs.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 3">>@@.candice;"I think that's pretty normal,"@@ she explains a moment later. @@.candice;"I bet most people end up in careers that they never expected for themselves."@@ Huh, you muse to yourself, is that really true? Mom and dad made it sound like whatever path you pick as a kid is what you're stuck on. I wonder if that's just how the city is, though. @@.candice;"Is there something you want to do? Other than being a social worker, of course,"@@ she teases. <<if $flag.tf>><<if $fem gte 1250>>@@.yellow;"I dunno. I guess I'd like to help people, somehow."@@ @@.candice;"I can see that,"@@ Candice says, studying you. @@.yellow;"Really?"@@ @@.candice;"Uh huh,"@@ she nods. @@.candice;"You're a good person. You've got a kind soul. I think you'll end up helping people."@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.yellow;"I'm not sure. I wanna do something I like. It's fun to work at the store, I guess."@@ She nods. @@.candice;"If it makes you happy then you should do it."@@ @@.yellow;"Thanks,"@@ you smile.<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<if $route.cosplay>>@@.yellow;"I can't decide. I like playing video games. I make videos where I play games, and lots of people watch. Some guys make money off doing that."@@ @@.candice;"Huh. That sounds interesting. Good for you,"@@ she nods in admiration. @@.yellow;"Thanks,"@@ you blush a little, somewhat embarrassed.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.yellow;"I have no idea. My parents own some companies. Maybe I'll start a business."@@ Candice smiles. @@.candice;"I bet you'd be a great boss."@@ @@.yellow;"Really?"@@ She nods. @@.candice;"Yeah. You're nice and understanding. People would love to work with you."@@ You beam at the compliment.<</if>><</if>> [[Your food arrives.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 4">><<AddBreath_Weak "buffalo sauce">>It's a good time, over all. Candice is a bit blunt. She reminds you of Justine in that sense. There's a difference, though. Justine won't hesitate to call you over your attitude, and she has no filter when discussing your clothes. In the same vein, Candice asks direct questions about your perspective on various aspects of life, and then doesn't hesitate to argue with you about them. @@.candice;"So you honestly don't care about victims of domestic violence?"@@ She sits back in her chair, frowning. @@.yellow;"I didn't say that,"@@ you protest around a mouthful of buffalo chicken, @@.yellow;"I just, I mean, there are programs and stuff that help with that. Right?"@@ Clearly that was not the response Candice was after. @@.candice;"If you cared about the problem you'd help to solve it,"@@ she says reprovingly. @@.candice;"If we all wait for someone else to do something then nothing will ever happen."@@ @@.yellow;"But there are so many causes,"@@ you complain aloud, @@.yellow;"there's that and poverty, and racism, and animal cruelty."@@ You tick them off on your fingers. @@.yellow;"And probably like nineteen others. I think they're all bad, but I can't help all of them. It's not possible. I think they're bad, I do. But if I help animals then I'm not doing anything about racism. Or sexism. Or discrimination against disabled people. No matter what I won't be doing enough."@@ [[You shrug and spread your hands in a gesture of hopelessness.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 5">>@@.candice;"It sounds like what you're feeling is guilt,"@@ Candice nods. @@.candice;"I bet volunteering somewhere would help. Like a soup kitchen."@@ <<if $fem gte 1480>>You fidget in your seat. @@.yellow;"I guess."@@ @@.candice;"If you can't find one, I know a homeless shelter you could volunteer at."@@ She winks. @@.candice;"And then you'd spend more time with me. Win win."@@<<else>>You look at her suspiciously. @@.yellow;"Or a homeless shelter?"@@ You're rewarded with a smirk. @@.candice;"You got me,"@@ Candice laughs. @@.candice;"Maybe I want to spend more time with you."@@<</if>> @@.yellow;"That doesn't sound too bad,"@@ you admit. [[Maybe there's something to helping others after all.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 6">>When the food is gone and the bill is paid your date raises an eyebrow at you. @@.candice;"Wanna go somewhere and have a few drinks?"@@ Looks like Candice isn't quite ready for the night to end. @@.yellow;"Works for me,"@@ you tell her. @@.yellow;"Maybe Full Rose again?"@@ Her eyebrow climbs higher. @@.candice;"I couldn't tell if you'd ever want to go back there,"@@ she slowly admits. @@.candice;"I know my friends can come on strong. Sorry again for that."@@ You shake your head. @@.yellow;"No way. I think it's cool that you have so many people who care about you. It says a lot about what kind of person you are."@@ Surprisingly, Candice blushes. @@.candice;"Come on,"@@ she brusquely stands up, @@.candice;"Let's go."@@ When you get to the car she opens the door for you. You thank her and [[slide into your seat.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 7">><<AddFem 4>>The drive to Full Rose doesn't take long. When you get there the parking lot is pretty empty, especially compared to the last time you came. Candice gets the door for you, allowing you to walk inside first. @@.red;"Come on in. I'll be right – hey, Candy!"@@ Jer's rote greeting changes when she spots Candice, and the friendly waitress gives a jolly wave your way. She's currently at a table, but a moment later she breaks away to walk over to you. You know what to expect this time, but the sheer size of the woman still intimidates you. It's a good thing Jer is so affable. @@.red;'Welcome back, girls. Cand, you want the usual? And what, a cosmo for you, right? Sexy $name?"@@ You give a low whistle. @@.yellow;"Damn, you have a good memory."@@ You're not sure if you even remembered what you drank last time. She knew your name and the drink you got. You can barely remember the faces of the regular customers at the store, let alone what they get. Jer winks. @@.red;"Only for the cute ones."@@ She winks again, but even slower this time. @@.candice;"Are you done flirting with my date?"@@ [[Candice pulls out a chair for you to sit down in.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 8">>@@.red;"Never,"@@ Jer cackles back. Candice doesn't say anything, but you can see the smile she's hiding. @@.red;"I'll be back with those drinks,"@@ Jer winks a third time at you before leaving. Once you and Candice have a moment of privacy you look around. @@.yellow;"It's a lot quieter tonight."@@ @@.candice;"Yeah, this is my favorite time to be here. I hate it when there's too many people packed inside."@@ @@.yellow;"Thanks for showing me this part of your life."@@ If Candice sees Full Rose as somewhere safe where she can be herself, then her bringing you here must mean she trusts you. A pang of guilt about your secret washes over you. What will she do when she knows the truth about me? @@.candice;"Of course,"@@ Candice replies. With a great deal of effort you stop thinking about how badly you feel for lying to her and instead return your attention to the conversation at hand. @@.candice;"Back to what we were talking about in the car,"@@ she's saying. @@.candice;"Since we've been hanging you you've talked a dozen times about your dream school."@@ For a second you wonder if she stopped herself at the last second from using her fingers to make air quotes when mentioning your school, but Candice keeps talking before you can complete the thought. @@.candice;"I'm dying to know, what school is this? Have you looked at any programs to major in? You never give any details."@@ @@.yellow;"Well,"@@ [[you take the time to explain.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 9">>Jer returns with your drinks as you finish. Candice scratches her chin, deep in thought. @@.candice;"Huh,"@@ is all she says. @@.red;"What'd I miss? If we're dishing on our families I have this whopper about my second cousin. Fool bought a snake but didn't feed it, and one day – "@@ Candice interrupts her almost immediately. @@.candice;"We were talking about $name's academic aspirations."@@ Clearly she is quite familiar with Jer's anecdotes. <<if $fem gte 1600>><<AddFem 1>>@@.yellow;"Please don't finish that sentence,"@@ you beg the waitress. A snake? How awful! Something gross and terrible must have happened.<<elseif $fem gte 1500>>@@.yellow;"I'm both horrified and curious about how you were going to finish that story,"@@ you tell Jer. A snake? What happened? You're not sure if you want to know. <<else>>@@.yellow;"Hold up, did you say he didn't feed it? What happened? Did it eat him? How big was the snake?"@@ There are way too many details missing here.<</if>> @@.red;"Oh, you guys are talking about school? Boring. And I should know. I'm almost done with my master's,"@@ Jer announces, preening ever so slightly as she says it. @@.red;"One semester left."@@ @@.candice;"Holy shit, you're almost done? I didn't realize how close you were. That's amazing! You've been taking classes since before I met you."@@ @@.red;"Way before,"@@ she nods. @@.red;"I can't believe I'm so close, either. The light's at the end of the tunnel, you know?"@@ [[You can tell that she's proud of the accomplishment.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 10">>@@.yellow;"What are you studying?"@@ @@.red;"Business Analytics. I'm going to tell companies how to save money by making their employees miserable."@@ She laughs at your horrified expression. @@.red;"Candy, I like how gullible your date is. I'm not really going to do that,"@@ the other woman reassures you. @@.red;"Probably."@@ @@.yellow;"Oh. Right."@@ <<if $fem gte 1580>>Now you don't know what to believe. But how dare she call you gullible!<<else>>You feel like smacking yourself on the head for letting her tease you like that.<</if>> Jer walks off, still chuckling to herself. You think you overhear her say something about <<if $fem gte 1580>>@@.red;"like a baby deer,"@@<<else>>@@.red;"such a fresh one,"@@<</if>> but you can't be sure. After another round of drinks you and Candice are discussing the merits of vintage films versus more interactive entertainment. It's a subject you're fascinated in, but Candice isn't quite as enthusiastic as you are. It doesn't surprise you when [[she casually changes the subject.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 11"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 11">>@@.candice;"How about we go back to my place, maybe watch a movie or something? It can even be vintage, or whatever. What do you think? I know you work tomorrow, so if you want to call it an early night I get it."@@ Holy crap. A girl who likes me is inviting me back to her home! Best day ever. Well, almost. If only she wasn't a lesbian who thought I was another chick. Your mood sours a little. Lately you sort of drift through the day not thinking too much about your predicament. It's just easier that way. You used to always think about it. Sometimes it felt like it never left your freaking mind. Hell, sometimes it was all you could think about. Over time, though, you got used to the reality of your life. You stopped focusing so much on the charade and started to just live through the days. The new problem is that when you are reminded of the lie you're living you get this intense feeling of guilt. Shame. That's what it is. You're not ashamed because you're stuck living as a girl, you're ashamed because you're misleading someone who's becoming really important to you. Someone who may never speak to you again when the lie is revealed. So how do you not feel guilty when you look into her eyes and know that you've done her wrong? You give Candice a weak smile. @@.yellow;"I'd like that,"@@ [[you tell her.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 12"]] @@.yellow;"Let's go."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 12">>The two cosmos have you feeling a little buzzed. They make them strong here, you muse as you follow Candice out of Full Rose. You trip a little getting into her car, but she doesn't seem to notice. According to the clock radio it takes just over ten minutes to get to Candice's place. She lives in an old duplex. The neighborhood is a little shabby, but the streets are clean and the atmosphere is restful. Quiet. It reminds you a little bit of being in your cottage, except there's a sense of community here. It's a part of Hope's Point you haven't really explored. You've been to the wealthy parts of town, and the commercial side, but this area is where the less affluent call home. Maybe Candice's place doesn't get a lot of natural light, because there are small lamps and tasteful candles everywhere. She moves languidly, taking her time doing a circuit of the living room, a lighter in one hand. She skips most of the light sources, only selecting a handful to tinker with. The living room gradually brightens as the bulbs are turned on and the wicks are lit . The tiny pools of illumination cast long shadows in a circle around you. @@.candice;"I'll give you the tour later,"@@ the blonde girl yawns. She gestures for you to sit on the couch before [[she settles onto the floor.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 13"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 13 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 13">>With mild curiosity and a strong feeling of attraction you watch Candice stretch her long legs out, her tall body arching in front of you. Her chest juts forward as she goes back. Your staring isn't very discreet and consequently you're caught in the act. Candice opens an eye and grins at you looking at her, making you blush and look away. @@.candice;"You don't have to be embarrassed."@@ You peek at her as she sits up and settles back with her legs folded underneath her. @@.yellow;"Sorry,"@@ you mumble. In school getting caught staring at a girl was a good way to get chewed out by the females around you, or get bullied by the dudes who liked them. It's still an adjustment to be in the world of adults where things are handled differently. @@.candice;"Stop apologizing,"@@ Candice scolds you. Her voice drops into something low, something huskier. @@.candice;"I like it when you stare at me."@@ You glance over at her again and watch her crawl on her hands and knees toward you. She stops in front of your legs and settles one hand on each thigh. @@.candice;"You don't need to sorry for looking at me,"@@ Candice tells you. She straightens her back and rises a little into the air. Her midsection presses between your knees, and [[her face inches closer to yours.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 14"]] @@.candice;"I like it when you look at me,"@@ she repeats.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 14 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 14">>A whiff of her breath reaches you through the air. Your brain processes it as beer and desire. It's a heady combination, and it does something to you. You feel a <<if $flag.tf>>tingling<<else>>stiffening<</if>> in your crotch. The sensation reminds you of the lie that's been weighing on your shoulders, and the weight of that knowledge almost pulls you out of the moment. Guild floods you again. Perhaps it's because of the booze, or the arousal, or a combination of the two. Perhaps it's because of something else entirely. But looking at her, so close to you, you can't bear it any longer. The words come out before you can think them through. @@.yellow;"Candice, there's something I should tell you."@@ [[Confused, she settles back on her knees.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 15"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 15 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 15">><<AddReveal "Candice">><<if $flag.tf>>Although Janet and Camilla are aware of your secret, it doesn't really feel like anyone knows the truth.<<else>>Nobody in the world is aware of the truth of your nature.<</if>> You've never gotten the closure of opening up to someone, or felt like the burden was momentarily lifted by talking about it. You've never been able to choose someone in your life and reveal the truth to him or her. You've been alone with this for so long it's been hard to imagine ever sharing it with anyone else. You began to think you never would. Until now. You can't look her in the eye. You stare at your fingers as you quietly relate your first day in town. How when you arrived at your aunt's cottage the eWardrobe was password locked. How you couldn't make any changes to anything. When you tell her how hard it was to be a boy faced with nothing but girl clothes Candice laughs. Her amusement is abruptly cut short, though. Maybe she saw something on your face. You aren't sure. Your eyes stayed glued on your hands, which sit in your lap, unmoving but for the dancing fingertips that fidgeted with one another. You tell her everything<<if $flag.tf>>, within reason. You tell her about the Sails, but you stay vague on the exact nature of the blackmail and what you've been forced to do. One heavy secret at a time, after all.<<else>>. You tell her about the constant misunderstandings and the permanent fear of discovery.<</if>> You describe the difficulty of having a best friend who's completely unaware of your real identity. You <<if $fem lt 1100>>almost <</if>>cry when you speak about the unending guilt that comes with knowing you're misleading and betraying everyone around you. You talk about how powerless you feel, like some invisible force is in control of your life and you're just stuck, forced along on a ride you never wanted to experience. You finally finish and fall silent, [[your head bowed.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 16"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 16 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 16">>Every second that passes is an eternity. Candice doesn't say a word. The only sound in the dim room comes from your hurried breathing. @@.candice;"I don't know what to say,"@@ she finally exhales. Her voice crashes into you, making you shudder. You risk a momentary glance at her before averting your gaze again. Candice looks conflicted. Torn. Is that good or bad? @@.candice;"As an LGBT person,"@@ the words come out slowly, like she's carefully measuring each one before she speaks, @@.candice;"I've met a lot of people who feel forced to live a lie. People who don't want to act the way others tell them they have to, who don't want to dress a certain way because of the gender they were born with. People who feel pressured by society into being something they aren't."@@ For a second you feel a little hopeful. She gets it! I guess she understands better than anyone. You breathe a little easier. Unfortunately, your hope is short-lived. @@.candice;"But,"@@ Candice continues, not knowing how much that little word is dashing your spirits. You know you aren't imaging the pause after she says it, either. @@.candice;"But,"@@ Candice repeats, @@.candice;"this so completely crazy. I don't know how to wrap my head around it. You aren't a trans person trying to live as the gender they think they are. You're doing it for a job. A job at a convenience store, of all things. I could almost see doing it for your career or something, I'm pretty sure there's gotta be a movie with that plot. But seriously? A convenience store? Not a law firm, or a publishing company, or a pro sports team or something. A convenience store."@@ She shakes her head. @@.candice;"The whole thing is almost insulting. You could be setting the trans movement back years if people found out. It makes the whole LGBT community look a little worse."@@ She shakes her head a second time. You fight back tears. Everything she's saying she makes sense. But surely she can see how you had no choice? [[Her next words sound careful. Measured.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 17"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 17 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 17">>You nod. <<if $flag.tf eq false and $fem lt 1150>>@@.yellow;"If you want,"@@ you try to joke, @@.yellow;"I can take my clothes and show you how much of a guy I am."@@ The quip comes off as cringey instead of witty and you wince at your own bad attempt at humor. Mercifully she's too absorbed with the picture to pay the comment any mind. <</if>>After another half minute – which again feels like an eternity – Candice hands your phone back to you. <<if $flag.tf>>[[Silence reigns once again.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 18"]]<<else>>Silence reigns once again. It's almost merciful when she finally speaks. Yes, it means she'll be dumping you that much sooner, but the waiting is unbearable. @@.candice;"I'm gay, $name,"@@ the blonde girl says it simply, like it's a solid, tangible truth. @@.candice;"It's not my entire identity, it doesn't dominate my personality, but it's a major part of who I am."@@ She sighs. @@.candice;"I like other girls."@@ Again, she says it like it's simple. @@.candice;"And you're telling me is that you aren't a girl."@@ She doesn't immediately point out the obvious, that if she likes girls and you aren't one then she can't like you. But she doesn't need to say it for you to know it. You squeeze your eyes shut. In spite of everything that's happened, [[you don't think you've ever felt emotionally worse than in this instant.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 18"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 18 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 18">><<if $flag.tf>>@@.candice;"I'm gay, $name,"@@ she says simply. @@.candice;"It's not my entire identity, it doesn't dominate my personality, but it's a major part of who I am."@@ She sighs. @@.candice;"I like other girls. If you don't want to be a girl then I'm not sure if we should be together."@@ You squeeze your eyes shut. <<if $fem gte 1390>><<AddFem 6>>@@.candice;"You described something that sounds really awful. If even half of it is true then I think you should the call police."@@ She snorts in disbelief. @@.candice;"It's a crazy story, $name. The thing that sticks out to me, though, is that you don't sound like someone trapped in a body they hate. I mean, come on $name. You could have cleared up the misunderstanding at your job at any time. By the time you got involved with the Sails it must have been pretty obvious that you liked what was happening to you."@@ Your mouth gapes a little, but you don't reply. That can't be right. She's wrong. I haven't liked this at all. Have I? Not all of it has been terrible. Some stuff has been okay. But that doesn't mean anything. Does it? Candice comes over and sits down next to you on the couch. @@.candice;"You're telling me the truth,"@@ she phrases it like a statement but it sounds more like a question. @@.yellow;"I am,"@@ you nod. @@.candice;"Be honest with me. Do you hate every single thing that's happened to you this summer?"@@ You don't even need to think about it. @@.candice;"Of course not."@@ Justine is amazing. Your coworkers are easy to get along with. You've saved up a lot of money for school. And then there's Candice. Candice presses you further. @@.candice;"The way you described it, you weren't happy as a boy."@@ @@.yellow;"I wasn't,"@@ you agree. It comes out like a whisper. @@.candice;"$name, do you want to stay as a girl?"@@ Be sincere and [[tell her you don't know.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 19"]] It used to be so clear, but lately you've had no idea.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 5>>@@.candice;"You made it really clear that this is happening against your will. I can't control that I'm gay. It's part of who I am. And I accept that about myself. I like who I am. Not everyone likes who they are. I get that. Women who loathe their vaginas are the ones who transition into being men. If you're determined to end this summer without a vagina then I don't think we should be together."@@ @@.yellow;"Candice,"@@ you swallow the next words. What can you possible say that will fix this? Candice seems to have come to a decision. @@.candice;"I don't date men, $name."@@ She stands up. @@.candice;"I'd like you to leave now. I'll call you a Ryde."@@ @@.yellow;"Candice,"@@ you try a second time. She shakes her head. @@.candice;"Either you're crazy and are lying to me, or you're somehow living the most ridiculous life ever. I have friends who would kill to be in your shoes, if you're telling the truth, that is."@@ She shrugs. @@.candice;"It doesn't matter whether you're being honest or not. The point here is that you don't want to be together, right? Whether you're a chick who's lying or a dude telling the truth, you're saying you can't date me. So there's nowhere else to go from here, except for you to leave."@@ You have no idea what to say. Her perspective makes sense. But you do want to be with her, that's the thing. You were just feeling so guilty about lying to her that you had to tell her the truth. Speechless, you watch as Candice opens the door. @@.candice;"I think I believe you, which is crazy. Some of what you said is disturbing, and no matter what I think you need to go to the police, because you've told me about some fucked up shit. You said that what you want most is to go back to your old life."@@ Her voice goes quieter. @@.candice;"And that's why you should go. I'm sorry. I'll call you a Ryde."@@ There's conviction in the way she stands there, the way she meets your gaze. She's sure of what she's saying. @@.candice;"I like who you are. I couldn't handle watching you strive toward becoming anyone else."@@ You swallow. Your tongue is thick and heavy in your mouth. You start to leave, but stop when she speaks last time. @@.candice;"Maybe you go to the police,"@@ she says a little hesitantly, @@.candice;"and you fight all of this. And maybe you decide you like being a woman after all. Maybe you want to stay one. I think I could be in your life then."@@ You think you understand what Candice is saying. She wants you to choose between being Danny and being $name. Understandably, she doesn't want to date a guy. But she'd date $name. If that's who you want to be. What do you do next? [[Get up and leave.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 19"; $route.candice to false]] It will be devastating for both of you, but you can't compromise your identity just to be with someone else. [[Tell Candice that you don't know who you are or who you want to be.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 19"]] It's not exactly what she wants to hear, but it's not shutting the door on anything either.<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>><<if $fem gte 1170>><<AddFem 6>>@@.candice;"You don't sound miserable. You've gotta know that some of this is your fault, right?"@@ You stare at her, mouth agape. What? Your fault? How could that be? Yeah, in hindsight you haven't always made the smartest of decisions, but that could be said about anyone. You hardly brought this on yourself! @@.candice;"You really don't see it?"@@ She asks you, amazed. @@.candice;"You could have said something at literally any point and it'd be over. Why didn't you call your job on your first day and say there'd been a problem? Or call them before the interview and explain?"@@ …That's a really good point. @@.yellow;"I didn't think of any of that,"@@ you admit. Judging by her expression you can't tell if she believes you. @@.candice;"My only friends who get misgendered are the ones trying to pass as the opposite sex."@@ She gives a short tsking sound. @@.candice;"You can't even hear yourself. You clearly like being a girl. I don't know, $name, If I had to live as someone I'm not? I'd be miserable. You aren't miserable. You're happy."@@ You don't know what to say. Is she right? You think back to your situation. The plan has always been to return to the life of guyness once the summer ends. Living as a girl was never the dream, but that doesn't mean you've been depressed every day. There's been some stuff that's been good. Justine. Candice. Does that mean you're repressing hidden emotions or something? This is all too confusing. Candice stands up. @@.candice;"Either way, it doesn't matter."@@ There's a note of finaility in her tone. @@.yellow;"It doesn't,"@@ you ask. Now you're confused. @@.candice;"Nope. I'm gay. I like girls."@@ She sounds very matter of fact. When she doesn't add any more you feel like you're prompted to continue the thought for her. @@.yellow;"And…"@@ @@.candice;"And you aren't a girl."@@ She's still calm. Casual. @@.candice;"If you're telling me the truth then you aren't a girl. I only date other girls. Or I guess maybe I'd date a man while he was transitioning into being a woman, I don't know. I've never been in the situation. Anyway, if you're not telling the truth, if you're lying about this whole thing, then you're insane and I'm dodging a bullet by breaking up with you anyway. No matter what, I don't see how we could stay together."@@ It's like a tiny person is in your chest cavity and they just punched your heart. @@.candice;"I can't decide if I should chew you out for treating gender identity and sexuality like they're subplots in a soap opera, or if I should befriend you because you're some poor soul who's figuring themselves out."@@ @@.yellow;"Um."@@ @@.candice;"I'll see you around, $name. Have a good night. I'll call you a Ryde."@@ Evidently Candice has decided to neither chew you out nor befriend you. She's decided to see you to the door. Great. You leave, and wait the long minutes for the Ryde to come. Your cruel mind tries to find a positive in what she said. She made things seem sort of open ended, there. The way she suggested that you secretly wanted to be a girl, and then later that she would date a man who was trying to become a woman. Was she saying that she could see a world where you two got together? It seemed like it. Like she was suggesting that at some point in the future you two could try dating again. If you were transitioning to being a girl, that is. You churn it over in your mind. It doesn't matter, you tell yourself in the end. I'm a guy, and while some parts of being a girl have been cool it's not like this is forever. I'm going to get into my dream school and I'll be Danny Jones again. You and Candice can't ever be together. The Ryde pulls up while you're still pondering everything. The driver gives you a quizzical look when you get into the car. @@.blue;"All alone?"@@ Is it weird for you to be by yourself? @@.yellow;"I guess."@@ It seems like you're always by yourself. Except for when you've got Justine. At least I haven't lost her. He shrugs and turns his attention to the road. @@.blue;"Men nowadays are strange. If I was your boyfriend I'd never let a pretty girl like you out of the house."@@ [[The drive is spent with you hushed in the backseat.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 20"; $route.candice to false]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 4>>@@.candice;"You told me you've been forced into all of this. It was all against your will, none of it was your choice. Well being gay isn't a choice for me, either. It's just who I am. And I accept that about myself. More than that, I like this part of my life. And that's where we're different. The way you talk, you hate everything about living as a woman. Or maybe you don't hate it, maybe deep down you like it, but you don't want to. You even said you're going to go back to being a man when the summer is over."@@ She seems to have come to a decision. @@.candice;"I don't date men, $name."@@ She stands up. @@.candice;"I'd like you to leave now. I'll call you a Ryde."@@ @@.yellow;"Candice,"@@ you begin. This is happening too fast. She crosses her arms. @@.candice;"I'm going to believe you when you say it was all a big accident, but you should know that what you're doing is fucked up. Maybe other people misgendered you, but you could end this whenever and you aren't. I'm not sure if you're pathetic or if you're cruel, but this is on you. No matter what you may tell yourself."@@ Speechless, you watch as Candice opens the door. @@.candice;"It was decent of you to tell me before I could really fall for you."@@ You appreciate that she acknowledges that, though it hardly eases the harshness of her other comments. @@.candice;"That's the only positive about this whole thing."@@ You leave, and wait the long minutes for the Ryde to come. I think I'm going to be sick. This hurts so badly. Why am I so upset? I knew it could never work out. I don't know what I was thinking. She said some mean stuff, though. She didn't need to say those things. Doesn't she understand how it hurts for me, too? The driver gives you a strange look when you get into the car. @@.blue;"Did you and your boyfriend break up, or something?"@@ @@.yellow;"Something like that."@@ He nods and turns his attention to the road. @@.blue;"You'll find someone else, you're a pretty girl."@@ [[The drive is spent with you tearfully browsing Peddit in the back seat.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 20"; $route.candice to false]]<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 19 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 19">><<if $route.candice>>Something in Candice's face seems to shift, but you can't tell whether it's from her making her mind up or from a candle's flickering light. @@.candice;"Come with me."@@ She tugs on your hand and pulls you up, forcing you to rise off her couch. The tall blonde leads you out of the living room and into a short hallway. There are four doors here. The closest one is open and you can make out a bathroom sink and mirror inside. The others are all closed. Candice takes you to the furthest door, leading you into what must be her bedroom. There's a queen bed and a nightstand with two books on it, otherwise it's spartan and devoid of decoration. Not even a television, and you have yet to see a laptop anywhere. How does she watch TV? As your eyes adjust to the darker lighting you can make out more candles in the room. She pushes you onto the bed. Instead of joining you, however, the leggy blonde picks up a lighter and focuses on three of the candles in the room. When the small flames are lit she looks back at you, a tipsy smile on her lips. She falls into your arms. Your mouths collide, tenderly and hungrily all at once. You want nothing more than to never let go of her. Maybe it's because of the booze, or the emotional rollercoaster of sharing your secret with someone. I told her and she didn't recoil in disgust. She didn't tell me to get out of her life. She wasn't upset. I told her and she kissed me. Maybe the comfort of finding solace in someone's arms is too strong to ever lose. Whatever the reason, you can't even think to stop what happens next. When Candice moves to take off your clothes [[you let her.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 20"]] <<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 3>>You leave, and wait the long minutes for the Ryde to come. This sucks. I finally tell someone the truth and they basically say I have to deal with it on my own. That isn't the really shitty part, of course. But it's easier to focus on the injustice of the universe than it is to think about how much your heart hurts. Candice doesn't know what she's talking about. She made it all seem so simple, but that's hardly the case. If you go to the police it might solve the Sails blackmail, but it'd open up so many issues with your job and with Justine. Your parents would definitely find out. Candice didn't seem to realize that multiple things that you care about hinge on you pulling off this charade. The Ryde pulls up and the driver gives you a strange look when you get into the car. @@.blue;"Did your boyfriend cheat on you, or something?"@@ He's off the mark, but you don't feel like getting into it right now. @@.yellow;"Something like that."@@ He grunts and turns his attention to the road. @@.blue;"Men these days ain't real men. Back in my day a man took care of a girl like you, and he was faithful."@@ [[The drive is spent with you staring out the window, feeling worse by the minute.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 20"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 20 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 20">><<if $route.candice>><<AddFem 5>>She pauses for a moment to tug off her own shirt and pants. In a matter of seconds she's down to her underwear, a basic bra and panty set. Both are black and sensible. Her briefs look manlier than anything you've worn in weeks. She has you sit up so she can get the rest of your clothes off of you. The candles cast dancing shadows on your skin, flickering like moving tattoos. @@.candice;"Is the ink part of everything, too,"@@ Candice asks, her fingers tracing the <<if $tracking.tattooloc.includes("1b")>>outline of the<<elseif $tracking.tattooloc.includes("1g")>>outlines of the<<elseif $tracking.tattooloc.includes("1s")>>outline of the giant<</if>> <<if $tracking.tattooshape.includes("1b")>>butterfly<<elseif $tracking.tattooshape.includes("1f")>>rose<<elseif $tracking.tattooshape.includes("1s")>>star<</if>> tattoo<<if $tracking.tattooloc.includes("1b")>>that's on your back.<<elseif $tracking.tattooloc.includes("1g")>>s on your naked crotch.<<elseif $tracking.tattooloc.includes("1s")>> on your left side.<</if>> @@.yellow;"Long story,"@@ you mutter back. The question brings your mind back to the clubhouse. After a night of getting black out drunk you'd woken up under a table, hungover and tattooed. You'd only drank that much because Lyle had surprise butt fucked you and getting hammered seemed like a good way to deal with the encounter. That morning was the first time you'd met Janet, though you hadn't known who she was at the time. Or how badly she would mess up your life. @@.candice;"I can't wait to hear every one of your stories,"@@ Candice's words bring you out of the memory and help you return to the present. @@.candice;"I want to be with you for so long that I hear you tell them all a hundred times."@@ She's gazing into your eyes, that buzzed half-smile still on her lips. I need to stop thinking about the Sails. You've got a mostly naked girl on top of you and you're moodily thinking about a gang? I'm a freaking idiot. Still buzzing from the alcohol, you lean your head back. Your heart pounds in your chest as [[Candice shimmies closer to kiss you.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 21"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Once you're home you enter the cottage and lock the door behind you. Why do relationships have to be so hard? With a sniffle you lie down on the couch and put on Buddies, the old sitcom about six friends living in the big city. Even though it's been off the air for years its influence is still as strong as ever. Most modern shows emulate the dynamic of three men and three women living in close proximity, with the group dating amongst themselves and bringing in guest stars for the occasional dalliance. It's a little bitter sweet to watch it. You miss Candice. You must have fallen asleep, because when you wake up it's gotten much later. <<if $flag.tf>>If you don't hurry you'll be late for the meeting with Janet. Time to get ready, I guess. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Sails">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "party"]>><<set $eWardrobe.restrictions to ["sasha"]>><<set $eWardrobe.restrictionText to ["You need to wear one of the new outfits."]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<else>>You take yourself to bed and [[fall back asleep.|W7W]]<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 21 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 21">>She tastes like beer and cherries. Her lips explore all around your mouth, and your neck. You mostly stay still, frozen in place by what's happening. You're afraid that if you touch the wrong part of her then she'll get upset and stop. If you do the wrong thing then you might offend her. So you lie there and let Candice take the lead. @@.candice;"You can touch me,"@@ Candice laughs. How did she figure out what was happening? Is she that intuitive? @@.candice;"Unless you don't want to?"@@ She quirks an eyebrow. @@.yellow;"I do,"@@ you insist, but you still don't move. What if she rejects you? What if you grab her boob and it makes her uncomfortable? You have no idea how to touch a girl. If she were a guy you'd feel bolder. <<if $fem gte 1600>>Put a dick in front of you and you know what to do. But a woman? No idea.<<AddFem 5>><<else>>How fucked up is it that you're more familiar with pleasing men than pleasing women?<<AddFem 3>><</if>> In the end she takes your hands and places them on her chest, over her bra. It feels amazing. You watch with speechless admiration as she reaches behind her back and unhooks the garment. The bra's straps slide down her shoulders and the cups fall just a little, hinting at the sweet bounty hidden inside. <<if $breastsize gte 37>><<AddFem 3>>They aren't as big as yours, but that doesn't mean they aren't sexy.<<elseif $breastsize gte 21>><<AddFem 2>>They're roughly the same size as yours, though the size and color of the nipples and areolas are different.<<else>><<AddFem 1>>They're a bit bigger than yours, but then again, who isn't? Candice isn't big by any means, though.<</if>> She laughs, her face looking utterly beautiful in the light of the candles. @@.candice;"Gawk much? How much of a virgin are you?"@@ @@.yellow;"You're just gorgeous,"@@ you protest. @@.yellow;"I can't believe this is happening."@@ She bites her lip and one hand goes low, touching your groin, [[her fingertips lightly tickling the skin around your opening.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 22"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 22 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 22">><<AddSex "Candice">><<AddFem 2>>@@.yellow;"Whaaaa."@@ You don't know what you were trying to say. Maybe it was "what" or something else. In any case, what comes out sounds less like a real word and more like the catchphrase of an Italian plumber's evil twin. @@.candice;"Believe this."@@ Candice gives you a flirty grin, the way someone does only when they're that perfect mixture of drunk, happy and horny. It's the first time a woman has ever aimed it your way. You wish you could freeze this moment in time. Some day, probably in the near future, you'll be feeling low and down on yourself. You hope you'll remember the way Candice's face looks in the candlelight, the way she's smiling at you, the curve of her pert breasts, how she bites her lower lip. You hope that when you're in a bad mood your mind will come back to here. If someone is capable of looking at you like that, if someone could really feel that much joy and desire for you, then how bad could things really be? How bad could they ever be? One finger stops teasing the skin along your crotch and bravely dips in. You gasp and clutch at her with your hands, but her fingertip is already leaving you. @@.candice;"Do you want me to keep going?"@@ A mostly naked woman is on top of you wanting to do sexytime stuff and the question is if you want it? @@.yellow;"Yes! Yeah, uh, please. Yes."@@ Sure, she's going inside of you, into a place that you still wish didn't exist. But that's something you can dwell on later. For now, the alcohol and hormones in your body demand more. More Candice, more pleasure, more touching. More sex. @@.candice;"Tell me if you get uncomfortable and want to stop."@@ You nod. [[Candice takes your hands again, putting them back on her chest so they cup her breasts.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 23"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 23 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 23">><<AddOral "Candice">><<AddFem 4>>She begins to kiss you in earnest, her body sliding against yours. She isn't tender, but she is gentle. There's a difference. And then passion takes hold of both of you, cutting the gentleness short. You aren't sure who was the first one to begin squeezing and touching a little harder, which of you began to kiss with fervor, whose hips started grinding with intensity. It doesn't really matter, because you're both swept up in the heat of desire and arousal. Candice's hand gently slips down your belly, the tiniest of distances keeping the two of you from completely touching. Only the static of friction and the warmth of body heat separates you from her. The teasing arousal of it drives you correctly. Her mouth follows shortly after, and this time she does touch you. You writhe into her tongue, [[moaning when it reaches inside of you.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 24"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 24 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 24">><<AddFem 3>>Later, you lay in Candice's arms. It's comforting. Secure. You feel safe. Protected. Sheltered. @@.yellow;"It's getting late,"@@ you muse into the night. Candice yawns into your hair. @@.candice;"So?"@@ She sounds sleepy. She nuzzles into your hair and spoons you even more tightly. @@.candice;"Stay over."@@ Sleeping over at a hot girl's place after the two of you just had sex? Teenage Danny would very much like that! You don't think you've ever wanted anything more. Except Janet is expecting you. You need to change into one of the outfits that Camilla got you and then go to the clubhouse. And in order to change you need to go home first. @@.yellow;"I have work tomorrow,"@@ you hate to do it, but you move Candice's arm off your waist. @@.yellow;"I wish I could stay. Really."@@ @@.candice;"One sec,"@@ she sleepily purrs. @@.candice;"I'll get up and drive you home."@@ You glance back at her. She looks so relaxed that you hate disturbing her. Not to mention you're lying to her. Again. I just told her the truth and I'm already ruining it with more lies. @@.yellow;"I can call a cab."@@ You feel like it would be even worse to make her drive you home just so you can get slutty and head to the Sails' home base. She shakes her head. @@.candice;"Don't be ridiculous."@@ She stifles another yawn. @@.candice;"I'll put on some clothes and then I'll be ready."@@ You can tell that she won't take no for an answer. You shyly get dressed, conscious of your bare body slipping in and out of shadows. The drive to your cottage isn't awkward like you might have expected. [[Maybe it's because both you and Candice are feeling tired.|W7T][$control.location to "Candice 25"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Candice 25 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Candice 25">>She drops you off outside the cottage with a sleepy kiss good night. With a tired trudge you let yourself inside and stagger into the bedroom. All you want is to go back to sleep, but you force yourself to ignore your bed's siren song. Instead you regard your eWardrobe. Not for the first time you're tempted to take a hatchet to the stupid machine. Maybe tomorrow. You're too tired right now to commit computer-cide. On to the matter at hand. Janet said she wanted you to wear one of your new outfits. Which do you feel bold enough to go out in public while wearing? <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Sails">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "party"]>><<set $eWardrobe.restrictions to ["sasha"]>><<set $eWardrobe.restrictionText to ["You need to wear one of the new outfits."]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails">>The ewardrobe's doors slide open and you step out of it. Let's see the damage. <<outfitlist>><<outfit "camilla_bitch1">><<AddFem 4>>You pause by the mirror. You look like a stripper on her day off. <<if $fem gte 1500>>This is a little more revealing than even Sasha's stuff was, but I guess it could be worse.<<else>>Well, there was no good option, was there?<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_bitch2">><<AddFem 5>>You pause by the mirror. You look like a cheap hoe on her way to the casino to pick up some guys. <<if $fem gte 1500>>At least Lyle won't be there to see me dressed up like this.<<else>>Let's just get this over with.<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_bitch3">><<AddFem 3>>You pause by the mirror. You look like a <<if $fem gte 1500>>pretty bimbo with a bad-boy boyfriend. It's late enough that nobody will see me like this, right?<<else>>good girl who's trying to be someone she isn't. I've been dressed as someone I'm not this entire time, why should now be any different?<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_wutever">>You pause by the mirror.<<AddFem 5>> The only women who go out at night dressed like this are those trading sex for cash. <<if $fem gte 1500>>I really hope Janet isn't going to make me fuck more guys tonight. I don't think I could handle that right now.<<else>>Hopefully that means I won't stand out by the clubhouse and nobody will bother me.<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_ellipsis">><<AddFem 1>>You pause by the mirror. Your skirt is a little short, but at least your chest and torso are covered up. This is pretty tame compared to some of the other stuff she picked out. Maybe Camilla is starting to like me after all.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_bitch4">><<AddFem 5>>You pause by the mirror. The woman looking back has to be a cheap prostitute. <<if $fem gte 1500>>What if I make myself look like a total street whore so nobody wants to go near me? That could drive them away. Sort of like beating them at their own game. Yeah!<<else>>I can't believe I'm wearing this. Maybe Janet will go easy on me if it seems like I'm not fighting her. Giving in might work.<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_bitch5">><<AddFem 2>>You pause by the mirror. Your appearance is certainly eye-catching. <<if $fem gte 1500>>Someone must have been colorblind when they put this outfit together. I need to try at designing some things myself sometime.<<else>>At least it's not revealing.<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_dumb1">><<AddFem 3>>You pause by the mirror. You look like a windtrap. <<if $fem gte 1500>>I hope Janet is happy with this.<<else>>This is what Janet wanted, I guess.<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_dumb2">><<AddFem 3>>You pause by the mirror. Sometimes the Sails roll up to the clubhouse with these bad girls on the seat behind them, always wearing tight leather and looking around predatorily. <<if $fem gte 1500>>Too bad I look more like the horny gang sluts than the badass biker bitches.<<else>>I wonder if I can pass for a tough biker bitch.<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_dumb3">><<AddFem 4>>You pause by the mirror. <<if $fem gte 1500>>You look like a redneck porn star. What will a biker gang do when you walk into the clubhouse? This might be a bit much, but I really don't know what to wear.<<else>>Yes, the outfit name is one of many called "dumb whore," but maybe it would be wise not to prove Camilla right. Most of these outfits are a bad idea, actually.<</if>><</outfitlist>> Now all that's left to do is [[wait until midnight.|W7T][$control.location to "Sails 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 2">>You must have misjudged the time, because you've still got a bit before you should head out to meet Janet. While you wait you debate ordering a car through an app on your smartphone, <<if $fem gte 1400>>plus you really hate pedaling everywhere. You decide to pay for a car. [[Chill for a little while.|W7T][$control.location to "Sails 3"; $temp.number1 to 1]]<<else>>but you don't like the idea. Having someone pick you up while you're dressed like this? And then having them take you to a gangster stronghold? At midnight, no less? No way, that's a recipe for disaster. If nothing else it would definitely give the driver the wrong idea. What if they think you're some hooker? What if they try to pay you for sex? The alternative is to ride your bike, which isn't much safer, but you can get away in a hurry if you need to. [[Chill for a little while.|W7T][$control.location to "Sails 3"; $temp.number1 to 2]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 3">><<if $temp.number1 eq 1>>After ordering a car through the app it's a good wait before one arrives. You suppose that on a Tuesday at this time of night there must not be a lot of demand, which means less vehicles are available. By the time the car gets to your cottage and drives you to the clubhouse it will have taken as long as riding your bike would have. When the car finally arrives you go outside to meet it. The driver is a young man with dark skin and a thick accent. He sees you and his eyes go round and wide, like fancy dinner plates that an old person would save for "company" and never end up actually using. <<if $current_outfit.id eq "camilla_ellipsis">><<AddFem 2>>He seems caught off guard by the amount of leg you're showing, but once he's past the surprise of he it he acts professional enough. He drives in silence, though the radio is on some Top 40 station. At every red light the guy peeks back to look at you in the glow of the traffic lights, but you bet it's more because of curiosity than desire. If anything he seems a tad disapproving. <<elseif $current_outfit.id eq "camilla_bitch5">><<AddFem 3>>He seems caught off guard by the amount of skin you're showing, though the dress is fairly tame regarding both cleavage and leg. Maybe it's the lack of a bra that's causing him a problem. Whatever. Once he's past the surprise of your appearance he acts professional enough. He drives in silence, though the radio is on some Top 40 station. At every red light the guy peeks back to look at you in the glow of the traffic lights, but you bet it's more because of curiosity than desire. If anything he seems a tad disapproving.<<else>>He's quite taken aback by your appearance, and you can tell he disapproves of your attire. <<if $fem gte 1500>><<AddFem 6>>Is he one of those prudes who thinks woman should be covered up all the time?<<else>>Guess I can't blame. I don't approve of my attire either.<<AddFem 5>><</if>> He drives in silence, though the radio is on some Top 40 station. The driver doesn't glance back once at you. <<if $fem gte 1500>>Maybe you're just too hot and he can't handle the temptation?<<else>>He's got a wedding band on, perhaps he's thinking how about how much he'd rather be home with his wife than driving some tart to a gang house at midnight on a Tuesday.<</if>><</if>> You can't get out of the car fast enough once the drive is over. You hope that you'll have a different driver for the return journey. This guy was nice, but maybe you'll get lucky on the way back and end up with some progressive lesbian or something. Well, you're here. The parking is quite full, but since it's nighttime that probably means everyone is asleep in those little side rooms. [[Time to go inside and see what Janet wants.|W7T][$control.location to "Sails 4"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>>You browse Peddit until it's time to go, and then you get on your bike and ride to the clubhouse. It's not the most pleasant of experiences. You've already ridden the bicycle twice today, and by the third go around your legs are feeling quite sore. There are next to no cars out at this time of night. Without the benefit of headlights or a pedal-powered lamp on your bike you're almost riding blind. It's dark enough that you can't see more than a few yards away in any direction. You make it to the clubhouse on memory alone, though your nerves are a little frayed by the journey. Maybe riding my bike at night alone in a revealing outfit isn't the smartest thing I've ever done. Well, you're here. The parking is quite full, but since it's nighttime that probably means everyone is asleep in those little side rooms. [[Time to go inside and see what Janet wants.|W7T][$control.location to "Sails 4"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 4">><<AddFem 3>>Three feet before you get to the door you hear loud music and the thumping hum of a raucous group inside. Shit, there's people here! And judging by the volume it's a lot of people. The door swings open to spit out a drunk Sail with bloodshot eyes and curly red hair. @@.otherblue;"Outta the – oh, hey there honey."@@ He stops in front of you, swaying so widely that it makes him obstruct your path even more. @@.otherblue;"I'm goin' ta hit the head, then I'll give you a good night. I'm at the round table by the bar in the back. Wait for me inside, sexy."@@ At that last part he grabs his crotch and thrusts at the air between the two of you. He laughs, then wanders around you, craning his head to stare at your <<if $fem gte 1600>>booty<<elseif $fem gte 1500>>ass<<elseif $fem gte 1400>>butt<<else>>backside<</if>> along the way. <<if $fem gte 1530>>I can't believe that just happened, this is so humiliating!<<else>>For fuck's sakes. I hate everything about this place and the people inside of it.<</if>> <<if $fem gte 1520>>Great, I'm probably about to walk into way more situations like that one. Get it over with and [[walk inside.|W7T][$control.location to "Sails front"; $temp.switch2 to true]]<<else>>Maybe it would be smarter to go around the side and come in through the hallway. That way I don't run into more situations like this. Will you [[try to go in from the back|W7T][$control.location to "Sails back"; $temp.switch2 to false]] or will you [[just get it over with and go in the entrance|W7T][$control.location to "Sails front"; $temp.switch2 to true]]?<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails front ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails front">>There is a party going on in the Sails' clubhouse. Or, at least, it's their version of a party. You don't think the Sails would ever do drinking games and mixed drinks in red plastic cups. The revelry tonight isn't as high as it was at the party a few weeks ago, where you blacked out and got tattooed. I was so drunk that night, though. I have no idea how much of what I remember really happened. In any case, there's a mood of festivity going on. Hey, maybe you can use this to your advantage. There's enough people to have every seat occupied with either a body or strewn clothing. Classic rock rumbles out over an expensive pair of speakers, or at least you think it's classic rock. There is booze in every corner, in glasses and bottles and cans, on surfaces and fabric and skin. Cigarette smoke blankets everything. Judging by the smell it isn't just tobacco that's being consumed. Whatever's happening here has been going on for a few hours. You get a few curious glances drawn your way, but nobody is immediately approaching. I could probably stay by the wall and circle around the room. That would let you avoid the denser throng of criminals between you and the door to the hallway. Granted, there are still plenty of obstacles around the edges of the room. It would take you longer if you went that way. If you take too long the Sail from outside might come back and see you. So you could just walk straight through the middle. It would be faster, but you'd be <<if $fem gte 1600>>sauntering<<else>>walking<</if>> right past Sails and windtraps alike. Both carry upsides and downsides. What will you do? [[Circle around.|W7T][$control.location to "Sails front 2"; $temp.switch3 to false]] [[Walk straight through.|W7T][$control.location to "Sails front 2"; $temp.switch3 to true]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails front 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails front 2">><<if $temp.switch3>><<if $fem gte 1700>>Your heart pounds in your chest, an entirely different beat from that of the music. What if they're on drugs and they grab me and they hurt me and they… It's only the thought of the Sail from outside returning that prevents you from being rooted in place. After a deep breath you move forward.<<else>>You know that you might be asking for trouble by going with this route, but what other choice do you have? You can't risk running into the Sail from outside. Without wasting another second you move forward.<</if>> There are a few leers, however the bulk of the people around you are more focused on their immediate neighbors and the conversations they're having. <<if $fem gte 1630>><<AddFem 3>>Still, at least they're looks and nothing more.<<else>><<AddFem 2>>But the looks you do get make you enormously uncomfortable.<</if>> You twist your body as needed to move past the milling bodies. One woman gives you a dirty look and possessively touches the Sail in front of her, but otherwise you're unmolested. [[Just a few more feet and you're home free!|W7T][$control.location to "Sails front 3"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You make your way to the side, skirting near the bartop to avoid most of the people in front of you. There's a small strip of space that you can walk down between the barstools and the closest group of Sails, though it's a tight squeeze. As you walk you do your best to shrink down. Don't notice me, don't notice me. The words are on repeat in your head; in fact, you find yourself muttering them under your breath. Like some sort of sad mantra. At the very end of the bar you spot a familiar face. He's an older, skinny man with a jittery air about him and a gaunt face. Much like the first time you met him there's a half-smoked, unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth. The fortune teller! That's the fucker who <<if $flag.hogwash>>took<<else>>wanted to take<</if>> your fortune a bunch of weeks back. Worse, you suspect that he's the one who gave you your tattoo. That prick made me look like a trashy whore. He took advantage of me when I passed out. Your eyes narrow. You're really tempted to [[say something to him|W7T][$control.location to "Sails fortune teller"]], but you don't even what that would be. It's probably smarter not to, though. Maybe you should [[keep your head down and just keep going.|W7T][$control.location to "Sails front 3"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails front 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails front 3">><<if $temp.switch3>>A drunk lady steps into your way, and you impatiently wait for her to stop chugging her beer and move away. Something weird happens first. At first you figure it's just someone's leg brushing against you. But it reveals itself as a hand when it lingers on your butt, part of it forcefully dipping into your ass crack to caress you. You shiver, but try not to react otherwise. The drunk lady is still chugging, which is either impressive or scary. Shouldn't she be done by now? The finger tickles your butthole, the nail pressing a little more forcefully against your skin. It doesn't look like the lady is going to move before you get booty-fingered by an unseen stranger. <<if $fem lt 1590>>Do you move the hand away, or do you cross your fingers and [[hope the drunk lady finishes soon?|W7T][$control.location to "Sails front 4"]]<<else>>Do you [[move the hand away|W7T][$control.location to "Sails molestation"]] or do you cross your fingers and [[hope the drunk lady finishes soon?|W7T][$control.location to "Sails front 4"]]<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 5>>@@.yellow;"Next time,"@@ you glare at the old man's back and then continue on. You're carefully picking your way and trying to circumvent every obstacle without pissing anyone off when you see the Sail from outside. Shit. He spots you before you can duck for cover. You watch his curly red hair make a beeline for you. With nowhere to hide you curse your luck. @@.otherblue;"There you are. My table's over there. C'mon."@@ He grabs hold of your wrist and drags you along with him. As you're hauled across the room you feel like every pair of eyes is on you. The drunk Sail falls into his seat and pulls you onto his lap. To your dismay you feel a firm bulge rubbing against your bottom. @@.otherblue;"Wanna drink?"@@ He grabs a random beer in front of him and offers it to you, but you shake your head no. I don't even know if that's his. No way I'm drinking that shit. @@.otherblue;"Suit yourself."@@ He turns to the person closest to him. @@.otherblue;"Deputy! I haven't seen you since the train job. How's Shirl doin'?"@@ As he speaks he casually fondles your chest. You can feel his dick harden in his pants. @@.finalblue;"Hey, Ron. How you been? Shirl's here, you haven't seen her? Hold on, I'll wave her over."@@ Caught in the drunk man's embrace, [[you're forced to sit to there and be groped.|W7T][$control.location to "Sails front 4"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails front 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails front 4">><<if $temp.switch3>><<set $temp.switch3 to false>><<AddFem 3>>As humiliating as it is, you stand there and grit your teeth. The finger pushes against you a little harder. The drunk lady unexpectedly lowers her beer and belches before stumbling off. You seize your opening and dart forward, leaving the aggressive fondler behind. Nobody else stops you on the way to the door and you're able to slip into the hallway without further fuss. You nervously look around. I don't want to run into anyone back here. Thankfully the hallway is clear. Without wasting another moment you hurry down to the door at the end where you saw Janet last time. With a pause you softly knock on the door. @@.janet;"Come in,"@@ someone calls out. You enter and [[shut the door behind you.|W7T][$control.location to "Janet"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>For a handful of minutes you have to sit there and endure having <<if $fem gte 1620>>your tits fondled<<else>>roaming hands explore your chest<</if>>. <<if $fem gte 1580>><<AddFem 2>>You stay as still as you can, hoping that he'll let you go soon. Sadly, he seems to be enjoying stroking every inch of your body.<<else>><<AddFem 3>>You try several times to get away, but the Sail holds you tight. In fact, after you attempt a second time to get out of his grasp he gets annoyed and snaps, @@.otherblue;"Stop squirming. Or get down and suck me off. I don't care which."@@ You look into his tired eyes and then stay still.<</if>> @@.finalblue;"There she is. Finally,"@@ his friend says. @@.finalblue;"Shirl, honey, come here. You remember Ron?"@@ The Sail holding you pushes you off him and stands up to hug a very drunk woman. You just watched her slowly chug a beer for what seemed like forever. Still, this presents a good opportunity. You steal away while the man's attention is elsewhere and [[rush to the hallway.|W7T][$control.location to "Sails front 5"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails front 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails front 5">>You shut the door to the common room and exhale. I feel like I haven't breathed since I got here. At least there's no one in the hallway with you. Not wanting to spend another second here you you head toward the door at the end where you saw Janet last time. You knock and hear a faint, @@.janet;"What? It's open!"@@ [[Time to talk to Janet.|W7T][$control.location to "Janet"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails fortune teller ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails fortune teller">>@@.yellow;"You!"@@ Between the loud music and the hum of conversation nobody can hear you. You <<if $fem gte 1610>>timidly tap him on the<<elseif $fem gte 1560>>nervously poke him in the<<else>>jab his<</if>> shoulder to get his attention. @@.yellow;"Hey!"@@ He turns from his beer and looks at you without recognition. @@.green;"Well, hello. You're a hot little thang. You want your fortune told?"@@ He wiggles his eyebrows. Sadly this is the most sober you think you've ever seen him. @@.yellow;"No,"@@ you snap. @@.yellow;"You gave me a tattoo when I was passed out! What the hell, man?"@@ A flicker out of the corner of your eye distracts you. Oh shit! It's the guy from outside, the Sail who wanted you to meet him at his table. You try to hide your face and twist your body so he won't spot you, though you fear he'll remember your clothes. @@.green;"That's wrong,"@@ the old man hasn't noticed your sudden change in posture. @@.green;"You were begging for something girly like the other 'traps around here."@@ @@.yellow;"No way,"@@ you angrily whisper back, then repeat it a little louder so he can hear you over the din. @@.yellow;"I would never do that."@@ Using you periphery vision [[you watch the Sail from outside sit down at a table far away from you.|W7T][$control.location to "Sails fortune teller 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails fortune teller 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails fortune teller 2">><<AddFem 6>>@@.green;"Whatever you say,"@@ he turns back to his beer and you hear him darkly add, @@.green;"Ungrateful whore. Stupid bimbo doesn't even realize I did a great job for no cost. Kids these days have no respect."@@ You'd like to continue the argument, but you know you're already playing with fire by lingering here. Cursing to yourself you continue on your way. You avoid any more problems and reach the door to the hallway without trouble. You slip out of the common room and shut the door behind you. The hall is clear of people, and without wasting any more time you head toward the door at the end where you saw Janet last time. You rap on the door and get a curt, @@.janet;"Come in,"@@ back. You enter. [[Time to talk to Janet.|W7T][$control.location to "Janet"]] <<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails molestation ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails molestation">><<AddFem 4>>You slap it away before it can do anything else. I may have done things I'm proud of, but I'm not just going to do nothing while people sexually assault me. I'm a man, damn it! @@.orange;"Hey!"@@ Oh shit. The same strong fingers that were just groping you grab your wrist. @@.orange;"I must be higher than I thought,"@@ an angry voice hisses in your ear, @@.orange;"because I could swear you just shoved me off of you. But there's no way that any bitch here would be dumb enough to do that to me."@@ He pulls you toward him and you finally get a look at your assailant. This isn't someone you've met before. He's short but built formidably, with thick arms and an equally solid torso. His gang vest sits atop an old shirt. He's wearing baggy camo pants, each one of the numerous pockets bulging at the seams. He looks furious. @@.orange;"Jim, is that shit you gave me the strongest stuff I've ever snorted?"@@ His eyes stay locked onto yours but the question is for the man next to him, a thin fellow with an unshaved face, long hair and beady eyes. @@.red;"Cheapest I could get,"@@ Jim smirks at you. The stocky man hisses angrily. @@.orange;"Hear that? If I'm not high then you must be a dumb bitch after all."@@ He effortlessly hauls you closer toward him. @@.orange;"Apologize, you dumb fucking whore."@@ You don't have a choice here, and you don't dare to disobey or take too long to do what he wants. [[Apologize.|W7T][$control.location to "Sails molestation 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails molestation 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails molestation 2">><<AddFem 9>>@@.yellow;"I'm sorry,"@@ you whimper. One of his arms goes round your waist. A second later you have the familiar feeling of his fingers clawing at your asshole. @@.orange;"Say you're a dumb fucking slut."@@ A finger digs in and you gasp. Without any lubrication it's going to hurt a lot if he goes any further. @@.yellow;"I'm a dumb fucking slut!"@@ @@.orange;"Beg me to go knuckle deep into your ass."@@ His eyes burn into yours and his breath is hot on your face. Oh no, please no. Beg him for that? But it's going to hurt so badly. Only you don't see a choice. @@.yellow;"Please,"@@ you stumble over the words, @@.yellow;"please finger my ass. Up to your knuckles. Please."@@ It doesn't hurt as much as you thought it would. There's even a surprising amount of pleasure, which makes you feel both conflicted and ashamed. But it does hurt a bit. Strangely, it only lasts for a second before he shoves you away in disgust. @@.orange;"I don't care how much you beg, bitch. I don't do what horny windtraps tell me to."@@ You almost lose your balance as you're shoved backward. The angry man has already turned away, and you gratefully flee. With one fearful look back you see him and the other fellow chuckling. [[You can't get to the door fast enough.|W7T][$control.location to "Sails molestation 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails molestation 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails molestation 3">>You're able to slip into the hallway without further harassment from anyone. Once you've shut the door to the common room you let out a breath you didn't even know you were holding. The relief is short lived as you instantly look around to see if you're alone. I don't want to run into anyone back here. Thankfully the hallway is clear. Not wanting any more trouble, you hurry down to the door at the end where you saw Janet last time. With a pause you quickly knock on the door. @@.janet;"It's open,"@@ someone shouts back You enter and [[shut the door behind you.|W7T][$control.location to "Janet"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails back ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails back">>Your plan backfires spectacularly. You're almost at the side door when it too opens. I've having bad luck with these doors. A shirtless man steps out, a pack of cigarettes in one hand. @@.green;" – right there,"@@ he calls back over his shoulder before letting the door close behind him. He's about average height, and wearing nothing but blue jeans and dusty boots. You'd guess he's in his mid-thirties, maybe a little older. His brown hair is closely cropped, as if he were in the military, and there's a tattoo of a tank on one bicep with three clumps of tally marks beneath it. You try to hurry past him before he can stop you. @@.green;"Woah woah woah,"@@ he says. Fuck my luck today. A strong hand grabs your wrist, the iron grip holding you tight. <<if $current_outfit.id eq "camilla_ellipsis" or $current_outfit.id eq "camilla_bitch5">><<AddFem 6>>@@.green;"Who are you here to see? If no one has claimed you yet I might be interested. After you audition, that is."@@<<else>><<AddFem 3>>@@.green;"What's the rush? How much to get sucked off?"@@<</if>> @@.yellow;"Please,"@@ you desperately try to pull away. @@.yellow;"Janet is waiting for me. I can't be late."@@ He scoffs. @@.green;"You're one of Janet's girls? Then we have all the time in the world. She won't care if you take some time to take care of her pal, Bill, will she?"@@ His eyes move down your body. @@.green;"Get on your knees, whore."@@ He throws your wrist to the side, but his grip on it doesn't loosen until the action has started, causing you to be yanked down. Just like he wanted, [[you end up on your knees.|W7T][$control.location to "Sails back 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails back 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails back 2">><<AddFem 3>>The sudden change in position threatens to make you fall onto your ass. While you struggle to maintain your balance the Sail grins wickedly. @@.green;"Tell you what, you do a good job and I'll kick out the skank in my room. You finish with Janet and then come see me after. How does that sound?"@@ He's already reaching for his zipper. It's only a matter of a seconds until you're forced into sucking off a stranger. What will you do? Do you <<if $fem gte 1470>>[[resign yourself to what comes next|W7T][$control.location to "Sails back 3"; $temp.switch3 to true]] – after all, it would hardly be the first blow job you've given – and get it over with as soon as possible, or do you attempt to reason with him?<<else>>[[resign yourself to what comes next|W7T][$control.location to "Sails back 3"; $temp.switch3 to true]] and get it over with as soon as possible, or do you [[attempt to reason with him|W7T][$control.location to "Sails back 3"; $temp.switch3 to false]]?<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails back 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails back 3">><<if $temp.switch3>>Not seeing any way out of this, you bow your head and wait for him to <<if $fem gte 1490>><<AddFem 7>>whip his dick out<<else>><<AddFem 4>>take his penis out<</if>>. @@.green;"That's what I thought,"@@ he chortles. What good would it be to fight it? You'd likely just piss him off. The Sails aren't exactly known for being reasonable. There's the audible sound of his jeans being unzipped and then the Sails' cock flops out and lightly slaps you in the forehead. His member isn't particularly big or thick. <<if $fem gte 1490>>I hope the next time I get ass fucked it's with this guy. It's way less girthy than some of the other dudes around here and I bet it would hurt less. Using one hand to lift it up, you gently take it in your mouth.<<else>>And it doesn't reek of sweat, either. I guess that's the silver lining here. With a sigh you part your lips and wrap them around the head of his penis.<</if>> His dick goes from half-mast to throbbing erection in a matter of seconds. I guess having a mouth on your cock will do that to you. [[You bob your head up and down|W7T][$control.location to "Sails back 5"]], hoping to get this over with as quickly as possible.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.yellow;"Please,"@@ you plead with him. Maybe he'll be less like Lyle and more like Check Mark; Lyle isn't someone you would dare to say no to, but surely not every Sail is as unreasonable as the hotheaded young man. @@.yellow;"I really can't be late. Janet will kill me."@@ The man's face twists with incredulity. You can tell he doesn't care about your welfare when it comes to displeasing Janet. @@.yellow;"Just let me go talk to her and I'll come right back,"@@ you half-heartedly promise. Like hell I will. I'll be out of here before you realize I'm gone. @@.green;"Nah,"@@ he shakes his head, @@.green;"I've already got a 'trap in my room. If I bring you in she'll be pissed."@@ His hand goes back to his zipper. @@.green;"You're a hot little thing, though. I'll do round one with you and then round two with her, if you don't suck me dry."@@ He laughs, a harsh sound that reminds you of a dog barking. <<if $fem gte 1480>>Damn it. My luck is horrible tonight. With a sigh you bow your head and [[get ready for what comes next.|W7T][$control.location to "Sails back 4"; $temp.switch3 to true]]<<else>>@@.yellow;"I'll come to you after she's gone,"@@ you desperately try one more time. @@.yellow;"She can be round one and I'll be round two. I'll stay all night."@@ Whatever I need to promise to get out of this. He pauses, thinking. @@.green;"Alright,"@@ he begrudgingly mutters, @@.green;"fine. But if I don't see your ass in my room in fifteen minutes I'll come drag you away from Janet myself."@@ You nod eagerly. @@.yellow;"Of course."@@ With a sigh of relief you get to your feet and hurry past him, not wanting to give the Sail a chance to change his mind. [[You slip into the building.|W7T][$control.location to "Sails back 4"]]<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails back 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails back 4">><<if $temp.switch3>><<AddBlowjob "sail">>There's the audible sound of his jeans being unzipped and then the Sails' cock flops out and lightly slaps you in the forehead. His member isn't particularly big or thick. <<if $fem gte 1490>>I hope the next time I get ass fucked it's with this guy. It's way less girthy than some of the other dudes around here and I bet it would hurt less. Using one hand to lift it up, you gently take it in your mouth.<<else>>And it doesn't reek of sweat, either. I guess that's the silver lining here. With a sigh you part your lips and wrap them around the head of his penis.<</if>> His dick goes from half-mast to throbbing erection in a matter of seconds. I guess having a mouth on your cock will do that to you. [[You bob your head up and down|W7T][$control.location to "Sails back 5"]], hoping to get this over with as quickly as possible.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You cautiously look around, afraid that you'll run into someone else. Thankfully the hallway is clear. Finally. Maybe my luck is turning around. Without wasting another moment you hurry down to the door at the end where you saw Janet last time. With a pause you softly knock on the door. @@.janet;"Come in,"@@ someone calls out. You enter and [[shut the door behind you.|W7T][$control.location to "Janet"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails back 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails back 5">><<AddBreath_Strong "cum">>There's a strange sound from above you, like metal striking metal. Mouth full of cock, you glance upward and see the Sail lighting a cigarette. Is he seriously going to have a smoke while I blow him? Somehow that's more insulting than his assumption that you were a whore down to give him head. I mean, shouldn't he find this a little nice? You smoke while waiting for the bus, not when getting sexually serviced! He blows out a gust of smoke that wafts through the air above you. Thankfully you're below the cloud and you don't inhale any of it. It would suck if you had to perform oral sex in the middle of secondhand smoke. @@.green;"Mmmm."@@ You risk another glance upward at the Sail, who has a goofy smile on his face. Clearly he's enjoying this. Great. Glad one of us is satisfied. You glare a little as you return your attention to his cock. His penis throbs and you ready for yourself for the torrent of sperm that's about to rocket down your throat. Please don't be disgusting, please don't be disgusting. When he blows his load it's a lot less than you were expecting, which is nice. You don't even have trouble swallowing it down. None of it leaks out of your mouth and runs down your chin, which has happened before. You wipe the back of your hand against your mouth and [[rise off of your knees|W7T][$control.location to "Sails back 6"]] as he tucks his dick back into his jeans.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails back 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails back 6">>@@.green;"Good shit. @@<<if $current_outfit.id eq "camilla_ellipsis" or $current_outfit.id eq "camilla_bitch5">><<AddFem 6>>@@.green;Tell Janet I wanna know about your rates, I'd pay to have your lips on my cock again."@@<<else>><<AddFem 4>>@@.green;Remember what I said. If you want a brother to claim you I'd be interested. With dick sucking lips like those you should be an official windtrap."@@<</if>> What a compliment. He takes a long drag on his cigarette and offers you a lewd wink. You mumble something incoherent and walk past him. This time he doesn't stop you when you reach for the door. You slip inside and cautiously look around. The hallway is clear. Thank goodness. You don't want a repeat encounter of what just happened. You hurry down to the door at the end where you saw Janet last time. With a pause you softly knock on the door. @@.janet;"It's open,"@@ someone calls out. You enter and [[shut the door behind you.|W7T][$control.location to "Janet"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Janet ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Janet">>Janet looks up at you from the couch. Manila folders lay to either side of her while another sits in her hands. She's wearing black denim pants and a white top that emphasizes her impressive rack. <<if $temp.switch2 eq false and $temp.switch3>><<AddFem 2>>Her reading glasses dangle from one hand while the other is pinching her nose. She looks tired. @@.janet;"Ah, $name. There you are. Took you long enough. Isn't it past midnight?"@@ She twists her neck and there's a loud cracking sound that makes you cringe. @@.janet;"Next time don't be late. When I call, you come. Like a good bitch. Got it?"@@<<elseif $temp.switch2 and $temp.switch3>><<AddFem 3>>She taps her reading glasses against her lip for a moment before setting them down. @@.janet;"About time, Miss Jones."@@ You don't miss her emphasis on the word "miss." @@.janet;"It's past midnight. I don't like to be kept waiting."@@ She twists her neck and there's a loud cracking sound that makes you cringe. @@.janet;"Next time don't be late. When I call, you come. Like a good bitch. Got it?"@@<<else>><<AddFem 3>>Reading glasses sit on her nose. She gives you a distracted look. @@.janet;"Well, well, well. If it isn't $name Jones. Is it midnight already?"@@She twists her neck and there's a loud cracking sound that makes you cringe. @@.janet;"I lost track of time. Good thing you're so reliable, isn't it? You always come when called, like a good bitch."@@<</if>> You stand in place, shifting from foot to foot. @@.yellow;"I'm here,"@@ is all you say back. Janet wants to get under your skin, but you refuse to indulge her. You've heard people say, "don't bite the hand that feeds," and it applies here. Granted, the phrase usually applies to business in regards to staying on good terms with a customer, or with contacts that might refer others to you. Your dad was always fond of it. But you feel that it applies here, too. Don't piss off the witch who controls when you get your penis back. @@.janet;"Come over here, get into the light. I want to see you in your new duds."@@ You obey, trying to look too awkward or uncomfortable. Even though it's just Janet there and her living room is empty of anyone else [[you still feel like you're on display.|W7T][$control.location to "Janet 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Janet 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Janet 2">><<if $current_outfit.id eq "camilla_ellipsis" or $current_outfit.id eq "camilla_bitch5">><<AddFem 1>>She frowns. @@.janet;"That's it? You look a little tame for my tastes, hon."@@ @@.yellow;"This is one of the outfits Camilla picked out,"@@ you answer, perhaps a little too defensively. Sure enough, Janet's eyes narrow in displeasure. @@.janet;"Fine. But next time I want you to wear something more fitting for the part you're playing. Got it?"@@ Sullenly, you nod your head.<<else>>She smirks and lets out a quiet wolf whistle. @@.janet;"Look at you. Didn't take much to embrace the role of empty-headed bimbo, did it?"@@ @@.yellow;"I didn't pick out these clothes,"@@ you fire back, perhaps a little too defensively. She snorts. @@.janet;"Uh huh. But you don't hate wearing them, do you? Admit that you like playing the part of empty-headed bimbo. I want to hear you say it."@@ You grit your teeth, but you know she won't back down. If you stand up to her it'll just piss her off. @@.yellow;"I like playing the part,"@@ you mutter. @@.janet;"What part?"@@ She stares you down. @@.janet;"I want to hear you say it. Don't make me repeat myself again."@@ <<if $temp.switch2 and $temp.switch3>><<AddFem 6>>She's just like the sick fuck in the common room who was trying to finger my ass. Both of them got their jollies off of hearing you debase yourself.<<else>><<AddFem 4>>It's humiliating, but you just want this to end.<</if>> @@.yellow;"I like acting like a dumb bimbo."@@ You feel so broken every time you come here.<</if>> Not wanting her to demand anything else, [[you change the subject.|W7T][$control.location to "Janet 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Janet 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Janet 3">>@@.yellow;"Why did you make me come over now? Do you know what I had to deal with trying to get in here?"@@ She doesn't answer right away. Instead she makes you wait while she slowly takes a cigarette out of a pack on the coffee table in front of her. Janet lights it, inhales, then exhales. Then she takes another puff. It's only once she's exhaled again that she speaks. @@.janet;"Come back tomorrow when you're off work. I've got a job I need you to do."@@ Is she seriously not going to answer my question? For fuck sakes, everything is a power play with this bitch. Whatever, right now you have more immediate concerns. @@.yellow;"What kind of a job?"@@ @@.janet;"The kind where I call and you come. Like a good bitch. Got it?"@@ @@.yellow;"Fine,"@@ you sigh. Man, she is in a bad mood tonight. <<if $breastsize gte 21>><<AddFem 2>>@@.janet;"Wear something low cut. With tits like yours it's a shame to hide them, hon."@@ She lets out a caustic laugh.<<else>><<AddFem 3>>@@.janet;"Make sure you look like a windtrap. Shouldn't be too hard for someone like you."@@ She smirks again.<</if>> @@.yellow;"Alright,"@@ you mumble, @@.yellow;"are we done? Can I go? I have to be up early for work."@@ She waves her hand and dismisses you. @@.janet;"See you tomorrow, bitch."@@ [[You leave|W7T][$control.location to "Janet 4"]] before she can change her mind and demand anything else.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Janet 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Janet 4">><<if $temp.switch2 eq false and $temp.switch3 eq false>><<AddFem 2>>Your night isn't over, yet. Unfortunately. The shirtless Sail from before is in the hallway, looking agitated and impatient. @@.green;"There you are,"@@ he barks when he sees you. @@.green;"I've been waiting, girl. Get over here before my balls get any bluer."@@ Fuck. You'd promised this guy a good time if he didn't make you suck him off. It worked and got you out of giving yet another blowjob, but it looks like it backfired in the end. He's between you and the exit. Behind you is Janet's room. There's nowhere to run. Evidently you took too long in moving. @@.green;"Come on,"@@ he snaps. The Sail stomps over and grabs you, [[dragging you back to his room.|W7T][$control.location to "Prostitution"]]<<else>>The hallway is mercifully clear and [[you're able to slip out the side exit|W7T][$control.location to "Night"]] without seeing anyone else.<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Prostitution ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Prostitution">><<AddFem 3>>He shoves you into a room and then shuts the door behind him, sealing you inside with him. It doesn't look lived in, so maybe that means he's from out of town. There are no decorations or anything, nothing to indicate that the Sail in front of you stays here every night. @@.green;"I don't know where your pussy's been,"@@ he growls. He picks up a tube from where it lays on the bed and throws it at you. You <<if $flag.activityroute eq "victory">>barely catch it in time<<else>><<AddFem 1>>awkwardly fumble with it in mid-air before it drops to the ground. You have to bend down and pick it up.<</if>> Turning it over in your hands you recognize it as a bottle of lube. @@.green;"Get your ass ready. If you don't hurry up I'll be fucking you dry."@@ @@.yellow;"Wait, what?"@@ @@.green;"Thirty seconds,"@@ he shrieks at you. You jump at the unexpected increase in volume. Shit. Fuck. Shit! You hastily squirt some lube into your hand. He's watching you like a wolf would their dinner. You take a shaky breath and then insert a trembling finger into your butt. @@.yellow;"Ah,"@@ you wince, slowly working your digit in deeper. You know you don't have much time, but it's hard to bury a finger knuckle-deep into your asshole with just a moment's notice. @@.green;"Hurry up,"@@ he urges, @@.green;"I'm dying here, slut."@@ [[You hurry up.|W7T][$control.location to "Prostitution 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Prostitution 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Prostitution 2">><<AddAnal "sail">>It's never easy to do something while being watched over your shoulder. You try your best to get your hole as lubed up as possible, but the impatient Sail has had enough waiting. @@.green;"Let's do this."@@ His dick is already out. The Sail pushes you onto the bed face down. You reach back and grab his dick to try and get some lubricant on it before the penetration happens. He doesn't stop your hand from wrapping his cock, but as soon as you begin stroking it to spread the lube around he stops you. @@.green;"Enough,"@@ he yells. You flinch and go still. The man presses his penis against your tight hole and then pushes it inside. There's no foreplay, no waiting. @@.green;"Ahhh,"@@ he groans as soon he's inside your ass. @@.green;"There we go."@@ You stay still while he pumps in and out of you. He doesn't seem to want anything from you <<if $fem gte 1650>><<AddFem 6>>so long as you're a fuckhole. I'm just a cumdump to him, you realize. He doesn't care about you, all he wants is a hole to jizz in. Somehow that makes the experience even worse.<<else>><<AddFem 4>>as long he gets to fuck you. You don't even need to move. He doesn't care if you get off or cum, and he seems perfectly content to do all the work so long as you'll lie there and take it.<</if>> <<if $breastsize gte 21>><<AddFem 3>>He reaches down and fondles your tits while his cock continues to slide back and forth in your ass.<<else>><<AddFem 1>>His fingers dig into your ass cheeks as he mercilessly fucks your asshole.<</if>> @@.green;"Yeah,"@@ he moans. @@.green;"Yeah!"@@ His balls slap against you and then he moans again. You feel his sludge fill you up as the Sail cums into your ass. @@.green;"Damn right,"@@ he pants. He pulls his cock, already softening, out of your ass. @@.green;"You can spend the night here or go find another brother to bunk with. I'm going to bed."@@ He's already undressing and pulling the sheets back from the bed. You hastily get your clothes in order and slip out of his room. His jizz is leaking out of you as you shuffle down the hallway, your sore ass making you walk awkwardly. With that experience over [[you finally leave the clubhouse.|W7T][$control.location to "Night"]]<</daypassage>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">><<if $route.candice>>You don't sleep for long before you have to get up for work, but it's nice to doze even for a little bit.<<else>>The only good thing about waking up for work on a Tuesday is that at least you aren't waking up for work on a Monday.<</if>> You rub the sleep from your eyes and visit the bathroom, kitchen, and eWardrobe. Once you've done your business, eaten your food and prepped your clothes you step inside to change. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<routes>> ║ │ <<job "store">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work store">> ║ │ <<job "res">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work res">> ║ │ <</routes>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>One quick check of your appearance and [[you head to work.|W8T][$control.location to _passagelink]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store">><<CheckSex "Candice" 50>>When you get to the store parking lot Justine is waiting for you. Well, she's waiting. You just assume that it's for you. She's sitting on the windowsill of the stand, letting the bare flesh of her legs languish in the sun. Her clothes today are short. Very short. Especially the skirt. Hell, even calling it a skirt is generous. It's more of a tube top for her waist. Her shirt is an actual tube top, so that's fitting. It's in a competition with the skirt for "tiniest garment ever." Both articles are a dusty pink. They would be more appropriate at the beach than at a job, but given Justine's line of work that kind of fits. @@.justine;"Hey hey. I put an extra shot in your latte. And mine. I need the caffeine."@@ She tries to stifle a yawn, but gives up and let's her mouth open so wide that you naturally have to picture something filling it. Something phallic. <<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if _isonlist>>@@.yellow;"You're the best."@@ It's a bit of a lie. Coffee is the best, but Justine is a close second. @@.justine;"So did you have fun with that lesbian girl last night? She didn't make a move on you, did she?"@@ You aren't ready for Justine to know the truth about you and Candice. If she knows you find women attractive then she may start to think about all the times she misinterpreted you ogling her as you being jealous of her body. And if she realizes you're attracted to her then that could lead to a whole different can of worms being opened. Besides, as normal as it is for you to like girls you aren't sure if you're ready to be a "lesbian" just yet. [[Especially after what happened at the game.|W8T][$control.location to "Work store 2"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $route.candice>>You really wish you thought your words through before you spoke next. @@.yellow;"I'm good. I already had one coffee, if I have too much I'll be all jittery while the store opens. Maybe in a few hours."@@ Justine instantly narrows her eyes. @@.justine;"Whoa whoa whoa. Whoa. Are you cheating on me?"@@ @@.yellow;"Huh?"@@ [[Cheating?|W8T][$control.location to "Work store 2"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $route.chris>>@@.yellow;"Thank you so much."@@ Fuck yeah, it's coffee time. Justine sips at her own drink. @@.justine;"Mhm. So how was your date with the mocha mountain?"@@ @@.yellow;"The what?"@@ Maybe it's still because your brain is sleep-addled, but [[you are thoroughly confused.|W8T][$control.location to "Work store 2"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.justine;"So how was last night? Did you get stoned?"@@ @@.yellow;"Yeah. Thanks again for the joint. I didn't realize how much I needed to relax."@@ @@.justine;"No problem, baby girl."@@ Justine sips her own drink, [[studying you over the lid.|W8T][$control.location to "Work store 2"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 2">><<CheckSex "Candice" 50>><<if _isonlist>><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">><<AddFem 4>>@@.yellow;"We're just friends, J. But you need to be nice when you talk about her. I wouldn't let her say mean things about you, so you have to be nice, too. Okay?"@@ @@.justine;"Fine,"@@ the busty redhead grumbles. @@.justine;"But I don't want to share you, okay? If I want to hang out with you and the blonde gargoyle does too then you have to pick me. It's the best friend rule."@@ @@.yellow;"You cannot call her a gargoyle. That's the opposite of nice. It's mean!"@@ @@.justine;"Blah, fine. But if you start acting like the nice police on me I'm going to go insane. Being a judgy bitch is part of my amazing personality, just like being a geeky skank is part of yours."@@ @@.yellow;"I'm not a geeky skank!"@@ @@.justine;"Skanky geek?"@@ @@.yellow;"You're the worst."@@ You give her a glare and then head for the store entrance. @@.justine;"Muah! Love you, too, babe."@@ You [[escape into work|W8T][$control.location to "Work store 6"]] before Justine can further describe you as a nerdy slut. Or a slutty nerd.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $route.candice>>@@.justine;"I'm your coffee bitch, bitch. Nobody else. Who did you get coffee from? Huh? That slut on Seventh? I'll kick her ass."@@ You ignore Justine's threat with shrug. @@.yellow;"I don't remember the name. It was super early and I was really tired."@@ Her eyes narrow further. @@.justine;"Who were you with?"@@ @@.yellow;"Um."@@ @@.justine;"Don't you lie to me, $name Jones. I know you, and I know nothing drags your lazy ass out of bed early. Wait a second – what did you do with that lesbo last night?"@@ @@.yellow;"Nothing. And that's not a nice term,"@@ you mutter as you turn away. You don't want Justine to see your cheeks getting red. You actually don't know if "lesbo" is offensive. Is it? Maybe you can shift the conversation toward that without Justine noticing. No dice. @@.justine;"Oh my god, you didn't. $name! Are you like, gay or something? I thought you liked guys?"@@ @@.yellow;"Justine, relax. It's not what you're thinking."@@ [[You need to put a stop to this, fast.|W8T][$control.location to "Work store 3"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $route.chris>><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">>@@.justine;"Hello? Earth to $name. The mocha mountain. The caramel colossus. The toffee tower."@@ @@.yellow;"I have no idea what you're talking about."@@ You stare at her blankly. @@.justine;"Oh come on, you're supposed to be the smart one. Chris! I mean Chris. How was your date with Chris? Tell me deets."@@ @@.yellow;"Ohhh."@@ You salute Justine with your coffee as a token of respect. @@.yellow;"I'm honestly impressed, that was pretty clever."@@ @@.justine;"I know, you and your stupid tv shows have been rubbing off on me. And I was bored this morning so I spent a while coming up with all of those ahead of time."@@ At least she's honest. @@.justine;"But girl, if you don't spill the tea right now I'm going to take that coffee back."@@ @@.yellow;"No, please."@@ You realize you're hugging the drink like it's a small child. @@.yellow;"There isn't much to tell. We went to a baseball game."@@ @@.justine;"And?"@@ [[Justine arches an eyebrow suggestively.|W8T][$control.location to "Work store 3"]] @@.justine;"You fucked his brains out, right?"@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddBreath_Medium "coffee">>@@.justine;"And no offense, but you're kind of the biggest stress-case I know."@@ @@.yellow;"I mean – "@@ @@.justine;"Like, there's anal, and then there's My-Name-Is-$name-And-I-Was-Born-With-A-Pole-In-My-Ass anal, you know?"@@ @@.yellow;"Okay now – "@@ @@.justine;"Like, some people go grey early, but I bet your pubes will go grey before you're twenty. Which, like, fine as long as you shave everything, but then you can never do anything fun like a landing strip, or a cute little design. I guess you could, but no one wants to see white on grey. Unless you're old. But then your pubes are grey anyway."@@ @@.yellow;"Okay Justine. I get it, yes, I need to relax more often."@@ Sheesh. If you'd known that accepting her offer to get high would lead to this you might have turned her down. @@.justine;"See. That's exactly what I'm talking about. You're all worked up and I don't know why."@@ You swear you can feel your eye twitching. @@.yellow;"Thanks for the coffee,"@@ you mutter. @@.yellow;"I'm going to head inside and start opening."@@ @@.justine;"Ta, dahling. I'll see you later."@@ You [[make your way into the store|W8T][$control.location to "Work store 6"]], still shaking your head at Justine's outrageous comments. Grey pubes indeed.<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 3">><<CheckSex "Chris" 50>><<if _isonlist>><<AddFem 5>>Your blush is answer enough. @@.justine;"Nice! Get it, girl."@@ Mumbling a weak, @@.yellow;"Shut up,"@@ you ignore Justine's demands for more information. @@.justine;"How big was he? Did the snake match the biceps? Two pump blast or was it like a marathon? Thick like a tree, or skinny like a skinny thing?"@@ @@.yellow;"I'm going into work now,"@@ you sputter. @@.yellow;"Thanks for the coffee, Red."@@ Justine is undeterred by you walking away. @@.justine;"How big a load did he shoot,"@@ she shouts at your back as [[you walk into the store.|W8T][$control.location to "Work store 6"]] Ridiculous.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $route.chris>><<AddFem 1>>@@.yellow;"We didn't do anything,"@@ you say a touch too defensively. @@.justine;"But you wanted to."@@ <<if $femgate gte 85>>@@.yellow;"Well, yeah."@@ You answer without thinking.<<else>>Your blush is answer enough.<</if>> @@.justine;"Hah, I knew it! Then what happened? Is he gay or something? Because you're super hot and I'd fuck you if I were a big, black dude."@@ @@.yellow;"Um, thanks. I think? And no, he isn't gay. There was this asshole racist guy at the baseball game we went to and it kinda killed the mood for the rest of the night."@@ You're expecting something snarky or dismissive, but Justine surprises you with a tender, @@.justine;"Oh. That really sucks. I'm sorry."@@ @@.yellow;"Uh, yeah. Thanks. Some people. You know?"@@ @@.justine;"Yeah. Fuck whoever that guy was. He was probably jealous of Chris's hot body and even hotter date."@@ @@.yellow;"Um. Thanks. But you don't have to keep talking about his body."@@ You're almost taken aback by the pang of jealousy that stirs in your gut. Justine wouldn't ever try anything with Chris, would she? <<CheckSex "Tiger">><<if _isonlist>><<AddFem 1>>Because it would be so fucked up to sleep with your best friend's man. Like I did to her, with Tiger. Fuck, I'm such a fucking hypocrite. I'm a piece of trash.<<else>><<AddFem 2>>She is cavalier about sex and all. It might not even occur to her that it would be inappropriate to do anything with him. You gulp.<</if>> @@.justine;"What else is there to talk about? You've told me all about him. The guy is a social worker and lives in the gym. Trust me, his body is the only interesting thing about him. Like a painting of a dick, where you want to look at it but there's no point doing anything more because it's just a painting and you can't actually fuck it."@@ @@.yellow;"Um."@@ @@.justine;"Sorry. I'm kind of horny right now. I need to go find my own big, black – "@@ @@.yellow;"Okay. I'm going into work. Thanks for the coffee, Red."@@ @@.justine;"Muah. Love you, baby girl."@@ [[You head into work before Justine can describe a big, black anything.|W8T][$control.location to "Work store 6"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $route.candice>>You have to derail this line of thought before it goes any further. Not because being gay is bad, but if Justine knows you like girls then she might start questioning some of your interactions with her. She might feel violated or disrespected. And that might open a whole different can of worms that you aren't ready to deal with. So what's one more little lie? @@.yellow;"We were up late talking and she didn't feel like driving me back home until earlier this morning, and we stopped for coffee on the way."@@ Judging by her pursed lips she isn't quite convinced of your innocence. @@.yellow;"She's had a really interesting life. You know how sheltered I was growing up. She's been through shit, too, just like you, and I guess I just related. But you're still my best friend."@@ You feel like that last part is necessary. Justine has been sensitive lately and you don't want her to be hurt because you're spending time with someone else. Justine exhales through her nose. @@.justine;"All right, all right. I don't like sharing you, but I'll cool it. For now. If she tries to steal you from me I'm fighting that bitch. She's probably just mad because she's so not my type."@@ @@.yellow;"Because she doesn't have a dick?"@@ You joke. You eye the coffee she'd made. It's starting to look very tempting. Justine snorts. @@.justine;"Don't be crass, $name. I like girls, too."@@ Wait. Wait. Wait. [[WHAT?|W8T][$control.location to "Work store 4"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 4">>Up is down. Left is right. Waffles are better than pancakes. You do your best imitation of a fish flopping around on land while trying to breathe. @@.yellow;"You – you – you – what?"@@ She laughs. @@.justine;"Didn't I tell you about this? I swear I did. No, I definitely did! We were high and you were trying to eat your pillow. I told you all about it. See, I knew it! You never listen to me."@@ She crosses her arms with a smug look. You're still trying to process this information. @@.yellow;"I just… what?"@@ So many missed opportunities. So many missed changes. So many missed everything. @@.justine;"Yeah. Men, women. Doesn't matter. If you're hot I'll like you. That blonde girl from that dragon show? I'd definitely fuck her. Hard."@@ @@.yellow;"Well yeah, me too. Who wouldn't? But back to my point. What?"@@ @@.justine;"Why are you freaking out? Oh shit, are you worried I'm trying to get into your pants?"@@ Justine bursts into a fit of laughter. Each giggle is like a tiny, girlish dagger to your ego. @@.justine;"No, sweetie. You're my friend, you are so not sexual to me. You're sexy and you're a beautiful sex goddess of sex, but please don't worry. I have not ever and will not ever try to seduce you."@@ Ego, meet basement. You two will become very familiar with each other, since there's no way your pride could fall any lower than it has right now. @@.yellow;"Great,"@@ [[you mumble through clenched teeth.|W8T][$control.location to "Work store 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 5">><<AddFem 3>>@@.justine;"There was just one girl,"@@ Justine reminisces aloud. @@.justine;"When I was a freshman in high school and she was a sophomore. We dated for like a month. Now that I think about it, I think it might have had something to do with my cousin's wedding the summer before and how everyone said I looked butch. But yeah, we didn't last long. She was the only out lesbian in our school and was sort of goth. Great kisser. Mmm. Maybe we dated less than a month? Whatever, it was never going to last long. I like guys way more than girls, ya know? Guys are way hotter to me. You get it. And I love dick. I could never be with a girl. I'd miss dick way too much. Vibrators aren't the same as good dick, ya know? The only way I would pick a girl over a guy is if she ate the best pussy on the planet. And even then… maybe if she had long, thick fingers. Like a dick. Dick fingers."@@ Somehow each sentence makes you feel worse than the last. It's almost impressive how casually Justine can destroy you on an emotional level. Even more impressive is that she has no idea she's doing it. Justine is still going. Fantastic. @@.justine;"Candice isn't my type. She looks like a gargoyle."@@ Justine scrunches up her brow in thought. @@.justine;"Yeah, except for the blonde dragon girl I don't think any woman is my type right now. They should make a blonde dragon guy. I would ride his dick so hard."@@ Her eyes take on a dream expression. @@.yellow;"I'm going into the store now,"@@ you grumble. @@.justine;"Okay! Love you, dahling. Can't wait to hang with you later."@@ You [[escape into the store|W8T][$control.location to "Work store 6"]] before Justine can further describe how little she desires you.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 6">><<CheckSex "Candice" 50>>Frank offers you a baleful look when you enter the store. @@.frank;"YOU'RE LATE,"@@ he bellows. You sigh. You aren't late, you're right on time. But it would take so long to explain that and for him to hear it that by the time you were done you would, in fact, be late. First clocking in, you deftly start your opening duties. You easily overhear Frank muttering to himself, mostly because his idea of muttering is the average person's idea of regular dialogue. @@.frank;"Back in my day girls weren't late for work because they were getting froo froo coffee drinks. No sir. They got up early and milked the cows, yes they did."@@ @@.yellow;"C'mon Frank, I wasn't even late. And the coffeestand is literally ten feet outside."@@ <<if $route.candice and _isonlist eq false>>And you didn't even accept the coffee, either!<</if>> @@.frank;"WHAT?"@@ You sigh. [[It's going to be one of those days.|W8T][$control.location to "Work store 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 7">>It appears that the rest of Hope's Point feels the same way. The store has almost no foot traffic all morning long. The few customers who do come in are grouchy and direct. None of them stick around for more than a minute, either. A very bored Justine commiserates with you. @@.justine;"Everybody's in a funk today,"@@ she complains. @@.justine;"The last guy didn't even look at my tits."@@ @@.yellow;"Um."@@ At one point you'd have thought she might prefer they not look, but that was before you actually knew Justine as a person. It's unsurprising that she'd be offended by people not ogling her. She's been sitting on the counter by your register for twenty minutes, idly staring at her nails and grumbling nonstop. @@.justine;"Oh, shut up. Not like that. They tip better when they look at my tits. It's, like, science. A scientific fact. The more they look at my tits the more they tip. What do they call that?"@@ @@.yellow;"I don't know. Weird?"@@ @@.justine;"No, I mean, what's the science word? You're a nerd, you're supposed to know this stuff."@@ @@.yellow;"I'm not a nerd. Liking video games and movies doesn't make me a nerd."@@ [[Sheesh.|W8T][$control.location to "Work store 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 8">>@@.justine;"It makes you sad. And if you were a guy it'd make you a virgin. You're lucky you were born a hot girl. Hot girls get away with a lot of stuff that guys don't."@@ @@.yellow;"Hmm."@@ Apparently Justine is going to alleviate her boredom by being a total twat. @@.justine;"I'm still mad about yesterday."@@ @@.yellow;"The thing with the mayor not having sex with you?"@@ @@.justine;"Yes! I mean, no. I'm mad she didn't want to. Obvi I wouldn't have touched her."@@ @@.yellow;"Right."@@ @@.justine;"I'm so booooored."@@ @@.yellow;"I hadn't noticed."@@ A sudden mischievous look comes over Justine's face. @@.justine;"I have an idea."@@ [[Uh oh.|W8T][$control.location to "Work store 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 9">>@@.justine;"FRANK,"@@ she shouts at your coworker, @@.justine;"$name and I are going on break."@@ @@.frank;"WHAT?"@@ @@.justine;"BREAK, old man. B-R-E-A-K. Put your fucking ears in."@@ @@.frank;"WHAT?"@@ Justine rolls her eyes and then drags you out of the store. @@.yellow;"Where are we going?"@@ @@.justine;"Back here. Come on."@@ She marches along until the two of you are behind the store. @@.yellow;"Why? There's nothing here but a dumpster."@@ A smelly one, at that. @@.justine;"Let's get high, bitch."@@ [[Justine pulls a joint out of her tube top.|W8T][$control.location to "Work store 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 10">>You panic and frantically look around. You don't see any cameras, but that doesn't mean none are there. @@.yellow;"What? J, we're at work,"@@ you hiss. @@.yellow;"Put that away."@@ You unsuccessfully swat at her hands in an effort to hide what they're holding. @@.justine;"One, chill. Two, be careful or you'll break my perfect roll. Three, calm down."@@ @@.yellow;"One and three are the same. And no, I won't. We're at work, we could get fired if someone saw us right now."@@ @@.justine;"Nobody is going to see anything. Trust me, baby girl. I haven't steered you wrong yet, have I?"@@ You stare at her in dumbfounded disbelief. @@.yellow;"Are you kidding me? You only ever try to steer me wrong."@@ @@.justine;"No, I try to steer you toward fun. Big diff. C'mon, it's a slow ass day. Nobody will see us. Do iiiiiitttt."@@ She waves the joint teasingly in front of your face. Well, she has a point that it is a slow day. And if she's right that no one will see then what's the harm? It would make this slow ass workday pass quicker. But if she's wrong then you could get in trouble. Or fired. What will you do? <<if $flag.botanics and $route.chris eq false and $route.candice eq false and $temp.switch1>>[[Fuck it. Let's do it.|W8T][$control.location to "Weed store"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $femgate gte 98>>[[Fuck it. Let's do it.|W8T][$control.location to "Weed store"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>[[Fuck it. Let's do it.|W8T][$control.location to "Weed store"]] [[No way.|W8T][$control.location to "Work store 11"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 11">>@@.yellow;"Maybe after work."@@ You take a small step backwards. Justine's response is almost dismissive. @@.justine;"Don't pussy out on me. It'll be fine."@@ She reaches into her top again, this time pulling out a tiny lighter. @@.yellow;"No chance. And how much shit do you have in there?"@@ @@.justine;"Stop being a bitch, $name. I keep telling you it's fine."@@ @@.yellow;"Um, I think I hear Frank calling for me,"@@ you lie. @@.yellow;"I should go back before he comes looking for me."@@ You hurry off without waiting for Justine to reply. You know she won't be happy about this. When you get into the store [[you're horrified by what you see.|W8T][$control.location to "Work store 12"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 12">>Frank is on his hands and knees. There's a huge pile of vomit next to him. @@.yellow;"Oh my gosh, Frank, are you okay?"@@ You rush over to the older man. Did he fall and have an accident or something? Guilt floods you. While you were outside debating about getting stoned this poor old guy was suffering on the floor. @@.frank;"WHAT?"@@ Frank frowns at you. @@.frank;"One of those lousy hobos came in and made sick on the floor,"@@ Frank bellows. @@.frank;"I threw him out already. Now that you're here you can clean this mess up. Put yourself to good use, girl."@@ Frank unsteadily rises to his feet. You spy a rag and a bucket behind him. So instead of an elderly man having an accident it was a drunk customer or something throwing up on your floor. And I'm just in time to clean it up. [[Fan-fucking-tastic.|W8T][$control.location to "Work store 13"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 13 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 13">>You get to work on the distasteful task before you. It's not easy, mostly because being around puke always makes you feel like you're going to puke yourself. You have to fight down the instinct to retch as the scent of the mess in front of you slams into your nose. The rag is quickly soaked with vomit. It gets so bad that you end up tossing it aside and hunting down the store's mop. You don't know why Frank didn't just grab that to begin with anyway. At one point Justine waves at you from the coffeestand. You can't say if she ended up smoking without you or not. But she does look a little smug. Or maybe that's just the lighting. It's not like she'd take pleasure in getting high while you're elbow-deep in puke. Right? Fucking damn it. What a fucking day. Your phone pings about halfway through the task. It's a text from Justine. Soo glad we didn't stay outside longer, you definitely didn't wanna miss work! Your best friend is a cruel harlot. Well, maybe that's a little unfair. But she isn't the one cleaning up hobo puke, now is she? [[Eventually you're all done.|W8T][$control.location to "Work store 14"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 14 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 14">>The rest of the afternoon is agonizingly slow. Justine and you text a bit, but otherwise there's nothing to distract you. Finally, it's time to clock out. Relieved, you get on your bike and [[pedal home.|W8T][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Weed store ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Weed store">><<set $flag.workstupidity to true>><<AddBreath_Strong "weed">>@@.yellow;"One hit,"@@ you concede. Justine throws a triumphant fist into the air. @@.justine;"Yes!"@@ Her boobs jiggle as if to echo her enthusiasm. @@.yellow;"We have to be fast,"@@ you warn her. @@.yellow;"I don't want to be gone too long and have Frank come looking for me."@@ @@.justine;"Mhm,"@@ Justine happily pulls a small lighter out of her top. How much shit does she keep in there? @@.yellow;"One hit,"@@ you repeat as she holds the joint up to the lighter's tiny flame. @@.yellow;"I don't wanna get too fucked up."@@ @@.justine;'Course. Here, you take the first hit."@@ <<if $flag.botanics and $route.chris eq false and $route.candice eq false and $temp.switch1>>You take the joint from her and inhale as you bring it to your lips. In half a second your throat is on fire. A heady feeling surges through your brain. Is the world tilting? It sure seems that way.<<else>>You accept the joint and inhale once it hits your mouth. Instantly you're coughing deeply. Is your throat on fire? Your head is full of clouds. When did the world start spinning?<</if>> [[Justine plucks the smoking stick out of your hand.|W8T][$control.location to "Weed store 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Weed store 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Weed store 2">>You blink back tears, finding it necessary to squint in order to be able to see your friend at all. Justine inhales, holding it in her mouth for an eternity. She forms an O with her lips and gently lets the smoke come out in short puffs. When she hands the joint back to you you're still struggling to breathe. @@.justine;"Hurry,"@@ your friend urges, @@.justine;"you didn't want take too long."@@ You know she's right, but something in the back of your brain tickles too, as if you're forgetting another important point. Ah, well. Taking the joint again, your second hit goes much like the first. @@.yellow;"We should get back,"@@ you mumble. @@.yellow;"Before Frank looks for us."@@ @@.justine;"Hold on,"@@ Justine insists. @@.justine;"Your eyes are all bloodshot and you reek."@@ [[She reaches into her tube top again.|W8T][$control.location to "Weed store 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Weed store 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Weed store 3">>@@.justine;"Tilt your head back,"@@ she commands. You obey and then jerk away as something blinds you. @@.yellow;"What is that?"@@ @@.justine;"Saline. Eye drops, you idiot. Your eyes are so red you look like Santa."@@ @@.yellow;"Santa didn't have red eyes."@@ Or does she mean evil Santa? That would be scary. @@.justine;"Shut up, nerd. Tilt again, we only did one eye."@@ You obey. This time you're able to blink through the stinging drops. But Justine isn't done. @@.justine;"Hold on."@@ She reaches into her top yet again. You don't know if it's because you're high, but you cannot grasp the physics of her shirt. @@.yellow;"Maybe it's bigger on the inside,"@@ you mutter. Is Justine a renegade alien? @@.justine;"The fuck are you talking about? Nevermind, I don't want to know. Walk."@@ [[She holds up her latest device. It isn't even sonic.|W8T][$control.location to "Weed store 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Weed store 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Weed store 4">>Wait. Is it even a device? @@.justine;"Walk,"@@ Justine repeats. She gestures for you to pass in front of her. Shrugging, you do as she says. Your friend clicks whatever is in her hand right before you get there and you end up striding through a cloud of mist. You cough again, this time more reflexively than due to actual physical need. You clear your throat, a slightly unpleasant task because of how irritated it is from smoking. @@.yellow;"What was that?"@@ @@.justine;"Perfume. You smelled like a bad concert. Now you smell like sex."@@ @@.yellow;"Ew."@@ @@.justine;"Not for real, you idiot. I forgot how goofy you get when you're high. Maybe this wasn't a good idea."@@ @@.yellow;"Maybe you're gorgeous and I'm a time wizard,"@@ is your brilliant rebuttal. Time lizard? You look at your hands. No, not a lizard. They're too pink. What was it again? Dime gizzard? Rhyming blizzard. Yeah. @@.justine;"Okay, crazy. Let's go inside before you start chewing on the walls."@@ What a ridiculous comment. You'd never chew on the walls. Licking them, though? Yeah, you could do that. [[You follow Justine back to the front of the store.|W8T][$control.location to "Weed store 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Weed store 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Weed store 5">>@@.justine;"Hold on. No, stop! Damn it, $name. Wait a second. Let me look at you before you go in. Okay, your eyes are still red. If Frank mentions it say you were crying. People always get weird when teenage girls say they've been crying. Will you stop touching your face for one fucking second? You're totally going to blow this."@@ @@.yellow;"You're very pretty,"@@ you solemnly respond. @@.justine;"Obvi. All right, I've done all I can. Don't get fired. If you think you're going to be found out say that I texted you about an emergency and that you have to come see me right away. You got that?"@@ @@.yellow;"Yes."@@ @@.justine;"Repeat it back to me."@@ @@.yellow;"Marshmellows sound good right now."@@ Justine shakes her head with a sigh. @@.justine;"This is worse than that time I got Marty high right before his trig test."@@ @@.yellow;"Were there marshmellows?"@@ @@.justine;"I can't come with you. Come see me if you freak out. But don't freak out, okay? Fuck, maybe I shouldn't have gotten you so high. Should I go tell Frank you're having bad cramps and can't finish the day? You can ride this out in the stand with me until you're sober."@@ [[Justine looks worried.|W8T][$control.location to "Weed store 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Weed store 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Weed store 6">>@@.yellow;"I don't have a cramp."@@ @@.justine;"It's a lie, hon. We pretend you're on your period. The only thing that scares men more than crying is periods."@@ Understanding hits you. @@.yellow;"I've done that! But I've never had a period before. How long does it last? All day?"@@ The redhead gives you a very confused look. @@.justine;"Fuck, how high are you right now?"@@ Just then the door opens and a very angry Frank sticks his head out. @@.frank;"Where have you been?"@@ He loudly demands. @@.frank;"There's puke!"@@ @@.justine;"That's my cue to go,"@@ Justine informs both of you. To you she adds, @@.justine;"I don't fuck with puke."@@ Frank gestures for you to [[follow him inside.|W8T][$control.location to "Weed store 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Weed store 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Weed store 7">>Smeared vomit is on the floor. Most of it looks like it's been cleaned up, presumably with the dirty rag a few feet away. @@.yellow;"Why didn't you use a mop?"@@ The old man eyes you. @@.frank;"WHAT?"@@ @@.yellow;"A mop,"@@ you yell back. @@.frank;"Who's a trollop? Forget it, I have an idea. I'm going to get a mop, watch the store."@@ Frank is gone for what must be three hours. It's okay, you don't mind. Your attention is on a bag of knock-off gummy snacks. Have they always looked so delicious? @@.frank;"Here."@@ When did Frank get back? @@.frank;"I've done enough, you finish the job."@@ Frank hands you a wet mop. The handle feels so rough. Like acne. Or a science test. Or a break-up. Or a – @@.frank;"You call that mopping? Give it to me, ya fool girl. Kids these days can't do anything on their own."@@ Frank rips the mop out of your hands and groans as he gets to work. [[But those gummy snacks.|W8T][$control.location to "Weed store 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Weed store 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Weed store 8">><<AddFem 1>>Frank finishes up the cleaning, all the while griping about how useless kids are these days. You mostly ignore it; as soon as he needs help using his phone he'll be fawning all over you and commenting about how much smarter your generation is. It's just how he is. Not to mention, you've never noticed how fun the store is until now. And how terrifying. Did that milk carton always look homicidal? More importantly, how long have you guys had cheese snacks for? The lack of customers is great. Mostly because you can't carry on a conversation without giggling. But since Frank can't hear you anyway it works out. The long day is almost over. Justine stops by to check on you, mostly surprised that you're still high. She makes a comment about how she's already feeling fine. You reply with a, @@.yellow;"Yeah girl, you're fine as hell."@@ @@.justine;"Uh huh. FRANK! $name needs to clock out early. Girl stuff."@@ She whisks you out of the store thirty minutes before you usual clock-off time. @@.justine;"I'm taking you home. Order a pizza, watch a movie, do whatever. Okay?"@@ @@.yellow;"We should get a dog."@@ @@.justine;"For fuck's sake."@@ [[And that's how come you're now sitting on your couch.|W8T][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res">>You almost do a double take when you enter the restaurant's doors. Did you somehow go to the wrong place? Sure, you were on autopilot during the ride over, but could you have really ended up in an incorrect location? What's going on here? It's definitely the restaurant, but no patrons are present. Instead there are half a dozen strangers with camera equipment flitting around. It looks like they're preparing for a modeling shoot or something. Not that you know what one of those actually looks like, but if you had to paint a mental image it would be this. Frantic people discussing lighting, erecting slender black stands and aiming them at central points of the restaurant's floor. @@.destiny;"Morning, $name."@@ You hadn't noticed Destiny coming up to your side. @@.yellow;"Hey. What's going on here?"@@ @@.destiny;"We're doing the photoshoot today."@@ You stare uncomprehendingly at Destiny. @@.destiny;"You didn't hear? Harry is putting up a billboard in Lakehill to advertise the restaurant, so they're going to spend a few hours this morning taking pictures. We told most of the staff to come in late."@@ @@.yellow;"Oh, cool. Why am I here? Nobody told me to stay home."@@ Destiny seems surprised. @@.destiny;"A few of us are going to be in the shot. The plan is for you, me, Alice and Arthur to be on the billboard."@@ [[Say what now?|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 2">>You gulp. @@.yellow;"What? Really?"@@ You don't know about this. Having your face plastered on a freaking billboard? Everyone will see it! What if somebody recognizes you? Destiny offers a hesitant nod. @@.destiny;"Yeah? I'm guessing you're not happy about it? I thought we were all told earlier."@@ @@.yellow;"I haven't heard anything. Um, is there any way I could talk to Harry? I don't know if I'm comfortable with this."@@ @@.destiny;"Oh. I'm sorry, $name. Let me go check with Alice. I'll be right back."@@ @@.yellow;"Hold on. Is Alice the only one available?"@@ @@.destiny;"Harry is busy this morning. But I can talk to Alice right now for you."@@ Hmmm. Alice isn't exactly the most understanding of individuals. Going to her about anything rarely works out for you. But if you don't go you're going to have your girl persona plastered on a freaking billboard. Both options sucks. You aren't sure which sucks less, though. [[Talk to Alice.|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 3"; $temp.switch1 to true]] [[On second though, it's fine.|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 3"; $temp.switch1 to false]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 3">><<if $temp.switch1>>You can't just not do anything. Maybe Alice will be reasonable. Right? There's a chance. It's better than the alternative of accepting that this is all happening. You have to at least try. @@.yellow;"Okay. Thanks, Destiny."@@ You sit in one of the booths while you wait. It's kind of cool to see all of the photography equipment, but it also seems like they're going overboard. Don't any of them have smart phones to use instead? @@.destiny;"Hey, $name. Alice says to come into her office."@@ @@.yellow;"Okay."@@ You're starting to have second thoughts about this. You can already see how this is going to go. Alice will say something mean and you'll end up being on a freaking billboard as a girl. Maybe you should have just kept your mouth shut after all. Destiny must have noticed your reaction because she goes out of her way to reassure you. @@.destiny;"She's not mad, really. It'll be fine. She's distracted right now."@@ @@.yellow;"Uh huh."@@ You head toward Alice's office, a touch anxious. Well, more than a touch. A punch anxious? That doesn't make sense? A kick anxious? A body anxious. Well, really anxious. [[Really, really.|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 4"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 1>>Well, it isn't fine. But when is Alice ever reasonable? Knowing her she'll just threaten you or be mean to you if you say anything. In the end you'd probably do the billboard anyway. So if that's the expected outcome then you might as well just accept it now and not piss off your boss in the process. You take a seat and watch the employees as they shuffle back and forth. Bored, you end up taking out your phone and browsing Peddit. Destiny sits near you and also takes out her phone. The silence is companionable rather than awkward as each of you finds ways to amuse yourself with the down time. Checking Peddit kills a few minutes of waiting before one of the photographers walks over to you and Destiny. @@.blue;"Excuse me, ladies, do you know where the manager is?"@@ He's holding a clipboard with typed sheets on it. He's wearing all black, with no less than three different cameras hanging by straps around his neck. His beard and hair both looked freshly groomed, like he came here straight from the barber. A pair of tiny glasses sits on the bridge of his nose, the lens in the shape of circles. For some reason you're reminded of an owl. A fussy owl. @@.alice;"I'm right here!"@@ [[Alice comes rumbling down the hall|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 7"]] like she was waiting to hear those magic words.<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 4">>@@.yellow;"Alice?"@@ You clear your throat and knock on the door as you gently nudge it open. @@.alice;"$name. Come on in."@@ Your boss is wearing a blouse so clean that you wonder if it was just purchased from a store. Or maybe it's fresh from the dry cleaners. The crisp white is practically blinding. It's so intense that there's an unfortunate side effect where her face looks similarly colorless. Eesh. Alice is patting her hair in a small mirror on her desk. She keeps aggressively smoothing out the sides of her head, but for the life of you there's no observable difference it's making. Her hair looks fine. Well, it looks like it always does. Like she's an angry soccer mom going through a midlife crisis. So yeah, the norm for her. @@.alice;"Destiny said you don't want to be in the photo shoot."@@ Alice doesn't take her eyes off the mirror. @@.yellow;"I'm sorry, it's so weird but – "@@ @@.alice;"$name, we needed to know this a week ago. Waiting until right beforehand is very unprofessional."@@ [[Alice finally looks at you.|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 5">>@@.yellow;"I didn't know until now."@@ @@.alice;"That's not possible,"@@ Alice insists. @@.alice;"Harry's secretary personally emailed everyone last week. Don't be dishonest because of your own lazy behavior."@@ @@.yellow;"Really, Alice. I had no idea. I never got an email."@@ Your boss makes a "stop" gesture with her hand. @@.alice;"Look, $name, it doesn't even matter. I don't want to pull this card, but I will if I have to. It's too late to back out. You need to do it."@@ @@.yellow;"Um."@@ @@.alice;"You signed a media release when you completed your employment paperwork,"@@ Alice continues. @@.alice;"It gives us permission to take pictures of you on the premises and use those images for promotional materials. So you can either stay here and smile when we tell you to, or you can go home and look for another job. I don't have the time to play games with you. Which will it be?"@@ [[She stares at you expectantly.|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 6">>Fuck. Fuckity fuck fuck. Motherfucker. Damn it. @@.yellow;"Okay. I understand. I'm sorry."@@ You can't afford to rock the boat. Getting fired now? Now? After everything you've done? You're almost at the end of this race. All of it would be for nothing if you got fired now. Your dream school would vanish in a puff of smoke. The march back to the main area of the restaurant feels more like you're on your way to a beheading. But maybe the photoshoot won't be as bad as you're expecting. Maybe it will be a minor beheading. One where your severed body part is put on a gigantic fucking billboard for everyone to stare at. Cool. Super cool. Destiny offers you a sympathetic smile when you come 'round the corner. @@.destiny;"How'd it go?"@@ @@.yellow;"I'm doing the picture."@@ You can't help the note of bitterness in your voice. You didn't know getting hired for a job would mean you're constantly in unpleasant situations where you have almost no choice in the matter. This must be what slaves felt like. Probably. Sure, their threats were more about death or being sold or whatever, but otherwise this is almost exactly the same. @@.blue;"Excuse me, ladies, do you know where the manager is?"@@ It's one of the photographers. He's holding a clipboard with typed sheets on it. He's wearing all black, with no less than three different cameras hanging by straps around his neck. His beard and hair both looked freshly groomed, like he came here straight from the barber. A pair of tiny glasses sits on the bridge of his nose, the lens in the shape of circles. For some reason you're reminded of an owl. A fussy owl. @@.alice;"I'm right here!"@@ [[Alice comes rumbling down the hall|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 7"]] like she was waiting to hear those magic words.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 7">>The owl blinks slowly at her. @@.blue;"Ah, hello again. We're all ready if you and your employees are."@@ @@.alice;"We're waiting on one more,"@@ Alice impatiently huffs. @@.alice;"He should be here soon, he knows how important this is to his – ah, here he is!"@@ As if on cue Arthur walks in. <<if $route.arthur>><<AddFem 1>>When his eyes meet yours you can't help but blush a little. @@.arthur;"Hey everyone, sorry I'm late."@@ He smiles at you. @@.arthur;"Hi, $name."@@ @@.yellow;"Hi, Arthur."@@ You do your best to sound casual. Just one coworker greeting another. Nothing weird about that. Judging by the knowing look on Destiny's face you aren't as convincing as you'd hoped.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>He nods at Destiny and then gives you a curt nod as well. @@.arthur;"Hey everyone. Sorry I'm late."@@ He sits down in a free chair.<</if>> [[Alice lets out another impatient huff.|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 8"]] @@.alice;"See, we're all set. Where do you want us?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 8">>@@.blue;"We're not doing the photos just yet,"@@ the photographer explains. @@.blue;"My assistants are going to check everyone in the lighting in case any of you need makeup done. Which one of you is Destiny?"@@ The pretty hostess raises her hand. @@.blue;"Great. You'll be front and center. You're the beauty, girl! Don't forget to show us all how beautiful you are. Pair up with Jessica here, she'll take care of you."@@ He swings toward Arthur. @@.blue;"Hmmm. We'll need to roll those sleeves up. Flex your forearms for me? Great, do that during the shot. Toni, take this strapping fellow off. Accentuate those cheekbones, and that jaw too. I want him oozing masculinity."@@ He frowns at Alice next. @@.blue;"Let's change your shirt, it's not good in this light. Annastasia, find something for the boss here. Check our trunks. I want her to look formal and professional."@@ Finally his gaze settles on you. @@.blue;"And you're $name? Great, you'll do well. Courtney, take her. Do something with her complexion. Doe eyed. Bring out the innocence. Do you remember what we talked about? If Destiny is the beauty then this is the princess."@@ A chubby girl with dirty blonde hair comes over to you. @@.pink;"Hiya! Come this way with me?"@@ @@.yellow;"I'm sorry, did he say princess?"@@ You follow the assistant down the restaurant floor. @@.pink;"Hmm? Oh, yeah. To speed things up in preproduction we assign titles to the models based on the shoot preferences. Don't worry about it, it doesn't mean anything."@@ She stops near the kitchen and begins rummaging through several small canisters. @@.yellow;"Wait, what shoot preferences? Why am I the princess?"@@ That definitely sounds like [[it means something.|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 9">><<AddFem 1>>@@.pink;"It's nothing, really."@@ Courtney lets out an exasperated sigh. @@.pink;"Sit, please. I need to do some contouring or your face will be a blob under our lights."@@ You frown but do as she says. @@.yellow;"What are everyone else's titles?"@@ Courtney doesn't answer right away and you wonder if she's ignoring you. @@.yellow;"Tell me what – "@@ @@.pink;"I don't know why you're so upset about this,"@@ the <<if $femgate gte 93>>other <</if>>girl snaps. @@.pink;"I would love being called the princess of a shoot."@@ @@.yellow;"You won't tell me what the others are called,"@@ you mutter back, @@.yellow;"so naturally I'm assuming the worst."@@ @@.pink;"Okay, fine. Your boss is just "the boss," that's it. Authoritative but welcoming."@@ You snort at that. Good luck making Alice come off as welcoming. @@.pink;"The guy is "the hunk" because he needs to look like a token white male."@@ Weird. @@.pink;"That other girl is "the exotic beauty" so there's a token minority."@@ Ummm. @@.pink;"And you're the token little white girl. The princess."@@ @@.yellow;"Who asked for all of that?"@@ This is beyond weird. It's some like shady marketing company picked the four of you to most appeal to consumers. Which, sure maybe that happened, but it's kind of alarming. You and the others are reduced to your looks. It's kind of offensive. @@.pink;"I don't know, honey. Stop complaining or the lines won't be even."@@ [[You sit there, stewing.|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 10">><<AddFem 1>>Maybe Courtney can sense that you're not happy, or maybe there's some unknown part of her job where she has to be friendly. Either way, you can tell her next words come from a deliberate effort to steer things in a more positive direction. @@.pink;"You have such long, pretty lashes,"@@ Courtney murmurs as she dabs at your face with some sort of tiny sponge. @@.pink;"Every woman in my family would kill to have lashes like yours. Some girls just have all the luck."@@ @@.yellow;"Thanks."@@ <<if $femgate gte 50>>Whether it's forced or not, you do appreciate her complimenting you. You do have nice lashes. It was nice of her to point it out.<<else>><<AddFem 1>>Great. Yet another instance where you're reminded about how feminine you look. Fantastic. Thanks so much, Courtney.<</if>> Since the blonde girl is making an effort to have a conversation with you there's a feeling like you should reciprocate. Even if you're really not happy about this billboard thing. Not that you know much about photography. Or makeup. Or how they go together. Maybe that could be what we talk about. @@.yellow;"So what are you doing now?"@@ [[you ask Courtney.|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 11"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 11">>@@.pink;"Great question! Even though none of you look the same, we still want to emphasize the qualities that make you stand out from each other. So the final picture looks really varied, right? Then it will appeal to a broader group of people."@@ Her hands stop dabbing when she speaks, but as soon as she finishes talking they're moving again. @@.yellow;"So you're making me look more…"@@ <<if $femgate gte 50>>There's no way. Right?<<else>>Oh no. Come on. Really? Really now?<</if>> @@.pink;"You got it! You're our princess, so we need to make you look especially feminine and dainty."@@ <<if $femgate gte 70>>Wow.<<elseif $femgate gte 35>>Unbelievable.<<else>>For fuck's sakes.<</if>> This is like the fashion show all over again. Everybody else gets to be something normal and you're stuck living as a fairy tail princess. You half expect that Courtney will doll you up like Olga and make you sing "Grip It Hard" to everyone, though you muse that's unlikely. That shit can't happen twice in one summer, can it? You don't want to be a blonde princess again. Though at this point the hair color is hardly the important part. Courtney's words repeat in your head. Dainty and feminine. <<if $femgate gte 70>><<AddFem 1>>That's about what you'd expect for a princess look. At least there's no tiara or poofy skirt. You're no expert on makeup, but maybe it will even be sort of fun to see how different your face will look when Courtney is done.<<elseif $femgate gte 35>>It's not ideal, but you don't know what else you could have expected. It's not like there are any other connotations with the word princess. Maybe elegant or beautiful, but that's not really too different in the end.<<else>>This isn't good. At all. This is the opposite of good. It's bad. As if it's not hellish enough for your face to be plastered on a giant fucking billboard looking like a chick. Now they're going to make you look super feminine in the process. Fuck. Maybe you could have pretended your outfit was androgynous or something, but no way if you're stuck looking like a painted princess girl.<</if>> Too bad there's no way you can stop this. [[Or can you?|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 12"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 12">>Maybe you could say something to Courtney about it. You don't think she's really done much in the way of makeup yet. Perhaps you can head her off and ask her to do something different than she's actually planning. <<if $temp.switch1>>Your conversation with Alice comes to mind. You really, really want your boss to like you. If Alice overhears you say something about doing less then she may decide you're complaining or trying to get out of the photo shoot. Hell, if she even finds out from one of the photographers that you tweaked things then she may carry through on her threat to fire you. As much as you hate to admit it, you can't do anything. You can't afford the risk of losing your job, not after how far you've come and everything you've done to get to this point. That would be the absolute worst case scenario. Which means you'll just have to accept Courtney's plans. You can't ask her to tone it down, after all. And it's not like you'd ask her to tone it up or anything. Hah, just imagine that. "Please Courtney, make me look even girlier. Go so far that nobody will recognize me!" Hah. [[…Wait a second.|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 13"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>It's bad enough that your picture is being taken and shown off to the whole local area, but maybe you can curb some of the damage. If Courtney holds back or tones down the makeup and someone back home somehow sees you can blame any femaleness on the lighting or whatever. Maybe you'll look a little androgynous. As long as you aren't clearly coming off as a woman it should be fine, right? <<if $breastsize gte 29>>Okay, the giant jugs on your chest might have a say in how your gender is perceived, but you can blame that on lighting or shadows or whatever. Like in those funny pictures where a finger in the wrong spot looks like a penis. It'll be fine. This could work!<<else>>Really, your whole body type could go either way. Well, that's obvious. Wearing guy clothes and people see a guy, wearing girl clothes and people see a girl. Depending on how much of you is in the final picture people might look at it and see what they want to see. So if the makeup is minimal you can always say that anyone who sees you as a girl was looking to see that. This could work!<</if>> But you also don't want to be found out. That's the other problem. The big one. Just like you don't want people to recognize you, you don't want someone to see this picture and think, "Hmm, that $name kinda of looks like a dude." No matter what you can't be exposed. So maybe you shouldn't ask for less makeup? Ahhhh, [[why is everything so difficult?|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 13"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 13 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 13">><<if $temp.switch1>>What if that's exactly what you did? It kind of goes against your whole mission to return to maleness, but you could ask Courtney to be extra with the makeup. You've seen pictures where makeup has made people look like someone else entirely. Maybe that could happen here and nobody would recognize that the you on the billboard is also Danny Jones. You're not happy about it, but it feels like the smart decision. Even if it means you're going out of your way to be girly. At this point in the summer how can it be any worse than what I've already done? But you could just say nothing. You might be overreacting here, and there's something just so <<if $femgate gte 50>>weird<<else>>wrong<</if>> about solving a problem by trying to look girlier. So what will you do? <<else>>What will you do? You're running out of time and need to decide fast!<</if>> <<if $temp.switch1>>[[Say nothing.|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 14"; $temp.number1 to 2]] [[Go even further.|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 14"; $temp.number1 to 3]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>[[Ask for it to be toned down.|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 14"; $temp.number1 to 1]] [[Say nothing.|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 14"; $temp.number1 to 2]]<</if>> <<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 14 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 14">><<if $temp.number1 eq 1>><<AddFem 1>>@@.yellow;"Do you mind not going too over the top?"@@ @@.pink;"Don't worry,"@@ Courtney's voice is still pleasant but you detect a note of defensiveness in her tone. @@.pink;"I know what I'm doing, you're not going to look like a cartoon character."@@ <<if $femgate gte 60>>Okay, someone's touchy. You try again. @@.yellow;"Can you keep it minimal? I don't really like a lot of makeup."@@ @@.pink;"Fortunately today isn't about what you like."@@ Courtney's voice oozes sweetness. What a bitch. She reminds you of every nasty girl in high school who would be fake nice to you to try and see your homework and then talk shit about you behind your back. Not that your grades were so amazing to begin with. Why do so many people think that the bigger a loser one is the better their grades must be? There's an icy tension between the two of you after that. You sit there in silence while Courtney does whatever she needs to do. It must be your imagination that her movements are a little more forceful than before, a little tougher than necessary. Right? @@.pink;"All set,"@@ the blonde says with over the top cheerfulness. @@.pink;"Ready to see yourself?"@@ Without waiting to hear your answer [[Courtney brings a mirror up to your face.|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 15"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 1>>Hmm. Clearly Courtney doesn't like being told how to do her job. You can relate to that. Maybe you should try another approach here. @@.yellow;"Of course, I can definitely tell you know what you're doing. My skin is really sensitive and if I put on too much makeup I end up breaking out really badly. I've got a date later so I really don't want to, like, look like a freak. Ya know?"@@ Tone it back, Danny. You sound like a bimbo. Bimbo or not, Courtney reacts favorably. @@.courtney;"Oh, that makes total sense. Hmmm, most of this stuff should be fine with sensitive skin, but we definitely don't want to risk it. Tell you what, other than some light contouring and extra work around your eyes we'll leave the rest alone."@@ @@.yellow;"Thank you so much,"@@ you gush. Inwardly you try not to throw up. Do real girls have to fake these sort of interactions, or are you just that unlucky? After another few minutes Courtney announces that she's done.@@.pink;"All set! Ready to see yourself?"@@ [[Courtney brings a mirror up to your face.|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 15"]]<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>><<AddFem 2>>Sometimes it makes the most sense to keep your damn mouth shut. Sometimes it doesn't make any sense to do that but it still feels like the safest course of action. And sometimes you keep your mouth shut because opening it risks making everything worse. Now feels like all of those times mixed together and wrapped in a giant <<if $femgate gte 50>>freaking<<else>>fucking<</if>> princess bow. @@.pink;"It'll only be another few minutes,"@@ Courtney cheerfully tells you. Great. Your life will be over in another few minutes. Excellent. I wonder if the others have to deal with this. You can't imagine anybody trying to touch Alice's face. She'd probably bite them. Or tear into them so hard that they end up committing seppuku. Probably both. @@.pink;"Almost done."@@ Great. We should just do a countdown to end of my life. Three, two, one… You idly daydream about a rocketship taking you to another planet. A planet full of amazingly hot <<if $route.arthur or $route.jake>>people<<elseif $femgate gte 90>>people<<else>>women<</if>> who all want to <<if $flag.tf>>go down on you<<else>>give you head<</if>> because you're so sexy and desirable. That'd be the life. @@.pink;"All set! Ready to see yourself?"@@ [[Courtney brings a mirror up to your face.|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 15"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 3>><<AddFem 2>>You can't risk anyone recognizing Danny Jones as the girl on the billboard. @@.yellow;"Courtney, what if you took it further?"@@ @@.courtney;"What do you mean,"@@ the blonde girl says distractedly. @@.yellow;"Well, you're putting makeup on me to make me stand out. The princess look, right? So what if you make me try to look even more like a princess? I'll stand out even more."@@ The assistant stops what she's doing and frowns as she thinks aloud. @@.courtney;"So not just dainty and feminine. Hmmm. We could do sparkles around your eyes, pink glitter on your lips. This will be fine! That other girl can be the elegant beauty, you can look more like a young girl's idea of a princess. This is great!"@@ <<if $femgate gte 50>>Really, at this point, it's the same shit just a different day.<<else>>Kill me.<</if>> @@.yellow;"I love it,"@@ you lie. Courtney attacks your face with a renewed enthusiasm. Minutes pass as you try to convince yourself that this was the right choice to make. Finally, she announces that she's done. @@.pink;"Ready to see yourself?"@@ [[Courtney brings a mirror up to your face.|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 15"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 15 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 15">><<if $temp.number1 eq 1>><<ApplyMakeup "custom_princessmodel_light">>Your eyes look a little more defined than usual. On closer inspection you realize that there are some new subtle dark lines around them. Not too much, but it's just enough for there to be a slight difference in your appearance without anyone realizing that it's due to makeup. Same thing with your lashes; there's a trace amount of dark stuff that makes them seem slightly fuller and longer, but not much. Your skin has had a similar amount of new product put on it. Mostly on your problem areas, the spots where you had light acne or whatever. Enough that everything bad should be masked in the pictures. To cap it off your lips have been adorned with a modest shade of peach. They're slightly sticky, so every time you open your mouth your lips catch on each other and take an extra nanosecond to pull apart. Even though it's something so miniscule you can't help but feel it every time it happens. The unexpected tactile sensation makes talking or even breathing a little less effortless.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>><<ApplyMakeup "custom_princessmodel_normal">>It seems impossible, but your eyes look bigger. The main photographer guy requested you look "doe like" but you hadn't expected that to be an actual, achievable goal. Peering closer you notice that your eyes are lined by bold, black marks. Weirdly you think that your cheeks are somehow involved in your eyes standing out. Your cheekbones have been emphasized, too. At least that's why they're red now, right? The space between your cheeks and eyes sort of fades away, drawing even more attention to those two parts of you. Speaking of your eyes, your lashes look thick and long. But the more you look the more you wonder just how much crap was piled onto them. Some of your lashes are stuck together in clumps. Sure, it looks nice, but at what cost? This much junk can't be good for your skin or hair or whatever. Your lips are plumper. A delicate – and sticky – peach gunk has been smeared on them while a slightly darker shade of the same color outlines your mouth. A lot of the blemishes on your face have also been hidden away. Now that part you kind of like. Your eWardrobe sucks at acne detection. Too bad it can't take some makeup lessons from Courtney.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 3>><<ApplyMakeup "custom_princessmodel_heavy">>Dark, thick lines around your eyes make them look cartoonishly big. You almost look an anime character, that's how large your eyes are. Your lashes are way too long. Way, way too long. Are they even real? You frown at them. I don't think they are. There's a copious amount of product on your skin, too. Every blemish has been hidden from sight, sure. But there's so much shit on your face that you wouldn't be surprised if bits flaked off every time you move. You look more like a doll than a person. On your cheekbones is a liberal amount of blush with an only slightly less liberal dose of pink glitter. Speaking of, your lips have been slathered with a pink lipgloss. And more glitter. It looks like a unicorn pooped on your mouth.<</if>> @@.pink;"You look good,"@@ Courtney smugly declares. @@.blue;"Courtney,"@@ the main photographer's voice carries down the restaurant floor. @@.blue;"Are you ready? @@<<if $temp.number1 eq 1>>@@.blue;The others are about to finish up."@@<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>>@@.blue;The others have just finished up."@@<<elseif $temp.number1 eq 3>>@@.blue;We're all waiting on you two!"@@<</if>> @@.pink;"We just finished,"@@ your torturer calls back. @@.pink;"Okay, hon. It's show time."@@ Great. [[Show time.|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 16"]] Time to show everyone how dead you're about to be.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 16 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 16">>As irksome as this process has been, that feeling is nothing compared to the one you get when you see the others. They look the same! Destiny is her usual gorgeous self. Arthur's cheeks are slightly redder than usual, but other than that he's the same. Alice is now wearing a <<if $femgate gte 70>>cornflower <</if>>blue shirt instead of her blinding white one, but her face doesn't look like anyone touched it. <<if $femgate gte 50>>Freaking heck<<else>>Fucking hell<</if>>, how come you're the only who needed work done? I guess I am the only one pretending to be a different gender. Maybe it's actually a good thing, then? Like, you're so much a boy that you needed extra work to look like a pretty girl. Yeah! It's because you're too masculine. Hah! <<if $temp.number1 eq 1>>@@.blue;"First up is the big boss. Alice, if you'd please."@@ Interesting, you thought it would be a group shot. You watch as Alice poses in front of the green curtain. It takes several minutes before she's done, and even then you get the sense that the photographers are rushing. Though it is a little cathartic seeing Alice bossed around by someone else. Even better was hearing them say that she needs to smile better because her current one wasn't believable. [[It isn't that easy to keep your amusement to yourself.|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 17"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 2>>Arthur is just walking off when you step up in front of the green curtain.<<if $route.arthur>><<AddFem 1>> He gives you a wink as you pass each other. You find yourself grateful for the makeup because at least that means it's hiding how much you're blushing.<</if>> Off to the side Destiny is talking with Alice. Destiny doesn't look any different than before; did they even put makeup on her? Your boss also looks untouched! The fuck? Well, not totally untouched. She changed her shirt. Instead of a blinding white it's <<if $femgate gte 70>>cornflower <</if>>blue. The owl nods approvingly at you. @@.blue;"Our perfect princess is here! You look great, hon."@@ @@.yellow;"Thanks,"@@ you mumble.<<if $femgate gte 70>> You still never know how to handle being complimented by strangers.<</if>> The photographer snaps picture after picture of you. You didn't exactly time the whole thing but you feel like you were up there for a while. Seven or eight minutes? You're not used to a picture taking so long. In your experience it's a one and done thing. [[Finally he's snapped the last picture.|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 20"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 3>><<AddFem 1>>The photographer is impatiently tapping his foot when you get to the green curtain. @@.blue;"About time – oh for heaven's sakes. Courtney! What is this? I thought I was clear on what I wanted you to do."@@ The blonde assistant quickly explains herself. @@.pink;"I know, but you know how it is with some people. Enough isn't good enough, they know better. She was being a diva about it."@@ Wait, what the <<if $femgate gte 50>>hell<<else>>fuck<</if>> is she talking about? That's not what happened at all! And her voice is so freaking loud that your coworkers all heard her. <<if $temp.switch1>>Alice is actually frowning at you. Fuck, you asked for more makeup so your boss wouldn't be mad! How did this backfire?<<else>>Arthur and Destiny at least have the grace to look away and pretend like they weren't staring at you, but Alice eyes you down so hard that you feel yourself shrinking on the spot.<</if>> @@.blue;"That's how some girls are,"@@ the owl sighs to Courtney. They're talking about you like you aren't even here. @@.yellow;"That's not what happened."@@ Instead of assertive your voice comes out petulant. @@.blue;"Uh huh. Just come over here, I can remove some of the makeup in editing. Let's go!"@@ [[He snaps his fingers at you like you're a dog.|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 17"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 17 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 17">><<if $temp.number1 eq 1>>After Alice it's Destiny's turn. The photographer practically gushes the entire time. @@.blue;"Perfect. You're a natural at this! Have you considered modeling professionally? I heard you were gorgeous but I had no idea you were so photogenic. Beautiful, just beautiful!"@@ You catch sight of Alice glowering during this exchange. You kind of empathize with her. It's not always easy when Destiny is around; she gets a lot of attention because of her looks. But you also know it isn't Destiny's fault that this happens. It's not like she asked to be born with jaw-dropping beauty. If life worked that way you'd have asked for <<if $femgate gte 85>>a better complexion and a nicer figure<<elseif $femgate gte 60>>clearer skin and actual abs<<elseif $femgate gte 30>>a ripped body and some extra height<<else>>bulging muscles and a horse-sized penis<</if>>. You end up browsing Peddit to kill time while they finish with Destiny. Seriously, the photographer is being so <<if $femgate gte 75>>extra<<else>>effusive<</if>> in praising Destiny that you half expect him to ask her to do some nude modeling in private or something. [[You nearly jump when Courtney speaks to you.|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 18"]] @@.pink;"The guy is next and then it'll be your turn."@@ <<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.number1 eq 3>>You stand in front of the green screen while the owl takes picture after picture. You keep thinking he's almost done but then he'll surprise you by insisting you strike another pose. That, of course, leads to more pictures. By the time he's done it feels like it's been close to fifteen minutes. You don't think he took that long with anyone else. [[At last he's taken the final picture.|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 20"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 18 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 18">>@@.yellow;"Oh, okay. How come we're all going one at a time, anyway? I thought this was a group shot."@@ @@.pink;"It's easier to take individual shots and then edit the group in later. That way we can figure out placement and positioning and pick the best photo of each person instead of trying to coordinate all four of you to smile and not blink and all that stuff."@@ @@.yellow;"That makes sense."@@ @@.blue;"Okay, handsome, you're up next."@@ Hmm, you'd thought the owl was hitting on Destiny but maybe you were wrong. I guess this dude bowls for the other team. You never understood that phrase, really. Are gay guys known for bowling? Maybe it has something to do with the balls. Or the pins? You don't know, you're not gay. A voice in your head decides now is the ideal time to remind you of your birth gender and every single intimate thing you've done with men up until this point. Thus it comes as a pleasant relief when the owl calls out for you<<if $femgate lt 65>>, even if you dislike how he does it<</if>>. @@.blue;"Last up is our princess!"@@ He slowly blinks at you when you <<if $femgate gte 70>>strut<<else>>walk<</if>> up. @@.blue;"Hmm. I was expecting more. You look blander than I prefer."@@ Rude. [[You hope someday someone looks at his face and calls it bland. See how he feels.|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 19"]] Dickhead.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 19 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 19">>@@.blue;"Well, my contract is by the job, not the hour. I can always touch you up in editing."@@ He motions for you to step in front of the green curtain. It takes less than five minutes before he's done. Mostly you smile as directed and put a hand on your hip, then switch and use the other hand on the other hip. This shit is easy. I should have been a model.<<if $flag.tf>> Well, Lisa pretty much already has you acting like one of those social media influencers; selfies and all that shit. That's sort of like modeling.<</if>><<if $route.cosplay>> Now that you think about, live-streaming is kind of like modeling. Because people are looking at you so much.<</if>> @@.blue;"Helllllo, you still with me hon? I need you to focus, not zone out like you're looking at a pretty butt."@@ This dude is the worst. [[Finally he's snapped the last picture.|W8T][$control.location to "Work res 20"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 20 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 20">>Alice talks with the owl while his crew packs up all of the equipment that they'd painstakingly erected.<<if $temp.switch1 and $temp.number1 eq 3>> You do your best to avoid meeting Alice's eyes. Maybe if you keep your head down she won't yell at you.<</if>> Destiny, Arthur, and you all go start the opening process. Before too long other coworkers begin to filter in and soon the restaurant is running with a full staff. Much to your relief the rest of the day is mostly uneventful. <<if $route.arthur and $temp.number1 eq 2>><<AddFem 1>>Every so often you catch Arthur looking at you. Curious. Then again, you two are sort of dating. So maybe it's not that odd. Usually he's good about staying professional at work, though.<<elseif $route.arthur and $temp.number1 eq 3>><<AddFem 1>>You do catch Arthur giving you frequent looks. Is it the makeup? Maybe he likes really girly girls. Good to know. <</if>>Finally your shift ends. The work day is done! <<if $flag.campaign>>This afternoon you're supposed to go hang out with Destiny. She invited you over to her place as a thank you for helping with mayoral campaign. [[Meet Destiny at her apartment.|W8T][$control.location to "Destiny"]]<<else>>[[Time to go home.|W8T][$control.location to "Home"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny">>You leave the restaurant ahead of Destiny but she still beats you to her apartment. You recognize her car in front of the building; it easily stands out in a parking lot that's otherwise empty. The rent for this place must be nuts. Or maybe Destiny's place is like your cottage. Perhaps she had a crazy aunt who left it for her. I bet the eWardrobe worked, though. Not to mention how much bigger Destiny's apartment is. The freight elevator is just as you remember. You'd never seen one of these in a residence in real life until you met Destiny. Sure, plenty of television shows has the main cast in a gorgeous place like this with similar elevators, but you always assumed that was artistic license. Destiny should be a superhero. This place is totally like a superhero's secret lair or even just their isolated home. She could monitor crime from a room full of computers, whisking out to save people with her… charmingness? You aren't sure what her power would be. And this is why superheroes are lame. The powers are either way too obvious or make zero fucking sense. Pirates, that's the cool thing. She'd make a badass pirate, too. You'd pay to see her in a swashbuckler ensemble. For some reason you just know it would look amazing. [[The elevator comes to a stop.|W8T][$control.location to "Destiny 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny 2">>Destiny has already changed out of her work outfit when you see her next. In its place she's wearing a simple pair of black, high-waisted yoga pants and a small brown top. The hem of the top dances right around where the waist of the pants ends so that you're constantly being teased with brief glimpses of smooth stomach. Man is she pretty. You hope that the billboard photo features her while you're more in the background. In a way her beauty is almost reassuring; people are likely to be too entranced by Destiny's looks to even notice you. @@.destiny;"Thanks for coming over,"@@ your friend greets you with a smile. She moves aside so you can come in. @@.yellow;"Thanks for inviting me."@@ @@.destiny;"No, no,"@@ Destiny holds up a hand to forestall you from saying more. @@.destiny;"I should be thanking you. You were such a sweetheart to help me with the campaign. "@@ @@.yellow;"Even though it might all be for nothing,"@@ you joke. Destiny furrows her brow in confusion so you explain. @@.yellow;"Because of the scandal and everything? It looks like Mr. Baker will for sure win."@@ Destiny's face falls and you instantly feel terribly. She worked so hard to help the campaign and you just told her it was pointless. That must be like a slap in the face to someone who put in as much effort as she did. @@.yellow;"I'm sorry,"@@ [[you quickly try to explain what you meant.|W8T][$control.location to "Destiny 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny 3">>@@.destiny;"No, it's okay. You're right. I should be happy about the results. That's all anyone will remember in the end, anyway."@@ She gestures toward her couch. @@.destiny;"Want to sit?"@@ You're relieved that she understands where you were coming from. @@.yellow;"Definitely. After being on my feet all day there's nothing I want to do but sit for forever."@@ @@.destiny;"I hear that. I don't run around half as much as you do and I'm still always tired by the end of the day. It must be so much harder for you wait staff. But same thing, I get home and I work out and then all I want to do is sit."@@ She smiles abruptly. @@.destiny;"Sit and drink a glass of wine,"@@ she admits. You two share a laugh before she makes her offer. @@.destiny;"Want a glass? I've got this refreshing, crisp white that tastes like chilled apples and pears. Nothing is better on a summer afternoon."@@ Hmmm, wine? <<if $femgate gte 85>> [[Don't mind if I do.|W8T][$control.location to "Glass one"]]<<else>>One glass sounds appealing, but you still have to ride your bike home later.<<if $route.jake>> Plus, you have a date with Jake tonight. He always likes to drink during those, so maybe you should refuse wine now. You don't want to end up sick from mixing alcohols, or just end up too plastered all together because you were drinking early on.<</if>> [[One glass won't hurt.|W8T][$control.location to "Glass one"]] [[I'm okay, thanks anyway.|W8T][$control.location to "Destiny 4"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny 4">>@@.yellow;"I'm okay for now, thanks anyway. I still have to ride home later. You would not want to see me drink and pedal, believe me. I weave back and forth more than a spider."@@ @@.destiny;"I don't get it. Is that a joke? Why a spider?"@@ @@.yellow;"Um. 'Cause they weave and stuff. Ya know, their nests."@@ @@.destiny;"Their webs?"@@ @@.yellow;"Yes! That's it."@@ Destiny snorts. After that the two of you unwind for a while, chatting idly about your coworkers. [[That naturally brings the conversation back to the day's earlier events and the photoshoot.|W8T][$control.location to "Destiny 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny 5">>@@.destiny;"I'm sorry you felt forced into doing it. We all got emailed about it last week. Mine said to opt out if I didn't want to participate, but if I hadn't said anything by the day before than they were booking me."@@ You frown and pull out your phone. A quick scroll through your email confirms it. @@.yellow;"I didn't get anything."@@ You hold out the device to prove it. @@.destiny;"It's that awful secretary of Harry's,"@@ Destiny sighs. Her eyes narrow with dislike. @@.destiny;"If she isn't messing up on purpose to be petty then she's messing up because she's friends with Harry's cousin and she knows she won't be fired."@@ You haven't seen Destiny speak with such a negative tone about someone since Dante<<if $route.dante>>.<<else>>, the moody hipster who was accused of stealing a girl's gym clothes and was fired from Harry's other business.<</if>> @@.yellow;"That's the worst. People who deliberately slack off at work deserve a special place in hell. Right next to the ones who cut in line and anyone who brings a baby to the movies."@@ Destiny laughs, the bubbling giggles growing with every word you say. By the end she's wheezing and tears have sprung to her eyes. I guess I am pretty funny. [[It's always nice to be around someone who appreciates your sharp wit.|W8T][$control.location to "Destiny 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny 6">>At this point Destiny's phone goes off. Her demeanor does a full one-eighty when she looks at the screen. Her face falls and her expression goes dark. She silences her device and sets it screen-side down with a growl. @@.yellow;"The ex? Or, err, the current guy?"@@ You aren't sure if Destiny is officially back together with this guy or not. It's not like she's that open about this stuff. @@.destiny;"Yeah,"@@ she sighs. @@.yellow;"I don't mean to pry, but, um, is everything okay?"@@ @@.destiny;"It's fine."@@ You half expect her to stop at that, but she surprised you by continuing. @@.destiny;"He did something really, really stupid and I'm mad about it."@@ @@.yellow;"Sounds like a typical dude,"@@ you joke. [[You're allowed to say this because you're an actual dude.|W8T][$control.location to "Destiny 7"]] Otherwise it would be sexist. That's how it works. It's like the n-word that way. You're pretty sure, at least. Right?<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny 7">>@@.destiny;"No kidding. Even when you think you've found someone who's great and has their shit together, in the end they're still just like every other guy around."@@ Her voice drips venom like a, like a… um. A snake? Or do they only bite venom? Speaking of, nothing actually fucking drips venom. You've never seen poison just leak out of something. What a stupid saying. As for replying to Destiny, you hesitate on what to say. You don't want to pry too much. You always figured that if Destiny wanted to tell you these things of her own volition than she would. But she did kinda volunteer some information on her own, so maybe she wants to talk about it? She wouldn't say that stuff if she didn't want to keep the conversation going, right? @@.yellow;"Do you want to talk about it?"@@ Almost instantly Destiny shakes her head. She smiles as she does it, though. @@.destiny;"No, it's all right. I'd rather we have fun right now than talk about stuff that's going to make me sad."@@ @@.yellow;"Okay,"@@ you say easily. @@.yellow;"If you change your mind then the offer still stands. If you've got stuff in your life that makes you sad then it's good to have someone you can talk to about it."@@ Not that you'd know much about that. But [[you always thought high school would have been ten times easier if you'd had a single friend to confide in and commiserate with.|W8T][$control.location to "Destiny 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny 8">>You don't really consider the next words as you say them. Your mind is just sort of continuing your train of thought without considering how any of it sounds. You muse aloud, @@.yellow;"And if you're in a relationship with someone where just talking about it makes you sad then that says a lot. You deserve to be happy. You deserve to feel happy. Your significant other shouldn't detract from your happiness."@@ You focus more on Destiny. @@.yellow;"You're a great person. I hope you know that. I've met a lot of people in this town, ya know? And you're easily the best of them. You inspire me, actually. Like, if someone who's beautiful like you can also be so kind and just such a good person then it gives me hope. You're like the best of all of us."@@ Destiny's face is almost entirely neutral. Almost. You think you see a slight trembling of her lip. Did I say something to hurt her feelings? When she speaks back there's the smallest of hitches in her voice. @@.destiny;"Thanks, $name. I'll keep you in mind if I feel like talking. I appreciate your opinion on what I should look for in a partner. But, for your sake, I hope you meet many people who are better than me."@@ You start to protest but she interrupts you. @@.destiny;"Let's talk about something else. Do you want to tell me about a special guy in your life, or should that topic be off limits for both of us?"@@ @@.yellow;" Touché,"@@ you concede. @@.yellow;"How about Alice then? I don't get her, Destiny. She's either cold all the time, or she's hot and cold. Whenever I think she's maybe okay with me she tears into me. Most of the time I try really hard to make her happy but she still acts like I've come up short."@@ [[She's like your parents; intimidating and impossible to please.|W8T][$control.location to "Destiny 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Destiny 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Destiny 9">><<AddFem 1>>Destiny nods sympathetically. @@.destiny;"Alice is… tricky. I'm not going to defend her, but I think from her point of view she does what she does to be the best manager possible."@@ Destiny quickly continues before you can deliver an indignant reply. @@.destiny;"I know, I know. I'm just saying, this is how she sees it. You just said that you try really hard all the time to make her happy, right? So if her goal is to motivate her employees to do their best then it could be argued that she's succeeding. The ends justify the means. It's probably not how'd I lead, but there's a reason she's the boss and I'm not."@@ @@.yellow;"I'd work hard even if she was nice! I'd probably like work a lot better. Right now I have to walk on eggshells around her."@@ @@.destiny;"I know. That's always the biggest complaint about her. But she gets results. Every year Harry talks about it with her, but in the end the restaurant is really profitable under her management. So she gets away with it."@@ @@.yellow;"It's not fair,"@@ you gripe. From there the conversation shifts back toward more pleasant things. After another hour of chatting you say bye to Destiny. You want to get home before it's too late<<if $route.jake>>, especially since you have a date with Jake tonight.<</if>>. You give her a quick thank you before leaving. Hopefully the two of you can hang out more often! [[Head home.|W8T][$control.location to "Home 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Glass one ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Glass one">><<AddBreath_Medium "wine">>@@.yellow;"Sure. Thanks!"@@ You haven't had a lot of exposure to alcohol so you aren't sure you'd know a "crisp white" from a "brittle black" or whatever the other option is, but if Destiny likes it then it's probably good. When in doubt say nothing and act like you know what's going on. Destiny isn't long. She comes back with two glasses, each half full of a dull yellow liquid. Why is it called a "white" if it's yellow? People are so weird about alcohol. You bet the black wine isn't even black at all! It's probably an ugly brown or a greenish-grey or something. Yellow or not, the wine tastes good. You note the pear flavor, for sure. But not the apple. Ah, well, at least you like pears. Though you didn't think pears could get people drunk. You thought wine was made from grapes. Glad I didn't say anything about grapes, Destiny would think I'm an idiot. It's weird how all fruit can make alcohol. You wonder which one beer is made from. Probably squash. Or sweet potato? You have no idea. @@.destiny;"This has been my favorite lately. It's cheap enough that it doesn't break the bank, but not so cheap that I feel embarrassed having it on my shelf."@@ @@.yellow;"Ah."@@ You've never had that problem, again because you don't typically have wine lying around. Maybe it's like having a skin in Call of Deity or something. Some are really cheap and some are expensive. It can be embarrassing to go into a match with one of the bargain ones only to have someone else there who clearly spent double digits on their "Lunar Commando Odin" look. @@.yellow;"Well, thanks for sharing it with me. Next time I'll bring something over. If there is a next time, I mean. I hope there is. I like hanging out with you."@@ For <<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $femgate gte 70>>crying out loud, $name, do you have to sound so dumb? You're stammering worse than a girl buying her first bra. Not that you know what that's like, per se, but you assume it must be really freaking awkward.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>fuck's sakes, Danny, can your foot get any further into your mouth? Seriously, you sound like a middle school boy trying to ask a girl out.<</if>> As always, Destiny takes your absurd word vomit with grace. @@.destiny;"Cheers to that."@@ [[She clinks her glass against yours.|W8T][$control.location to "Glass one 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Glass one 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Glass one 2">>From there the conversation drifts toward work and the photo shoot. You both commiserate over the discomfort of it all. @@.destiny;"I'm not used to having my picture taken,"@@ Destiny admits. @@.destiny;"It's part of why I hate social media. It's like everyone has to take a billion selfies."@@ @@.yellow;"I know what you mean,"@@ you groan back. @@.yellow;"Not everyone needs to see what leggings I decided to wear for the day or how my hair is pulled to the side instead of pulled back. It's like people who order food and then post pictures of the meal online. Why can't I just get dressed without having to document it?"@@ <<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 1>>Destiny gives you a quizzical glance. @@.destiny;"Really? I thought the opposite about you. I saw one of your profiles the other day, you post a lot of selfies of you trying on clothes. I thought you were one of those girls who liked it."@@ Embarrassment floods you. Freaking Lisa Baker strikes again. But it's not like you can tell Destiny that someone else is in control of your online presence. @@.yellow;"Oh. Um. Yeah. I mean, sometimes. Anyway,"@@ you cough and try to change the subject, @@.yellow;"this wine is really good."@@<<else>>Deestiny nods rapidly. @@.destiny;"I know, right? It's like, what happened to being a traditional woman? Our gender acts like you're not pretty unless hundreds of people say so. I wish I was born in a different era sometimes. Like, I like to do my makeup just for me, not because I want to get likes or something."@@ You shrug. You don't know much about how women were in other eras, other than they suffered until they got rights. That's why women's suffrage was so terrible. @@.yellow;"This wine is really good,"@@ you mumble. Partially because it's true and partially because you want to change the subject before you make some terrible blunder that reveals your real gender.<</if>> Is it just you or is the room warm? It is, but everything feels good so [[you don't mind much.|W8T][$control.location to "Glass one 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Glass one 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Glass one 3">>@@.destiny;"Isn't it? I'm glad you like it too."@@ Destiny slides her glass back and swallows the remaining mouthful of liquid. You mimic the gesture and finish your own. @@.destiny;"You up for a second glass?"@@ Hmmm. <<if $route.jake>>You still need to get ready for your date with Jake tonight, which means getting home and changing. And Jake usually has some sort of alcohol with him for dates, so maybe having a second glass isn't the best idea.<<else>>You still need to pedal home at some point, and the last thing you want to do is get in trouble for riding your bike while tipsy. You're pretty sure that's against the law and it'd be awful to have your real identity found out because the police pulled you over for being an idiot.<</if>> On the other hand it's not often that you and Destiny get to hang out like this. And Destiny is such a nice person and a good influence, if she's suggesting it then it's probably okay. Right? What will you say? [[Yes. Another glass sounds good.|W8T][$control.location to "Glass two"]] [[No. I'm okay for now.|W8T][$control.location to "Glass one 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Glass one 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Glass one 4">>@@.yellow;"I'm okay, I think. I don't want to be too sloppy when I head home. The last thing I need is to be pulled over for drunk pedaling."@@ Destiny laughs. @@.destiny;"Fair enough. The cops here are a bit all over the place. I don't blame you for being cautious."@@ @@.yellow;"Right? Thank you! People talk so much about this gang in town but I never hear anything about the police handling it. It's so different from the cops in the city."@@ Before Destiny can reply her phone goes off. She glares at the screen and then silences the device, twisting it so that it's face down into the couch. @@.yellow;"Everything okay?"@@ @@.destiny;"Yeah. It's nothing. Anyway, I think I'm going to have another glass, actually. Do you mind? I don't want to inadvertently tempt you."@@ @@.yellow;"Nah, it's fine."@@ [[Destiny goes into the kitchen and quickly comes back|W8T][$control.location to "Glass one 5"]], her glass now three-quarters full. @@.destiny;"Do you ever think guys suck, $name?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Glass one 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Glass one 5">>The question surprises you. @@.yellow;"I mean, I guess. All types of people suck."@@ You think about your own experiences. The bullies in the high school, the men in Hope's Point. @@.yellow;"Yeah. Some dudes out there really, really suck."@@ @@.destiny;"Ah, I know! Even when they swear that they're different, that they're mature. In the end they're all the same."@@ She takes a deep swallow from her glass. @@.destiny;"Every guy I've ever dated has lied to me. Every one! I'm starting to think there's something wrong with me. Maybe I deserve it. It's not fair that every man I find attractive also has to be a dishonest piece of shit."@@ Woah. You've never heard Destiny speak like this. Is it the wine? Or the call she didn't answer? Maybe both. @@.yellow;"You definitely don't deserve it. You should be with someone who doesn't lie to you. Someone who cares about you and treats you right."@@ Destiny snorts into her wine. @@.destiny;"I wish. Too bad you're not a guy, $name. Or that we aren't both lesbians. I feel like no man out there is ever going to be the right one, you know? They'll all just lie eventually."@@ You admit that [[you have to bite your tongue|W8T][$control.location to "Glass one 6"]] right then and there to keep from spilling your secret. Maybe it's the wine. But what good would coming clean do? Destiny only said that because she thinks you're a girl who always tells the truth. She wouldn't be excited to learn that you're a guy, she'd be gobsmacked by the dishonesty of pretending to be a different gender. <<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Glass one 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Glass one 6">><<AddFem 2>>@@.destiny;"Let's make a pact,"@@ Destiny pats your knee excitedly. Her cheeks have a faint flush to them and there's a bright sparkle in her eyes. @@.destiny;"If I ever magically turn into a guy we'll get together."@@ @@.yellow;"Um."@@ Well, you've been hit on by plenty of dudes since coming to Hope's Point. A masculine Destiny would probably be as attractive as any of them. Maybe more so. @@.yellow;"Okay. But, um, same if I'm a guy?"@@ @@.destiny;"Sure,"@@ she pats your knee again. There's something dismissive about the gesture. Like she can't really see it. How is it that in a hypothetical situation about a magical gender change I'm still the one who remains a girl? It's almost insulting. The conversation drifts back toward more normal topics after that. Mostly about work and what not. You announce that you should get going right when Destiny is almost finished with glass number two. @@.destiny;"Okay. Get home safely. I need to go make a phone call anyway."@@ She rolls her eyes at her smartphone. @@.yellow;"Get him, girl."@@ After a quick hug [[you leave Destiny's apartment and head home.|W8T][$control.location to "Home 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Glass two ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Glass two">>@@.yellow;"Why not?"@@ You are still a little worried about drinking too much, though. The more alcohol in my body the worse it's going to be. Hmm, maybe you should go pee? That makes sense, actually. It'll get rid of some of the alcohol in your body and then you'll be more sober later. You frown. Wait. If that's true then wouldn't more people pee to avoid drunk driving? What if peeing is the problem? Maybe it makes you more drunk instead of less. Now you have no idea what to do. This is a real dilemna. [[Go to the bathroom.|W8T][$control.location to "Glass two 2"]] [[Sit tight.|W8T][$control.location to "Stupid idea"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Glass two 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Glass two 2">>@@.yellow;"I'm going to go to the bathroom,"@@ you call out to Destiny. @@.destiny;"Okay. It's the first door on the left!"@@ You follow Destiny's directions and head into the bathroom. The walls are brick, like the rest of her apartment. The mirror is lined with a clean, if aged, white trim. A small bouquet of flowers sits near the sink handle. Overall there's an impression of graceful femininity. Like Destiny herself. You quickly pee, taking care to wash your hands after without dripping any water onto the nice flowers. Your eyes go back to the flowers. They are nice. [[Take a whiff.|W8T][$control.location to "Flowers"]] [[Just dry your hands.|W8T][$control.location to "Glass two 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Glass two 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Glass two 3">><<set $flag.politicalspoiler to true>>As you dry your hands you hear Destiny saying something. It's impossible to tell exactly what she's saying, though. Maybe she's offering you some of that black wine? Your hands are still a bit wet, so you <<if $femgate gte 75>>daintily<<else>>gently<</if>> twist the bathroom knob. The door barely opens but Destiny's low voice is no longer muffled and you're able to hear what she's saying. @@.destiny;"I can't believe you. Of course I'm upset with you. You told me that we weren't going to do… yes, that's my point! You said we weren't going to do it in the end, that she deserved better than that. Okay, then who? Come on. Who did you tell? I don't know, but I definitely didn't tell anyone. So that just leaves you."@@ A sigh of frustration. @@.destiny;"Trust you. Trust you? You want to talk about trust? Like I should trust you when you tell me to be patient. No, it is relevant, it's been a year. How long will I have to be patient for? That's all you ever say! I don't care if it's bad timing, tell me how long. What does this have to do with him? You said that last time. Of course I understand that, but what about me?"@@ A twisted growl of frustration and then the next few words are indistinguishable before her voice is clear again.@@.destiny;"–orget it. No, you're lying. You are! Really? Insulting? You want to talk about trust, look at what we're doing! Yes, it means you're a liar. It absolutely does. Don't get pissed, we've talked about this. You know that. How isn't it lying then? Okay, fine, let's get back on topic. Who did you tell? Then explain to me what happened. Well someone found out! You must have. Of course I don't believe it. You know what? Forget it, I'm not doing this right now. I have to go. No – I said forget it. Bye."@@ Throughout the whole phone call you'd just stood by the door, paralyzed. Who is Destiny talking to? Her ex? What's he lying about? Whatever it is she's definitely upset. [[You need to move.|W8T][$control.location to "Glass two 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Glass two 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Glass two 4">>You make a show of opening the door loudly and clearing your throat as you step out. Whomever Destiny was talking with, she clearly didn't mean for you to hear. You doubt it would go well if you admitted that you eavesdropped on her conversation. You meet Destiny in the living room. @@.yellow;"Were you saying something,"@@ you blithely ask, feigning unawareness. @@.yellow;"I thought I heard you talking while I was in the bathroom."@@ Add one more lie to my giant pile. @@.destiny;"I got one of those robo calls,"@@ your friend easily fibs back. @@.destiny;"Did you hear me talking to them?"@@ You swallow down the truth. @@.yellow;"Nope."@@ Destiny seems minutely more at ease upon hearing this. @@.destiny;"Don't you hate those? Robo calls, I mean. I thought I recognized the number so I picked up. Doesn't matter how much you yell at them to stop calling, they just hang up and do it again anyway."@@ You know Destiny didn't mean for you to overhear, but it still hurts a little that she'd lie to you like that. Like I'm one to talk. I'm the biggest liar in this stupid town. Destiny hands you the now refilled glass of wine. For some reason it doesn't taste as good as the first one did. [[You find it difficult to swallow|W8T][$control.location to "Glass two 5"]] and end up setting the glass down on Destiny's coffee table.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Glass two 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Glass two 5">><<AddBreath_Medium "wine">>Destiny seems distracted and doesn't notice the change in your mood. Maybe her mind is still on that conversation. If anything she looks relieved when you announce that you should get going. The two of you exchange a brief hug and a promise to do this again in the future. You leave her sitting on the couch, alone but for two glasses of partially finished wine. As you descend in the freight elevator your mind replays what you heard. It isn't any of your business, of course. Your heart breaks a little that she's with someone she can't trust. If she knows her ex is a liar than why is she still talking to him? It doesn't make any sense. It's like going somewhere when you know a bully is waiting. Granted, you've done that before. But you didn't have a choice, it was school! And eventually you were just inured to the dynamic of being a victim. Maybe that's it? Maybe the two of you are more similar than you thought. Sometimes people get so used to a negative situation that it becomes their new normal. They're comfortable with it. The negativity becomes familiar, like an every day thing. And when something comes along that could change things, that could take away the negativity? Well, that's scary. The negativity disappearing would be strange, it would be unfamiliar to not have it. The normal would disappear. And so people will willingly sabotage themselves without realizing they're doing it because they're so used to things being bad. Your heart breaks a little for Destiny. Maybe there's someone else you can talk to about this. You'd love to find a way to help your friend out. [[You pedal home.|W8T][$control.location to "Home 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Stupid idea ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Stupid idea">><<AddBreath_Medium "wine">>You stay where you are and not a minute later Destiny returns with the now refilled glasses. @@.yellow;"Everything okay? You look mad."@@ @@.destiny;"Do I? Sorry, everything's fine. Don't mind me."@@ She hands you your glass and takes a seat on the couch. @@.destiny;"Cheers."@@ You clink with her and then sip. From there the two of you talk more about work. By the time the second glass is gone you're feeling good. Kind of silly, too. When you ask Destiny if you can call her Tiny D she abruptly stands up and leaves the room, eventually returning with a very large cup of water. @@.destiny;"Drink this,"@@ Destiny she insists. In the end she makes you drink a second full serving of water before you're allowed to ride your bike home. You have to admit that it works; before you're even halfway through the second glass you're already feeling like the effects of the wine are completely gone. You and Destiny hug farewell and then [[you head home.|W8T][$control.location to "Home 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Flowers ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Flowers">><<AddFem 1>>There's a faint scent of cinnamon. Weird. How do plants smell like spices? Maybe cinnamon comes from a plant. That makes sense. Like basil comes from, um… basil? You chuckle as you imagine a red fern growing in some forest, just waiting to be picked and sprinkled onto apple slices. You'll have to remember to look around the cottage later. Maybe some cinnamon plants grow there. You dry your hands and then walk out of the bathroom. You nearly collide with Destiny as you step into the hallway. <<if $flag.spinlessons>>Fortunately your reflexes are decent enough that you're able to jump away at the last second.<<else>>Destiny comes up short and has the mental forethought to adjust her grip on the glasses.<</if>> Phew, that was close! It'd be a tragedy if the glasses she'd just filled were upended al over her. @@.yellow;"Ahh! I'm so sorry."@@ @@.destiny;"It's okay,"@@ you friend replies. @@.destiny;"No harm, no foul."@@ @@.yellow;"Are you sure you aren't upset?"@@ She looks unhappy. @@.destiny;"It's nothing. Really. Come on, let's go back to the living room."@@ [[To the living room.|W8T][$control.location to "Flowers 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Flowers 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Flowers 2">><<AddBreath_Medium "wine">>The two of you settle on the couch again. Destiny seems a bit distracted and withdrawn. You're not sure what changed between now and ten minutes earlier. It's not like you blew up the bathroom or anything. Maybe it's because of the wine or maybe you feel badly about her mood. Who knows? Either way, you act extra goofy to try and get her to smile. Jokes about Alice, impressions of some of the restaurant's regular customers, just stuff like that. It seems to work, fortunately. But then Destiny stands up out of nowhere and disappears into the kitchen. When she returns there's a huge cup of water in her hands. @@.destiny;"Drink this,"@@ Destiny she insists. In the end she makes you drink a second full serving of water before you're allowed to ride your bike home. Maybe you were too silly? You have to admit that the water works; before you're even halfway through the second glass you're already feeling like the effects of the wine are completely gone. By the time you're done drinking you feel perfectly fine and normal. At this point you and Destiny hug farewell and then [[you head home.|W8T][$control.location to "Home 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home">><<if $route.jake>><<if $flag.workstupidity>>You don't order a pizza. Some stale cereal in the back of your cupboard is easily the most delicious thing you've tasted in weeks. You don't watch a movie; your hand is entertaining enough on its own. Gradually the taste of old cereal is no longer satisfactory and the skin on your knuckles goes from bewitching to unexciting. It feels like your head had been stuffed full of cotton and as time went on small wisps of it were being pulled back out. If this is what it's like to sober up then I can see why people get high all the time. When you glance at your phone's clock you're shocked to see how much time went by with you just sitting there, doing nothing. And it was kind of enjoyable, too. Huh. Maybe that's why people get high all the time. It makes it a lot easier to do nothing. You stretch out the last of the weed's effects and head to the bedroom. You've got a date with Jake tonight and you need to get ready.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Once you're home you kill some time browsing Peddit. Eventually you get up to go get ready for your date with Jake.<</if>> <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Jake">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<elseif $flag.workstupidity>><<AddBreath_Weak "pizza">><<WearPajama>>You do as Justine said to. You use the Ryde Meals app to order a pizza. Sure, there's a steep extra charge for delivery but you bet it'll be worth it. While you wait you put on an action movie. Authority Wardens is a cinematic reboot of the acclaimed children's show of the same name, which in itself was borrowed from Japan with some scenes reshot featuring American actors. In the show any time the characters are full in Warden suits it means that footage is directly from the Japanese program. A lot of stuff got lost in translation and some character personalities were wildly different between the two broadcasts. The movie has decent reviews online but you find it a bit tedious. Instead of five teenagers with established martial arts prowess they're all just moody. Instead of the compelling Dora Disgusta from your childhood they just got some pretty actress to wear a tight cat suit. Lame. You pause halfway in to answer the door and get your pizza. You've sobered up a bit by this point, but not entirely. Seeing the size of your pizza almost sobers you up the rest of the way, though. You paid over thirty bucks for something smaller than your head? Ridiculous! Back to the movie, you hit play and then devour the whole pie before the scene has even changed. It was acutely unsatisfying. The only good part is when the old theme music plays right near the climax of the movie. After the credits roll you change into your pajamas and go through your bedtime routine. You crawl under your sheets and browse Peddit until [[sleep overtakes you.|W8W]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>><<Wear Pajama>>What a day. Is it Friday yet? No? Damn. You put your feet up on the couch and decide that you're just too tired to do any cooking tonight. You spend a good twenty minutes on your phone looking at affordable food delivery options. The cheapest thing you can find is a Chinese food place. Most of the reviews for it mention how long everything took, but since you aren't that hungry yet you figure it should be fine to wait a bit. Next up is entertainment. Your laptop rests on your gut as you look for something decent to watch. You eventually settle on The Farm, a comedy show about a washed up eSports figure who returns to his hometown to help run the family farm. The cast is fairly star studded, which helps. But man is the laugh track annoying. By bedtime you've binged through almost all of the first season. It's not a bad show, you'll have to keep watching. After changing into your pajamas and doing your nighttime routine you [[go to sleep.|W8W]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home 2">><<if $route.jake>>Once you're home you quickly head to the eWardrobe to change clothes. There is little time before your date with Jake so you need to hurry up and get ready. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Jake">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>><<WearPajama>>It was nice to see Destiny in her natural habitat. Maybe if you keep spending time with her outside of work the two of you will become better friends. Perhaps some day you can even confide in her about what's going on. Maybe she could help? You relax for the rest of the night, trying out new anime shows on a whim to see if any of them are actually appealing. Why do so many anime these days involve a normal protagonist being pulled into an alternate world? And why does said protagonist always have a bunch of female groupies trying to bone him? Japan is weird. Or am I even weird because I watch these shows? You aren't sure. It's probably a good philosophy question. You can see it now: "Who's weirder? The creator of pervy material or the consumer of pervy material?" A little of column A, a little of column B… Once it gets late enough you do your nighttime routine and then [[head to bed.|W8W]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake">>A knock at the door tells you that Jake has arrived. You let him in and the two of you share a quick kiss hello. <<if $flag.jakedateroute eq "art">>Much to your surprise Jake is wearing a bright yellow V-neck shirt and a pair of denim jeans. I don't think I've ever seen him wearing bright colors before. You rack your memory, but you're pretty sure you've only ever seen him in black or dark gray. Maybe olive green. <<else>>As usual, he's clad in dark colors. A deep purple V-Neck shirt and a pair of dusty blue jeans.<</if>> @@.jake;"You ready? The movie is starting soon."@@ @@.yellow;"Almost. One minute!"@@ You feel his gaze admiring your length as you turn to enter the kitchen. According to Jake there's a little drive-in movie showing in Lakehill all week long. As far as date nights go it actually sounds pretty fun. In preparation for it you'd already planned out some snacks. Mostly small chip bags and some candy, but at least this way neither of you will have to pay the steep concession prices.<<if $flag.grandtheftboato>> And this way he doesn't have an excuse to steal anything. Again. You're still a little salty about that.<</if>> [[Ready to go.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake 2">><<if $flag.jakedateroute eq "art">>There's a weird energy with Jake right now. You can't quite place what it is. He's twitchier than usual. <<if $flag.grandtheftboato>>It almost has you worried that there's another hidden crime thing going on, but you decide to give him the benefit of the doubt. Mostly. You'll still keep your eyes open tonight, and if anything looks stolen you'll give him an earful. And probably more.<<else>>It has you slightly nervous. Has Jake somehow determined your secret? Why is he acting so weird?<</if>><<else>>Together you two leave the cottage and get into Jake's car.<</if>> <<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $flag.jakedateroute eq "art">>You follow him into the car. Normally his seats are free of clutter but as you open the passenger-side door he frantically wipes a stack of envelopes off the seat and hurls them into the back. @@.yellow;"Is everything okay? You're acting weird."@@ @@.jake;"Am I?"@@ His leg jitters up and down as if a million tiny bugs were worming their way up his pants. @@.yellow;"Yeah. Definitely."@@ <<if $flag.grandtheftboato>>You narrow your eyes. @@.yellow;"I swear, if you stole something again.@@<<else>>You frown at him. @@.yellow;"Please tell me it's not drugs."@@ You're pretty sure some drugs make people all fidgety. Maybe Jake is on the weed.<</if>> @@.jake;"No,"@@ Jake quickly reassures you, @@.jake;"Definitely not."@@ He sighs and nods toward the backseat. @@.jake;"I haven't told anyone yet. I got the news yesterday."@@ [[What news?|W8T][$control.location to "Jake 3"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Jake guns it a little, probably for no other reason than he likes to go fast. You aren't thrilled with the car's speed, but you reason that he'll learn his lesson if he gets pulled over. His need for speed is dashed when he gets stuck behind a pair of much slower vehicles. He grumbles a few times about old drivers but you can tell his comments are more jesting than cruel. @@.jake;"That person shouldn't be allowed to have a license,"@@ Jake complains. @@.jake;"He's so old I bet that when he sneezes dust comes out."@@ Despite the mummy behind the wheel the two of you eventually [[get to the drive-in move.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake 7"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake 3">>@@.jake;"Hold on."@@ He stretchs into the backseat and rummages around for a few seconds. When he settles back into a seat there's a crumpled envelope in his hand. @@.jake;"Here."@@ You take the document from his hands and read aloud. @@.yellow;"From the offices of Lakehill Community College. We are pleased to inform you that we have decided to accept your application for admission into our fall semester – holy shit, Jake! You applied to college?"@@ He sheepishly rubs the back of his head. @@.jake;"Yeah."@@ @@.yellow;"Come on, that's all you have to say? Tell me everything."@@ @@.jake;"Graphic art. I know, it sounds stupid. I mean, I'll probably never get a job with it. But, ya know, maybe something will work out. Who knows."@@ He clears his throat and rests his hand on the keys where they sit in the ignition. @@.jake;"And, um. Thank you. I need to thank you. I only did it because of you."@@ At last his hand moves and starts the car. Without missing a beat Jake begins to drive. @@.yellow;"Because of me?"@@ [[What?|W8T][$control.location to "Jake 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake 4">>@@.jake;"You're always talking about leaving at the end of summer, how you can't wait to go to school."@@ Really? Do you say that a lot? You hadn't noticed. It makes you feel a little guilty, actually. How must it be for the people you spend time with if you're saying that you can't wait to get away from them? I'm a <<routes>><<job "store">>fucking asshole<<job "res">>self-centered jerk<</routes>>. @@.jake;"For a while I've been dreading the fall. I hate thinking about what it will be like once you're gone. You've changed this town for me. I mean, I'm not an idiot. You're going to leave when summer ends. You'll be gone. I can't ask you to stay. I know I can't; my therapist and I talk a lot about understanding what we can control and what we can't, about how anger doesn't give us control. So you've gotta go. It's what you need to do. I don't get to control that, you do. And the question came up of what I wish could happen when summer ends, but for me. An outcome I can control. And at first I had no idea. Weirdly, all I could think about was our first date. That day at the bridge, when I showed you my stupid graffiti. That first second you looked at it you had this expression on your face, like you were looking at real art. Which it isn't. I'm not dumb. You looked impressed, like it was more than a dumb doodle. Like it was something. And without even thinking about it I said, "I would follow her to school. I would study art." I hadn't thought it until I said it, but it's weird. Once I said it I couldn't not think it. It had to be true. I needed it to be true. And my therapist basically said, well go do it then. So I did. I applied. I mean, I know you aren't going to go to LCC and I get that it, that this, doesn't really change anything. But I don't want to mope about you going. I don't want to be pissed because then it really is like you're leaving my life. I'm not sad, I'm not mad, I'm inspired. You inspire me to change my life. That's what I can control. You've inspired me a lot, $name."@@ <<if $femgate gte 85>><<AddFem 1>>[[You're overcome with the urge to cry.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake 5"]]<<else>>[[You don't know what to say.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake 5"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake 5">>You've told so many lies since getting to Hope's Point. You've done so many things you aren't proud of. You have noticed how Jake has been changing and working on his temper. He's stumbled a bit, but he's tried so hard to be better than he was. But it was too hard to believe him when he credited you for that change. It was too unbelievable, too farfetched of a concept. At most you gave him a small push in the right direction. So to stand here now and have him again credit you with a positive change? It's too crazy. Crazy to think that you somehow gave him the desire to pursue a degree and get a higher education. Beyond crazy. It's insane to think that you could have that effect on someone. It's lunacy to think that some good could come out of all of your lies. It's madness to think that someone is actually better off in the world because they know you. It's many things. Crazy. Insane. Lunacy. Madness. If your parents were here they'd laugh at Jake. As if Danny could ever do anything right. @@.jake;"Say something. You're stressing me out from how quiet you are."@@ @@.yellow;"Sorry! I just, I'm speechless."@@ [[You can tell Jake wants more from you.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake 6">><<AddFem 1>>@@.yellow;"I don't know what to say,"@@ you admit. But that's the only truth you tell. Jake wouldn't want to hear that he's wrong. He wouldn't want to be told that you don't deserve the credit. So you change the subject. @@.yellow;"I'm so happy for you, Jake. You're amazing"@@ Without thinking you kiss him on the cheek. Jake's grin is so wide that it simultaneously floods you with warmth and cuts your heart to pieces, one tiny lie at a time. You don't deserve that grin. You didn't earn it. If he's bettered his life it has nothing to do with you. I'm a garbage person. @@.yellow;"Tell me more about the program you're going into."@@ It's almost too difficult to hear him cheerfully tell you about the ratio of students to teachers, the flexible schedule, the multiple opportunities to work on campus for tuition reimbursement. You're a rich kid from a wealthy family with every opportunity in the world. Jake is the exact opposite. So why do you feel like he has everything you want? [[The trip to the drive-in feels more like hours than minutes.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake 7">>The drive-in is older than most residents of Lakehill. What was once a popular and frequent stop for town's youth is now little more than a municipal relic. A roadblock for a city hell-bent on trendy expansion at the cost of local history. For much of the last three years the drive-in has been nonoperational. The fact that it's open tonight is nothing short of miraculous. In large part this is due to the fervent efforts of citizenry with ample free time and nostalgia for a different era. The drive-in was given one last hurrah, and for a handful of nights this week only there would be a single showing every evening. Money raised would go toward construction of the building taking its place, an ePhone store. Tonight's feature film is Moronicracy, a hilarious dystopian flick about how much dumber mankind gets in the future. Any irony associated with the choice of movie is purely unintentional. Fans of the ePhone store say the movie choice is reflective of the petty nature of the vocal few who demanded the drive-in get one last hurrah before it's shut down for good. With some confusion you watch as Jake drives right past the turn into the drive-in. @@.yellow;"Hey, where are you going? It looks pretty full in there. If we don't hurry I don't think they'll have room for much longer."@@ @@.jake;"Don't worry,"@@ Jake confidently asserts. @@.jake;"We'll see the movie."@@ Jake pulls off the road and onto a path so poorly marked that you didn't see it until the car's tires were already churning its dust. A sharp incline later and [[he parks on a cliff.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake 8"]] Jake takes special care to make sure his headlights – in addition to the engine – are completely off.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake 8">>@@.yellow;"I'm lost. What are we doing here?"@@<<if $femgate gte 80>><<AddFem 1>>He probably just wants sex again. Dudes and sex. Can't guys ever think about anything else?<</if>> Jake gestures toward down the hill, past the cliff's edge. @@.jake;"See?"@@ Perhaps you're exaggerating a little by calling it a cliff. It's more of a big hill. The drive-in is at the base of the other side and its large screen is in plain sight of Jake's car. From here you can easily see the screen. Once the movie starts you'll have a fantastic view. Jake holds up his phone and waves it at you. @@.jake;"I downloaded the movie the other day. I'll sync it up on my phone and hit play when the movie starts, that we can we can hear everything while we watch it."@@ He looks quite pleased with himself. <<if $flag.grandtheftboato>>You can't help but sigh. @@.yellow;"Seriously?"@@ @@.jake;"What?"@@ @@.yellow;"You're seriously stealing again? After last week?"@@ @@.jake;"That's not what this is,"@@ [[Jake defensively snaps back.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake 9"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You quirk an eyebrow. @@.yellow;"Seriously?"@@ @@.jake;"What?"@@ @@.yellow;"You couldn't just pay? It's like, what, twenty bucks for two tickets? Thirty? I would have paid for it myself if I'd known it would be an issue."@@ The grin on his face slowly fades. @@.jake;"Sorry. I didn't realize you'd care so much."@@ @@.yellow;"It's not that,"@@ you sigh. How do you tell him that if you get caught breaking a rule or law your whole identity could be exposed? You end up settling for a partial truth. @@.yellow;"I'm a rule follower. Rules exist for a reason. And breaking them just for the sake of breaking them isn't cool. Especially when we could have easily paid."@@ <<routes>><<job "store">>Jake gives you a surprised look. @@.jake;"Really now?"@@ @@.yellow;"What?"@@ @@.jake;"I know who your best friend is,"@@ he scoffs back. @@.jake;"Following the rules isn't exactly something she's good at."@@ @@.yellow;"What's that supposed to mean?"@@<<job "res">>Jake rolls his eyes at you. @@.jake;"Ah. All right."@@ He says something else but you can't quite make it out. @@.yellow;"What was that?"@@<</routes>> @@.jake;"Nothing."@@ <<routes>><<job "store">>[[Like hell it's nothing.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake 9"]]<<job "res">>[[Nothing shmothing. It's something.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake 9"]]<</routes>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake 9">><<if $flag.grandtheftboato>>@@.yellow;"Oh yeah? Then what is this right now? Because it looks like you decided not to pay for something that you could have."@@<<if $flag.jakedateroute eq "art">> Maybe your own self-loathing is leaking out. The ball of tension in your gut formed when Jake gave you his news. Why does it feel like your stomach is practically vibrating?< You can almost see the excitement deflate out of Jake. The happiness vanishes from his eyes and instead he struggles to find the words to defend himself. <<else>> <</if>>@@.jake;"Look, I know I was out of line last week but how many times are you going to make me apologize for that? I said I was sorry. You were right, it was a shit move on my part. But I said I was sorry and you said you forgave me, so – "@@ @@.yellow;"Because you're doing it again now. This is stealing!"@@ @@.jake;"How? Who are we stealing from right now? Nobody owns this place, they're gonna knock it into dust next month! You said yourself that it was busy. That place is going to be full and turning cars away. They couldn't take our money even if they wanted to. So is it stealing if two more people see the light they project into the air? Come on, $name. At worst this is a victimless crime and at best it's a fun adventure for a date."@@ He looks frustrated and mad, but despite that his tone never wavers. Sure, he sounds exasperated. But not furious or outraged. Not combative. You're almost expecting him to sling insults, but they never come. @@.yellow;"I mean,"@@ [[your mind scrambles, frantically looking for a justification for why you're right.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake 10"]] @@.yellow;"You could have paid earlier and been one of the cars in there. You chose to look for a way not to pay."@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.yellow;"No, tell me."@@ @@.jake;"Why are you making such a big deal out of this? It doesn't have to be such a huge thing. I'm not a cheap jackass."@@ You can't tell him the complete truth, but you don't necessarily feel like you should have to, either. @@.yellow;"I already explained myself to you. You think it's funny and cool to bend the rules, but it isn't. It costs next to nothing to do the right thing. You're not helping anyone by always looking for the easy way out. And you're definitely not impressing me right now."@@ A little harsh, but it's also all true. Sort of. You can't spend every other date with Jake looking over your shoulder because you don't know if he's committing a crime. @@.jake;"You only think that because you're rich."@@ His tone drips with disgust. @@.yellow;"What?"@@ What the <<routes>><<job "store">>fuck<<job "res">>hell<</routes>> does that have to do with anything? @@.jake;"My life is full of doing little shit like this to get by. And yeah, yeah, I know what you're going to say. But you don't get it. Some people can't afford movie tickets or whatever they want. They can't afford ice cream every day in the summer or nice jackets in the winter. So we learn how to make do. We watch movies through the cracks of a fence, we stand outside of shops hoping for free samples. We shop at thrift stores because we have to, not because it's fashionable. If some little kids snuck up here to watch the movie would you accuse them of stealing? What you call theft a lot of people call making do. But you grew up without being hungry or cold. You can't see any perspective but one where you're flush with cash."@@ His words, while harsh, come out calmly and evenly. Nonetheless [[you feel like you've been slapped across the face.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake 10"]]<</if>> <<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake 10">><<if $flag.grandtheftboato>>@@.jake;"Are you for real right now? They get the same amount either way, it's the same amount of cars in there. But this way more people get to see it."@@ @@.yellow;"A car had to pay and they wouldn't have if you'd gone in earlier."@@ @@.jake;"So because they paid for the service they wanted I'm stealing?"@@ He sighs. @@.jake;"Forget it. Just let me take you home."@@ You frown. That's not what you wanted. You were just trying to get Jake stop putting you in situations where you could get into trouble. You weren't trying to derail the whole date. <<if $art>> Why does everything you touch turn to crap? You can't even explain yourself right.<</if>> @@.yellow;"Wait. Come on, hey. Look, I guess you have a point."@@ Your mind churns. @@.yellow;"It's better than theft and you didn't hurt anyone. Okay. I'm sorry. I think I overreacted. You're right, if last week was still bothering me I should have said something instead of letting it affect things now. I'm sorry. Can we watch the movie?"@@ He frowns a little but then nods. @@.jake;"Yeah. Okay. I'd like that."@@ Nonethless he doesn't look happy or relaxed. In an effort to relieve the tension you decide to bring out the snacks. @@.yellow;"I hope you like sugar,"@@ you joke. And then more seriously. @@.yellow;"Because I brought a lot."@@ [[You hold up the items you'd grabbed from your kitchen.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake 11"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.yellow;"I mean…"@@ you trail off, but he doesn't press you to finish what you were saying. Could he be right? @@.jake;"Maybe this was a mistake. I'm sorry I didn't think of something you'd enjoy. I guess I didn't know you as well as I thought I did. I'll take you home."@@ He starts up the car. @@.yellow;"Hold on."@@ Somehow your desire to not get into trouble has made you out to be a spoiled brat. You can't abide the idea of leaving things that way. Especially because it isn't true. You've spent almost all of summer so far living like you aren't rich. Obviously you don't have the wrong perspective about things. <<if $femgate gte 65>>You really like Jake and you don't want things to end because you're insecure about getting found out.<<else>>Maybe in your gusto to fly under the radar you came off as insensitive.<</if>> @@.yellow;"I'm sorry. I don't think – nobody likes being told that they're self-centered or have the wrong perspective. I guess I wasn't really considering your side of things. To me it was all black and white. But what you said makes sense. I'm sorry, Jake. Can we please do the date anyway?"@@ He hesitates briefly but then nods. @@.jake;"I'm sorry, too. I should have known by now that this isn't your kind of thing. @@<<routes>><<job "store">>@@.jake;You've made it clear to me in the past. Next time I'll run it by you before I do something that bends the rules a little."@@ Granted, you break the rules every time you use a public fucking bathroom. How can you sit here lecturing Jake about right and wrong when you're the worst person in town?<<job "res">>@@.jake;That's part of what attracts me to you. How you always try to do the right thing."@@ Except that you're an awful liar, of course.<</routes>> In an effort to change the subject [[you pull out the food you brought.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake 11"]] @@.yellow;"Well, nothing fixes things like candy. Right? And nothing is better during a movie than candy. And chips."@@<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake 11">><<if $flag.grandtheftboato>>@@.jake;"Of course,"@@ Jake snorts. @@.jake;"$name and junk food. Name a more iconic duo."@@ @@.yellow;"Hey, I resent that. And resemble it."@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Jake quirks an eyebrow. @@.jake;"What about popcorn?"@@ @@.yellow;"Dude, I'm not a portable concession stand. You'll eat your chips and you'll like it."@@ He chuckles and all at once the tension is lifted. Phew.<</if>> You tear open the chips and pass them to Jake. He continues to joke easily with you. It's such a stark contrast with how he used to be; when you first met Jake an argument early on would have ruined the whole rest of the date. Instead he has no trouble moving on. He really has changed a lot. It's still a few minutes before the movie is set to start. You did kind of put your foot in your mouth earlier. He deserves to know that you're grateful that he moved on so quickly. @@.yellow;"Hey, I appreciate how you spoke to me earlier. You didn't get mad or anything. Thank you for communicating like that, it really helped. And for letting it go once I apologized."@@ @@.jake;"Yeah."@@ [[He seems a little embarrassed by the compliment.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake 12"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake 12">>@@.yellow;"Was that something you learned in therapy?"@@ @@.jake;"I guess? We've talked about communication a lot. Obstacles, how to approach them. I don't know. It helps, I guess."@@ He squirms even further, as if his embarrassment is growing. @@.yellow;"That's awesome,"@@ you sincerely tell him. @@.jake;"Thanks. It's all a lot harder than I expected. I guess working on yourself is never easy. I've been reading a book my therapist lent me that helps, but it also sucks. It's hard to realize you've been mistreating the people you care about."@@ Yeah, you're all too familiar with that. At this point the movie starts. It's a good time to drop the subject, so you sit back and relax while Jake syncs his phone's audio with the video on the screen. The movie is as funny as you remember, but there are a few moments where the comedy lulls. Eventually [[you and Jake idly chat|W8T][$control.location to "Jake 13"]] while the scenes stretch on.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake 13 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake 13">>@@.jake;"So how's work going?"@@ <<if $flag.politicalspoilers>>@@.yellow;"Fine. Actually, something weird happened with a friend of mine."@@ You briefly describe to Jake how you overheard Destiny talking on the phone. @@.yellow;"She's got this ex who's bad news for her. Do you think it was him?"@@ To your surprise Jake's eyes glitter with a gleeful malice. @@.jake;"$name, think about it. She wasn't talking about a relationship, she was talking about the campaign! Harry is the campaign manager and Destiny is helping him out. You heard her say that people found out about something, right? I bet she's the girl that fooled around with the mayor. They must have blackmailed the mayor over it but the mayor didn't give in, so they sent the pictures to the press!"@@ @@.yellow;"That's ridiculous."@@ @@.jake;"It makes total sense, $name."@@ @@.yellow;"No it doesn't. Listen, I know Destiny pretty well and trust me, she isn't that type of girl. Or person, for that matter. She would never go seduce someone for a political win."@@ Jake doesn't look convinced. @@.yellow;"Look, I know you hate Harry, but don't let that twist things. Destiny doesn't deserve to be a target in your crusade to take Harry down."@@ @@.jake;"All right, all right. Fine."@@ He's not even quiet for an entire three seconds before he's bursting again. @@.jake;"But it wouldn't hurt to look into it, right?"@@ @@.yellow;"Dude, no. We aren't looking into anything. Leave it to the police or whatever."@@ Jake sighs. @@.jake;"Fine, fine. You're right."@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.yellow;"Fine."@@ You tell him a funny story about a customer interaction. The conversation drifts a bit after that before steering toward another subject. @@.jake;"Did you hear about the party this weekend?"@@ @@.yellow;"Oh yeah,"@@ you say a bit too smugly. @@.yellow;"I know all about it. It sounds fun!"@@ For once you're not out of the loop on something. Jake gives you a skeptical look. He's probably taken aback that I know about a party before he does. @@.jake;"Gotcha. Cool. Oh look, I love this part!"@@<</if>> [[The movie continues.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake 14"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake 14 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake 14">>Many laughs are had and by the end of both you and Jake are in a pretty good mood. @@.jake;"Ya know, there's one more perk to watching from up here."@@ @@.yellow;"Oh? And what's that?"@@ @@.jake;"Everyone down there is going to have leave in a few minutes. But we don't need to rush. We can take our time up here. Totally alone, all the privacy in the world. I wonder what we could do?"@@ @@.yellow;"Uh huh."@@ @@.jake;"In fact, we should probably wait a little longer. Let everyone leave ahead of us. Only so we can be sure that nobody sees us coming down. It's for safety."@@ @@.yellow;"For safety."@@ @@.jake;"Yep. Totally. I wonder what we could do to kill the time. I wonder."@@ He looks up at the ceiling as if he's really thinking about it. [[Sometimes guys are so fucking obvious that you wonder how any of them ever get laid.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake 15"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake 15 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake 15">><<if $femgate gte 75>>Well, he did take you on a fun date. You probably owe him something. At the very least a <<routes>><<job "store">>blowjob<<job "res">>handjob<</routes>>.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>He did take you on a date so you should probably do something. <<routes>><<job "store">>At the very least you should give the poor guy a handjob. Maybe more. More would be fun for you, too.<<job "res">>But maybe you could test his new found inner calm a bit and see how he handles getting blue balls. Or you could just get naughty with him.<</routes>><</if>> <<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<if $femgate gte 75>><<routes>><<job "store">><<if $breastsize gte 21>>[[Use your breasts.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake titjob"]] <</if>>[[Use your mouth.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake blowjob"]]<<if $flag.tf>> [[Have sex.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake sex"]]<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<job "res">>[[Use your hand.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake handjob"]]<<if $breastsize gte 21>> [[Use your breasts.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake titjob"]]<</if>> [[Use your mouth.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake blowjob"]]<<if $flag.tf>> [[Have sex.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake sex"]]<</if>><</routes>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>><<routes>><<job "store">>[[Use your hand.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake handjob"]]<<if $breastsize gte 21>> [[Use your breasts.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake titjob"]]<</if>> [[Use your mouth.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake blowjob"]]<<if $flag.tf>> [[Have sex.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake sex"]]<</if>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<job "res">>[[Blue ball him.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake nope"]] [[Use your hand.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake handjob"]]<<if $breastsize gte 21>> [[Use your breasts.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake titjob"]]<</if>> [[Use your mouth.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake blowjob"]]<<if $flag.tf>> [[Have sex.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake sex"]]<</if>><</routes>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake nope ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake nope">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<AddKiss "Jake">> ║ │ <<WearPajama>> ║ │ <<AddFem 1>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>@@.yellow;"Sorry big guy, but not tonight."@@ <<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 1>>Sometimes a girl has to exercise a little bodily autonomy.<<else>>Every time you do something sexual you run the risk of being discovered. The last thing you need is to be outed by an accidental groping.<</if>> Jake accepts your rejection without complaint. Maybe he feels badly about arguing earlier. Or maybe it's a product of his therapy. Either way he takes you home without fuss. The two of you do share a rather slow kiss goodnight. By the time you step outside of his car your pulse is racing quickly enough that you nearly regret the decision to go further. Once you're in the cottage you change your clothes and [[climb into bed.|W8W]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake handjob ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake handjob">><<AddHandjob "Jake">><<AddFem 1>>@@.yellow;"Fine. But hand only."@@ Jake's face is the picture of innocence. @@.jake;"I have no idea what that means. Wait, were you thinking something sexual to pass the time? Oh my, $name. How naughty of you. Well, if you insist."@@ You're so good at multitasking that you're able to unzip Jake's jeans and roll your eyes at the same time. His penis is already half hard in anticipation of your touch. When your hand makes contact with his shaft you marvel at how warm the flesh is. Slowly you draw your fingers up and down his length, gently dragging the tips of your nails from base to head. Previous handjobs you've given mix with the copious amounts of porn you've viewed to give you an unerring instinct for how to best get someone off. You're becoming pretty good at this. Jake certainly seems to think so. He pants lightly, his eyes closed and his head tilted back. There's a faint smile on his face. Let's see if we can make it bigger. The smile, of course. Not the other thing. Well, maybe that too. You bring your free hand in to increase the fun. Mostly to alternate what you're doing. Leftie gets the cock, rightie gets the balls. Or right pumps while left tickles. Just things to keep it from getting boring. Jake's groaning gets to the point where [[you know what's coming next.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake handjob 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake handjob 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake handjob 2">><<AddKiss "Jake">><<WearPajama>><<routes>><<job "store">><<set $tracking.hairwashcount += 1>>Cum shoots out like a sticky firework. It gets on your hands and wrists. Somehow there's a long jizz rope in your hair. And another splooge stain on your clothes. Great. You set to work cleaning yourself up while Jake basks in the post-orgasm glow. You succeed in getting most of the spunk off of you by the time he's come to his senses. Jake drives you back to the cottage. He's not quite ready to say goodbye, however, and instead you two sit in his car kissing. At some point he gets handsy and you can tell he's turned on again. That's the moment when he whispers that he wants to "return the favor." <<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 3>>You're so turned on you can't really deny him. And that's how you ended up getting fingered in the passenger seat of a car. At least it's dark outside and in your own driveway, so it's not like anyone saw or anything. And you got to climax, so that makes it even better. Much to your surprise Jake seems okay with going home horny. Maybe he really was that intent on making sure both of you got off. You give him another kiss goodbye and then you head inside the cottage. You do a hygiene protocol to make sure all the cum is out of your hair and then put on your pajamas. Tired and happy, [[you crawl into bed.|W8W]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 2>>You reluctantly turn him down. You're so turned on that you really want to take him up on the offer but you can't risk him finding out about Little Danny. Jake accepts your rejection with grace and the two of you kiss goodbye a little longer. Finally he heads out and you enter the cottage. You do a hygiene protocol to make sure all the cum is out of your hair and then put on your pajamas. Tired and frustrated, [[you crawl into bed|W8W]] and end up lazily jerking off before passing out.<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">>You take great care to angle his dick away from you so that the impending eruption isn't your problem. Sure enough, Jake explodes all over himself. When the post-orgasm glow fades it's a little amusing to watch him distastefully clean himself up. Now he knows what I have to deal with. After that it's a quick drive home. You and Jake kiss for a little bit in his car before you head inside. The only awkward point was when his hands starting wandering and he mentioned wanting to "return the favor." <<if $flag.tf>>While that would have felt nice you're starting to feel like sex should maybe be a little more special than spontaneous acts in a car. At least more romantic, maybe.<<else>>Of course you have to redirect him in order to stop him from learning about Little Danny.<</if>> Jake accepts your rejection with grace and the two of you finally say goodbye. Once inside the cottage you change in your pajamas and then [[go to sleep.|W8W]]<</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake titjob ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake titjob">><<AddTitjob "Jake">>@@.yellow;"Okay."@@ Your emotional state is a mess right now. You're guilty from arguing earlier and stressed about your lies. I should make him feel good. It won't make up for starting shit over your fear of getting caught. And it won't reverse all the lies you've told. But maybe if you make him feel good you won't feel so bad. Leaning over onto the driver seat you free your breasts. Jake watches with a look of bliss as you unzip his jeans. His dick springs out as if it's been waiting for sweet release. It almost seems to stare you down. Like a snake coiling to strike you watch it rise up to meet you. You wrap your breasts around Jake's bare cock. There's a considerable amount of friction. You hesitate for only a second before you spit a little into your hand. Once his dick is slick with your saliva you again place it between your breasts. This time it works well. Jake leans back in his seat, his eyes half-closed as he sighs with pleasure. The snake likes what's happening. You can't help but squeeze your breasts as you keep rubbing them against his dick. You like what's happening, too. Why does it feel so good to <<routes>><<job "store">>slide a cock<<job "res">>rub a penis<</routes>> across your <<routes>><<job "store">>tits<<job "res">>breasts<</routes>>? It's almost fascinating watching as the head of his cock gets progressively more and more engorged. [[You know what's coming.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake titjob 2"]] You don't fight it.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake titjob 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake titjob 2">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<AddKiss "Jake">> ║ │ <<WearPajama>> ║ │ <<set $tracking.bodywashcount += 1>> ║ │ <<AddFem 2>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>It explodes into your face. Pearly goo coats your chin, lips, nose, eyelids, and forehead. And of course your breasts. It's like an artist decided to start all over and return to the base color. Accept instead of paint or whatever it's cum. So much cum. One of Jake's hands had settled onto your back at some point. He doesn't apply pressure but you stay where you are anyway. <<routes>><<job "store">>You figure it's hotter for the guy that way.<<job "res">>This is about him right now. And he'd probably prefer completely finishing on you.<</routes>> Once he's finished you clean yourself up. It's not an easy task, and you only stop once he's pulled up to the cottage. Given the stickiness of your everything you settle for exchanging a quick peck on the lips as farewell. Jake is only just leaving as you walk into the cottage. First stop is the shower and then an extra dose of clean with a hygiene routine. After changing into your pajamas you fall onto your bed. Anxious thoughts keep you awake far longer than you'd like. When you do [[drift off to sleep|W8W]] it's only while fantasizing about the government recruiting you to be a secret agent and whisking you away from Hope's Point. You'll start over with a new identity on a special mission to help save the world. It's not your fault that you left everyone behind believing your lies. After all, you had to drop everything to help the planet.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake blowjob ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake blowjob">><<AddBlowjob "Jake">><<AddBreath_Strong "cum">>It's a throwback to your first date with Jake, but this time you willingly put your face in his crotch. Why not? It's not quite going all the way but it's also better than just using your hand or something. Blowjobs are the healthy compromise of sex. If there were more blowjobs the world would be a better place. You take your time unzipping his jeans and freeing his penis. <<routes>><<job "store">>Everyone likes to be teased once in a while.<<job "res">>To be more seductive. More sensual. Add some heat to the moment.<</routes>> Jake certainly doesn't seem to mind. He pants in anticipation of what's to come. Your mouth is wide open and ready when Jake's cock bursts out of his pants. <<if $femgate gte 65>>You'd already known to have some saliva ready for it. <<else>>Even still it's no easy task to go from zero to dick-in-your-mouth in less than second.<</if>> You get to work bobbing up and down. With every back-and-forth motion the head of Jake's penis hits against your throat. At least it's dark and isolated right now. <<routes>>If you've gotta give dome better to have some privacy, right?<<job "store">><<job "res">>That helps the ego a little bit about giving head in a car.<</routes>> Nobody is around to hear Jake's moans or see you pleasuring dick. Jake cums hard and <<if $femgate gte 85>>you easily <<routes>><<job "store">>inhale every bit of it.<<job "res">>swallow every drop.<</routes>><<elseif $femgate gte 65>>you have no problem <<routes>><<job "store">>slurping down every drop.<<job "res">>drinking it all down.<</routes>><<else>>you somehow <<routes>><<job "store">>manage to choke it all down.<<job "res">>manage to swallow it all without letting any leak out.<</routes>><</if>> The back of your throat feels raw as [[you sit back up in your seat.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake blowjob 2"]] But that's to be expected.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake blowjob 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake blowjob 2">>During the drive back to your cottage Jake's free hand wanders to your thigh. When you question what's happening he tells you that he wants to "return the favor" once the car is stopped. <<if $flag.tf>><<routes>><<job "store">><<AddFem 1>>Your nipples stiffen in excitement. How is it that you still have a fucking body part that gets erect when you're turned on? No more unintentional boner embarrassment should have been the one perk of getting your penis switched with a vagina. Jake's fingers slide downward. Well, maybe there's two perks. You're simply too turned on to deny him. Before he's done driving you're letting him finger you. It's somewhat humiliating. Sure, it's not the worst thing you've done. And it's not that other people will find out. But are you seriously becoming the kind of girl who can't keep her legs closed for long enough to get into a bedroom? It's possible that Jake really knows what he's doing. Or it's possible that feeling like a slut secretly gets you wet. Wait. This isn't possible because Jake dumped you if you were still with Lyle.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<job "res">><<WearPajama>><<ApplyToothpaste>>Guilt and self-loathing are still warring within you, however. You mention that it isn't a good time and Jake instantly backs off. He probably thinks you mean your period, but whatever. What's one more intentional misunderstanding to add to the pile? You decide to spare Jake having to taste himself and instead forgo a kiss goodbye. You and Jake share a brief hug and then you head inside. One oral hygiene routine later and your mouth feels fresher, if still raw. [[You get into bed|W8W]] but sleep is long in coming. Fortunately the dark night is perfect for whispering your own negative thoughts back at you.<</routes>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>><<ApplyToothpaste>><<WearPajama>>But with your penis waiting that's not exactly an option. Instead you tell Jake that this isn't a good time. He'll likely assume you're on your period or something, but whatever. Better that he think that than know the truth. That's basically the liar's motto, right? Anything is better than the truth. <<routes>><<job "store">>It's too bad, because up to that point you were feeling turned on. Did I just think that it's too bad I'm not a real girl?<<job "res">>You didn't know you could feel any guiltier. What right do you have to trick someone into a relationship with you? That's not how love or affection works. You're not forging a real human connection if you start it with a lie.<</routes>> Jake doesn't argue your rejection. He's not interested in kissing you and tasting himself and you're feeling like a terrible person so you each do a quick hug and then you leave the car. Once you're in the cottage you do your usual hygiene routines. Pulling on your pajamas, [[you get into the bed|W8W]] and pull the covers over you. Making yourself as small as possible somehow doesn't allow you to escape your problems. They're so attached to you that they chase you all throughout into the night, keep you awake until the early morning.<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake sex ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake sex">>@@.yellow;"Too bad we don't have enough room in here to have fun."@@ You've already decided to give Jake what he wants, but it doesn't hurt to drag it out a little bit before you tell him that. He's ready for you, though. @@.jake;"There's plenty of room in the back."@@ His eyes reflect eagerness and hope. @@.yellow;"All right, all right. Fine."@@ You climb into the backseat first while Jake joins you by exiting the car and entering again through the driver side back door. You begin to lay on your back to face him but he stops you. It takes a second for you to understand what he wants, but then you comply. You pull your hands and knees up underneath you so that your face is down and your ass is in the air. There's the loud sound of something unzipping and when you glance back Jake's penis is waving in the air like it's conducting beautiful music. Beautiful, sexy music. His hands slowly stroke your waist, deftly removing the clothing that blocks his bare cock from accessing your entrance. Right as he's about to take you [[his voice surprises you.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake sex 2"]] @@.jake;"Are you up for anal?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake sex 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake sex 2">><<AddSex "Jake">>@@.yellow;"Um."@@ You don't see why not. In some ways that would be less weird than getting <<routes>><<job "store">>plowed in the puss that you've had for less than a month<<job "res">>penetrated in the vagina that you've had for a few weeks<</routes>>. @@.yellow;"I don't have lube."@@ @@.jake;"If you don't mind, we could go from vag to ass? You're really wet, I don't think it would take much to get me all lubricated up from your pussy."@@ Every time you think you can't possibly get more humiliated life finds a way to laugh in your face. <<routes>><<job "store">><<AddAnal "Jake">><<AddFem 2>>Why do you get so turned on by so little? It's bullshit. You just want to be normal! Even as a girl you're extra slutty. For fuck's sakes. @@.yellow;"Okay. That's fine."@@ Jake wastes no time. His dick pushes into you. Once, twice. Then again. You gasp aloud as he fills you to the brim with his cock. And then he does it a second time. You can't help but whine when he pulls back and out. But then that sound is replaced by a much louder gasp as you feel his dick push against the ring of your asshole. And then he's all the way in.<<job "res">><<AddFem 1>>The whole thing is just way too weird. It's almost taking you out of the sexiness and making you wish you were just at home. Jake seems to sense that your mood is changing. @@.jake;"Nevermind. As long as I get to be in you I'm happy."@@ And then he takes you from behind.<</routes>> Jake doesn't last long. Maybe it's the position or the situation or something else. Maybe it's just dumb luck. Or maybe you're that attractive that he couldn't last a full five minutes. It hardly matters; you know he won't be embarrassed about cumming quickly. Not when <<routes>><<job "store">>[[you orgasmed three times in the same short stretch of time.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake sex 3"]]<<job "res">>[[you orgasmed twice in the same short stretch of time.|W8T][$control.location to "Jake sex 3"]]<</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Jake sex 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Jake sex 3">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<AddKiss "Jake">> ║ │ <<WearPajama>> ║ │ <<set $tracking.bodywashcount += 1>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>You get your clothes in order and ask him to take you home. Mostly because you're tired and you want to get the cum out of you before it leaks all over your clothes and Jake's seats. Even though it would technically be his spunk you would still feel mortified to have leaked sex juices all over someone's car. When Jake gets to the cottage he's a bit handsy with the goodbye kiss and you can tell he might be getting turned again. <<routes>><<job "store">>Feeling his attraction for you gets you equally aroused and the only thing that stops you from letting him take you again is that you can feel the semen dribbling out of you.<<job "res">>You stop him before he gets the wrong idea about a round two. You still need to get cleaned up and there's no way you're going to do something in your driveway when anyone could drive up and see!<</routes>> Jake lets you leave without too much fuss. You hurry into the cottage, first going into the bathroom to wipe the gunk out of you. Next you shower and then go to the eWardrobe to run a hygiene routine and change into your pajamas. Your bed is all too inviting but sleep eludes you. How many more nights like this will you have? How many more nights will you be $name before you're back to Danny? How long can you keep the lies going? The ceiling doesn't have any answers, but you spend hours staring at it anyway. You have no idea what time [[you end up falling asleep|W8W]] at.<</daypassage>>

<<silently>> ╔══╗ ╔══╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╗ ║ ╟──╢ ╠════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ SPI_InterpretPassword ║ ║ ║ ║ Save Password Interpreter: Interpret Password ║ ╟──╢ ╠═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ ║ ╚╗╔╝ ╟───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ║║ ║ Takes the password string apart to convert it into a password array ║ ║║ ╟─────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┐; ╚═══╝╚═══╩═════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╛ <</silently>><<widget SPI_InterpretPassword>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<set _SPI_passwordArray to []>> <<set _SPI_passwordArrayLength to 0>> <<for _i to 0; _i lt $control.password.length; _i++>> <<set _SPI_cache to $control.password[_i]>> <<for _j to 0; _j lt 62; _j++>> <<if _SPS_conversionString[_j] eq _SPI_cache>> <<set _SPI_passwordArray.push(_j)>> <<set _SPI_passwordArrayLength += 1>> <<set _j to 62>> <</if>> <</for>> <</for>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<set _SPI_validity to false>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ╔══╗ ╔══╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╗ ║ ╟──╢ ╠════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ SPI_LengthCheck ║ ║ ║ ║ Save Password Interpreter: Password Array Length Check ║ ╟──╢ ╠═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ ║ ╚╗╔╝ ╟───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ║║ ║ Checks the password's validity by comparing original and processed password length ║ ║║ ╟─────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┐ ╚═══╝╚═══╩═════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╛ <</silently>><<widget SPI_LengthCheck>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<if (_SPI_passwordArrayLength eq $control.password.length) and (_SPS_validLength.includes($control.password.length))>> <<set _SPI_validity to true>> <<elseif _SPS_validLength.includes($control.password.length)>> <<set _SPI_invalidityID to 1>> <<else>> <<set _SPI_invalidityID to 2>> <</if>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ╔══╗ ╔══╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╗ ║ ╟──╢ ╠════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ SPI_RemoveOffset ║ ║ ║ ║ Save Password Interpreter: Remove Password Offset ║ ╟──╢ ╠═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ ║ ╚╗╔╝ ╟───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ║║ ║ Removes offset from the password array ║ ║║ ╟─────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┐ ╚═══╝╚═══╩═════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╛ <</silently>><<widget SPI_RemoveOffset>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<for _i to 0; _i lt _SPS_passwordLength; _i++>> <<set _SPI_passwordArray[_i] -= _SPS_offsetArray[_i]>> <</for>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ╔══╗ ╔══╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╗ ║ ╟──╢ ╠════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ SPI_DeobfuscatePassword ║ ║ ║ ║ Save Password Interpreter: Deobfuscate Password ║ ╟──╢ ╠═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ ║ ╚╗╔╝ ╟───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ║║ ║ Removes the obfuscation layer added by the primary, secondary, and tertiary offset. ║ ║║ ║ Primary offset is constant. ║ ║║ ║ Secondary offset is a wave. ║ ║║ ║ Tertiary offset is a noise pattern. ║ ║║ ╟─────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┐ ╚═══╝╚═══╩═════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╛ <</silently>><<widget SPI_DeobfuscatePassword>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<set _SPS_primaryOffset to _SPI_passwordArray[19]>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_secondaryOffset to _SPI_passwordArray[83] - _SPS_primaryOffset>> -------------------------------------------------- <<for _SPS_secondaryOffset gte 62>> <<set _SPS_secondaryOffset -= 62>> <</for>> <<for _SPS_secondaryOffset lt 0>> <<set _SPS_secondaryOffset += 62>> <</for>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_tertiaryOffset to _SPI_passwordArray[60] - _SPS_primaryOffset + _SPS_secondaryOffset>> -------------------------------------------------- <<for _SPS_tertiaryOffset gte 62>> <<set _SPS_tertiaryOffset -= 62>> <</for>> <<for _SPS_tertiaryOffset lt 0>> <<set _SPS_tertiaryOffset += 62>> <</for>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<switch _SPS_tertiaryOffset>> <<case 1>> <<set _SPS_tertiaryOffsetArray to [1, 3, 7, 5, -1]>> <<case 2>> <<set _SPS_tertiaryOffsetArray to [2, -4, 4, -8, -5, 4, 1]>> <<case 3>> <<set _SPS_tertiaryOffsetArray to [7, 6, 8, 7, -6]>> <<case 4>> <<set _SPS_tertiaryOffsetArray to [-5, 1, -2, 7, 1, -3, -5]>> <<case 5>> <<set _SPS_tertiaryOffsetArray to [-3, 7, 2, -4, 0]>> <<case 6>> <<set _SPS_tertiaryOffsetArray to [8, 4, -1, 8, -8, -2, -4]>> <<case 7>> <<set _SPS_tertiaryOffsetArray to [6, 3, -8, -7, 5]>> <<case 8>> <<set _SPS_tertiaryOffsetArray to [-6, 0, 6, -6, 7, 4, 7]>> <<case 9>> <<set _SPS_tertiaryOffsetArray to [-4, -8, 4, -7, -6]>> <</switch>> <<if (_SPS_tertiaryOffset % 2) eq 1>> <<set _SPS_tertiaryOffsetArrayLength to 5>> <<else>> <<set _SPS_tertiaryOffsetArrayLength to 7>> <</if>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<for _i to 0; _i lt _SPS_passwordLength; _i++>> <<set _SPI_passwordArray[_i] -= _SPS_primaryOffset>> -------------------------------------------------- <<switch (_i % 3)>> <<case 0>> <<set _SPI_passwordArray[_i] += _SPS_secondaryOffset>> <<case 1>> <<case 2>> <<set _SPI_passwordArray[_i] -= _SPS_secondaryOffset>> <</switch>> -------------------------------------------------- <<if (_i neq 19) and (_i neq 60) and (_i neq 83)>> <<set _SPI_passwordArray[_i] -= _SPS_tertiaryOffsetArray[_i % _SPS_tertiaryOffsetArrayLength]>> <</if>> -------------------------------------------------- <<for _SPI_passwordArray[_i] gte 62>> <<set _SPI_passwordArray[_i] -= 62>> <</for>> -------------------------------------------------- <<for _SPI_passwordArray[_i] lt 0>> <<set _SPI_passwordArray[_i] += 62>> <</for>> <</for>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ╔══╗ ╔══╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╗ ║ ╟──╢ ╠════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ SPI_PinConversion ║ ║ ║ ║ Save Password Interpreter: Array to Pin Conversion ║ ╟──╢ ╠═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ ║ ╚╗╔╝ ╟───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ║║ ║ Converts the numeric values from the password array into password pins for password pin array. ║ ║║ ╟─────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┐ ╚═══╝╚═══╩═════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╛ <</silently>><<widget SPI_PinConversion>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<set _SPI_passwordPinArray to []>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<for _i to 0; _i lt _SPI_passwordArrayLength; _i++>> <<if _i eq 19 or _i eq 60 or _i eq 83>> <<set _SPI_passwordPinArray.push("")>> <<else>> <<set _SPI_cache to _SPI_passwordArray[_i]>> <<set _SPI_pinCache to "">> <<if _SPI_cache gte 32>> <<set _SPI_pinCache += "f">> <<set _SPI_cache -= 32>> <</if>> <<if _SPI_cache gte 16>> <<set _SPI_pinCache += "e">> <<set _SPI_cache -= 16>> <</if>> <<if _SPI_cache gte 8>> <<set _SPI_pinCache += "d">> <<set _SPI_cache -= 8>> <</if>> <<if _SPI_cache gte 4>> <<set _SPI_pinCache += "c">> <<set _SPI_cache -= 4>> <</if>> <<if _SPI_cache gte 2>> <<set _SPI_pinCache += "b">> <<set _SPI_cache -= 2>> <</if>> <<if _SPI_cache gte 1>> <<set _SPI_pinCache += "a">> <<set _SPI_cache -= 1>> <</if>> <<set _SPI_passwordPinArray.push(_SPI_pinCache)>> <</if>> <</for>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ╔══╗ ╔══╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╗ ║ ╟──╢ ╠════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ SPI_DecodeRoute ║ ║ ║ ║ Save Password Interpreter: Decode Controller (Route) ║ ╟──╢ ╠═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ ║ ╚╗╔╝ ╟───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ║║ ║ Decodes the password pin array and sets the route controller based on the appropriate pins. ║ ║║ ╟─────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┐ ╚═══╝╚═══╩═════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╛ <</silently>><<widget SPI_DecodeRoute>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<set _SPS_routeControl to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[6].includes("c")) + (_SPI_passwordPinArray[6].includes("d") * 2) + (_SPI_passwordPinArray[6].includes("e") * 4) + (_SPI_passwordPinArray[6].includes("f") * 8)>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ╔══╗ ╔══╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╗ ║ ╟──╢ ╠════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ SPI_DecodeChecksum ║ ║ ║ ║ Save Password Interpreter: Decode Array (Checksum) ║ ╟──╢ ╠═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ ║ ╚╗╔╝ ╟───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ║║ ║ Decodes the password pin array and fills the checksum array based on the appropriate pins. ║ ║║ ╟─────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┐ ╚═══╝╚═══╩═════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╛ <</silently>><<widget SPI_DecodeChecksum>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<set _SPS_arrayChecksum[0] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[80].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayChecksum[1] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[88].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayChecksum[2] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[50].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayChecksum[3] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[86].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayChecksum[4] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[8].includes("e")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayChecksum[5] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[18].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayChecksum[6] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[76].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayChecksum[7] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[62].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayChecksum[8] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[49].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayChecksum[9] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[34].includes("b")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayChecksum[10] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[12].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayChecksum[11] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[63].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayChecksum[12] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[41].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayChecksum[13] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[3].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayChecksum[14] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[28].includes("e")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayChecksum[15] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[68].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayChecksum[16] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[47].includes("a")>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ╔══╗ ╔══╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╗ ║ ╟──╢ ╠════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ SPI_DecodeFlag ║ ║ ║ ║ Save Password Interpreter: Decode Array (Flag) ║ ╟──╢ ╠═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ ║ ╚╗╔╝ ╟───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ║║ ║ Decodes the password pin array and fills the flag array based on the appropriate pins. ║ ║║ ╟─────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┐ ╚═══╝╚═══╩═════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╛ <</silently>><<widget SPI_DecodeFlag>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[0] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[15].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[1] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[15].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[2] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[25].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[3] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[86].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[4] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[7].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[5] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[24].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[6] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[14].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[7] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[57].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[8] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[37].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[9] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[9].includes("d")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[10] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[21].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[11] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[44].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[12] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[30].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[13] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[68].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[14] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[55].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[15] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[49].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[16] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[18].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[17] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[87].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[18] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[30].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[19] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[32].includes("b")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[20] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[89].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[21] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[79].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[22] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[15].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[23] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[41].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[24] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[67].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[25] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[71].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[26] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[10].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[27] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[8].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[28] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[5].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[29] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[61].includes("e")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[30] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[37].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[31] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[2].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[32] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[56].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[33] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[73].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[34] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[64].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[35] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[39].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[36] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[65].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[37] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[22].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[38] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[9].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[39] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[14].includes("c")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[40] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[7].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[41] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[75].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[42] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[20].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[43] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[47].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[44] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[66].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[45] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[27].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[46] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[17].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[47] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[31].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[48] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[38].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[49] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[78].includes("b")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[50] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[28].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[51] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[22].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[52] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[1].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[53] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[45].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[54] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[56].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[55] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[30].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[56] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[20].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[57] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[11].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[58] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[79].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[59] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[24].includes("e")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[60] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[53].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[61] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[51].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[62] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[44].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[63] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[9].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[64] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[40].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[65] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[39].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[66] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[5].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[67] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[17].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[68] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[47].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[69] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[77].includes("e")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[70] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[86].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[71] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[42].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[72] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[61].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[73] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[86].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[74] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[36].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[75] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[62].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[76] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[23].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[77] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[17].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[78] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[16].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[79] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[48].includes("d")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[80] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[10].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[81] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[69].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[82] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[30].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[83] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[88].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[84] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[74].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[85] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[16].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[86] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[17].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[87] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[62].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[88] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[76].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[89] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[25].includes("a")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[90] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[11].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[91] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[43].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[92] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[70].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[93] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[21].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[94] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[48].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[95] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[9].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[96] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[35].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[97] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[58].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[98] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[40].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[99] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[41].includes("b")>> -------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[100] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[41].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[101] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[57].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[102] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[41].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[103] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[2].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[104] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[6].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[105] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[81].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[106] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[24].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[107] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[76].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[108] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[80].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[109] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[38].includes("e")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[110] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[74].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[111] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[2].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[112] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[46].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[113] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[13].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[114] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[33].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[115] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[29].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[116] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[64].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[117] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[59].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[118] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[5].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[119] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[75].includes("c")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[120] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[11].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[121] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[24].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[122] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[17].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[123] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[28].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[124] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[85].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[125] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[46].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[126] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[77].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[127] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[43].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[128] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[20].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[129] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[4].includes("c")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[130] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[56].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[131] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[82].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[132] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[27].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[133] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[23].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[134] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[26].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[135] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[51].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[136] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[0].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[137] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[54].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[138] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[50].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[139] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[53].includes("e")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[140] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[20].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[141] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[77].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[142] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[8].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[143] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[3].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[144] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[57].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[145] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[21].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[146] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[45].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[147] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[32].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[148] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[13].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[149] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[57].includes("c")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[150] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[82].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[151] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[44].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[152] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[45].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[153] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[13].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[154] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[47].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[155] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[42].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[156] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[41].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[157] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[82].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[158] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[55].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[159] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[77].includes("b")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[160] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[74].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[161] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[11].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[162] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[35].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[163] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[8].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[164] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[36].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[165] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[70].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[166] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[59].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[167] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[12].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[168] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[87].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[169] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[15].includes("c")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[170] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[72].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[171] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[46].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[172] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[63].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[173] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[39].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[174] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[79].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[175] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[56].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[176] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[84].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[177] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[80].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[178] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[68].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[179] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[50].includes("d")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[180] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[73].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[181] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[81].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[182] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[84].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[183] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[4].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[184] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[33].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[185] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[64].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[186] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[0].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[187] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[22].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[188] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[87].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[189] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[44].includes("b")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[190] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[25].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[191] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[84].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[192] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[67].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[193] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[67].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[194] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[3].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[195] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[40].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[196] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[7].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[197] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[26].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[198] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[7].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[199] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[53].includes("a")>> -------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[200] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[79].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[201] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[77].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[202] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[47].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[203] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[64].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[204] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[34].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[205] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[32].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[206] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[58].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[207] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[72].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[208] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[72].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[209] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[1].includes("b")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[210] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[26].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[211] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[34].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[212] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[4].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[213] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[8].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[214] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[81].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[215] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[73].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[216] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[52].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[217] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[37].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[218] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[85].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[219] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[26].includes("a")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[220] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[70].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[221] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[5].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[222] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[69].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[223] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[70].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[224] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[39].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[225] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[57].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[226] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[87].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[227] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[54].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[228] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[59].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[229] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[71].includes("d")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[230] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[5].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[231] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[54].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[232] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[51].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[233] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[57].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[234] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[36].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[235] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[14].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[236] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[35].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[237] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[70].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[238] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[78].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[239] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[66].includes("c")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[240] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[62].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[241] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[52].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[242] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[89].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[243] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[28].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[244] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[43].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[245] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[16].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[246] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[52].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[247] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[50].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[248] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[66].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[249] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[88].includes("a")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[250] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[9].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[251] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[65].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[252] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[37].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[253] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[32].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[254] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[14].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[255] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[89].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[256] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[61].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[257] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[20].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[258] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[43].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[259] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[66].includes("d")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[260] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[62].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[261] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[15].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[262] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[18].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[263] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[44].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[264] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[26].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[265] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[10].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[266] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[21].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[267] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[32].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[268] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[34].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[269] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[34].includes("a")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[270] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[0].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[271] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[58].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[272] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[11].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[273] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[79].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[274] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[55].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[275] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[64].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[276] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[52].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[277] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[28].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[278] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[27].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[279] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[39].includes("a")>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[280] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[50].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[281] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[75].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[282] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[56].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[283] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[48].includes("e")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[284] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[71].includes("a")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[285] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[63].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[286] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[31].includes("b")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[287] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[1].includes("c")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[288] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[37].includes("d")>> <<set _SPS_arrayFlag[289] to _SPI_passwordPinArray[42].includes("a")>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ╔══╗ ╔══╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╗ ║ ╟──╢ ╠════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ SPI_DecodeDouble ║ ║ ║ ║ Save Password Interpreter: Decode Array (Double) ║ ╟──╢ ╠═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ ║ ╚╗╔╝ ╟───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ║║ ║ Decodes the password pin array and fills the double array based on the appropriate pins. ║ ║║ ╟─────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┐ ╚═══╝╚═══╩═════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╛ <</silently>><<widget SPI_DecodeDouble>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<set _SPS_arrayDouble[0] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[86].includes("e")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[86].includes("f"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayDouble[1] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[76].includes("b")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[76].includes("c"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayDouble[2] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[30].includes("e")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[30].includes("f"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayDouble[3] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[27].includes("b")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[27].includes("c"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayDouble[4] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[14].includes("e")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[14].includes("f"))>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayDouble[5] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[35].includes("a")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[35].includes("b"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayDouble[6] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[59].includes("b")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[59].includes("c"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayDouble[7] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[89].includes("b")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[89].includes("c"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayDouble[8] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[74].includes("d")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[74].includes("e"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayDouble[9] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[21].includes("e")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[21].includes("f"))>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayDouble[10] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[82].includes("a")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[82].includes("b"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayDouble[11] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[13].includes("a")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[13].includes("b"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayDouble[12] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[45].includes("b")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[45].includes("c"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayDouble[13] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[29].includes("a")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[29].includes("b"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayDouble[14] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[67].includes("a")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[67].includes("b"))>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayDouble[15] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[7].includes("e")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[7].includes("f"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayDouble[16] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[52].includes("e")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[52].includes("f"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayDouble[17] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[55].includes("b")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[55].includes("c"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayDouble[18] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[73].includes("a")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[73].includes("b"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayDouble[19] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[66].includes("e")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[66].includes("f"))>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayDouble[20] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[48].includes("a")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[48].includes("b"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayDouble[21] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[61].includes("b")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[61].includes("c"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayDouble[22] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[18].includes("b")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[18].includes("c"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayDouble[23] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[2].includes("b")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[2].includes("c"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayDouble[24] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[43].includes("e")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[43].includes("f"))>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ╔══╗ ╔══╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╗ ║ ╟──╢ ╠════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ SPI_DecodeTriple ║ ║ ║ ║ Save Password Interpreter: Decode Array (Triple) ║ ╟──╢ ╠═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ ║ ╚╗╔╝ ╟───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ║║ ║ Decodes the password pin array and fills the triple array based on the appropriate pins. ║ ║║ ╟─────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┐ ╚═══╝╚═══╩═════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╛ <</silently>><<widget SPI_DecodeTriple>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<set _SPS_arrayTriple[0] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[81].includes("b")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[81].includes("c"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayTriple[1] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[31].includes("c")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[31].includes("d"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayTriple[2] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[0].includes("b")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[0].includes("c"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayTriple[3] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[42].includes("b")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[42].includes("c"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayTriple[4] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[78].includes("c")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[78].includes("d"))>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayTriple[5] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[87].includes("a")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[87].includes("b"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayTriple[6] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[36].includes("d")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[36].includes("e"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayTriple[7] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[51].includes("c")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[51].includes("d"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayTriple[8] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[75].includes("a")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[75].includes("b"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayTriple[9] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[16].includes("c")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[16].includes("d"))>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayTriple[10] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[53].includes("b")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[53].includes("c"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayTriple[11] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[63].includes("d")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[63].includes("e"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayTriple[12] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[3].includes("a")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[3].includes("b"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayTriple[13] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[71].includes("b")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[71].includes("c"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayTriple[14] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[22].includes("c")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[22].includes("d"))>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ╔══╗ ╔══╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╗ ║ ╟──╢ ╠════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ SPI_DecodeQuadruple ║ ║ ║ ║ Save Password Interpreter: Decode Array (Quadruple) ║ ╟──╢ ╠═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ ║ ╚╗╔╝ ╟───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ║║ ║ Decodes the password pin array and fills the quadruple array based on the appropriate pins. ║ ║║ ╟─────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┐ ╚═══╝╚═══╩═════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╛ <</silently>><<widget SPI_DecodeQuadruple>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<set _SPS_arrayQuadruple[0] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[58].includes("d")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[58].includes("e")) + (4 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[58].includes("f"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayQuadruple[1] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[23].includes("a")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[23].includes("b")) + (4 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[23].includes("c"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayQuadruple[2] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[80].includes("d")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[80].includes("e")) + (4 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[80].includes("f"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayQuadruple[3] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[10].includes("b")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[10].includes("c")) + (4 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[10].includes("d"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayQuadruple[4] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[49].includes("c")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[49].includes("d")) + (4 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[49].includes("e"))>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayQuadruple[5] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[85].includes("b")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[85].includes("c")) + (4 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[85].includes("d"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayQuadruple[6] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[88].includes("d")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[88].includes("e")) + (4 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[88].includes("f"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayQuadruple[7] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[33].includes("c")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[33].includes("d")) + (4 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[33].includes("e"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayQuadruple[8] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[65].includes("a")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[65].includes("b")) + (4 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[65].includes("c"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayQuadruple[9] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[4].includes("d")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[4].includes("e")) + (4 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[4].includes("f"))>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arrayQuadruple[10] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[69].includes("b")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[69].includes("c")) + (4 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[69].includes("d"))>> <<set _SPS_arrayQuadruple[11] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[38].includes("a")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[38].includes("b")) + (4 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[38].includes("c"))>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ╔══╗ ╔══╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╗ ║ ╟──╢ ╠════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ SPI_DecodeSexruple ║ ║ ║ ║ Save Password Interpreter: Decode Array (Sextuple) ║ ╟──╢ ╠═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ ║ ╚╗╔╝ ╟───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ║║ ║ Decodes the password pin array and fills the sextuple array based on the appropriate pins. ║ ║║ ╟─────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┐ ╚═══╝╚═══╩═════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╛ <</silently>><<widget SPI_DecodeSextuple>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<set _SPS_arraySextuple[0] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[25].includes("d")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[25].includes("e")) + (4 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[25].includes("f"))>> <<set _SPS_arraySextuple[1] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[72].includes("d")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[72].includes("e")) + (4 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[72].includes("f"))>> <<set _SPS_arraySextuple[2] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[54].includes("d")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[54].includes("e")) + (4 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[54].includes("f"))>> <<set _SPS_arraySextuple[3] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[1].includes("d")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[1].includes("e")) + (4 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[1].includes("f"))>> <<set _SPS_arraySextuple[4] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[29].includes("d")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[29].includes("e")) + (4 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[29].includes("f"))>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPS_arraySextuple[5] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[84].includes("d")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[84].includes("e")) + (4 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[84].includes("f"))>> <<set _SPS_arraySextuple[6] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[12].includes("d")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[12].includes("e")) + (4 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[12].includes("f"))>> <<set _SPS_arraySextuple[7] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[40].includes("d")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[40].includes("e")) + (4 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[40].includes("f"))>> <<set _SPS_arraySextuple[8] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[46].includes("d")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[46].includes("e")) + (4 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[46].includes("f"))>> <<set _SPS_arraySextuple[9] to (_SPI_passwordPinArray[68].includes("d")) + (2 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[68].includes("e")) + (4 * _SPI_passwordPinArray[68].includes("f"))>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ╔══╗ ╔══╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╗ ║ ╟──╢ ╠════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ SPI_ReadChecksum ║ ║ ║ ║ Save Password Interpreter: Read Checksum Array ║ ╟──╢ ╠═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ ║ ╚╗╔╝ ╟───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ║║ ║ Reads the expected value of the checksum from the checksum array ║ ║║ ╟─────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┐ ╚═══╝╚═══╩═════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╛ <</silently>><<widget SPI_ReadChecksum>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<set _SPI_checksum to 0>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<set _SPI_checksum += (34627 * _SPS_arrayChecksum[0])>> <<set _SPI_checksum += (19820 * _SPS_arrayChecksum[1])>> <<set _SPI_checksum += (10102 * _SPS_arrayChecksum[2])>> <<set _SPI_checksum += (6000 * _SPS_arrayChecksum[3])>> <<set _SPI_checksum += (3171 * _SPS_arrayChecksum[4])>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPI_checksum += (1626 * _SPS_arrayChecksum[5])>> <<set _SPI_checksum += (870 * _SPS_arrayChecksum[6])>> <<set _SPI_checksum += (450 * _SPS_arrayChecksum[7])>> <<set _SPI_checksum += (226 * _SPS_arrayChecksum[8])>> <<set _SPI_checksum += (114 * _SPS_arrayChecksum[9])>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPI_checksum += (59 * _SPS_arrayChecksum[10])>> <<set _SPI_checksum += (31 * _SPS_arrayChecksum[11])>> <<set _SPI_checksum += (16 * _SPS_arrayChecksum[12])>> <<set _SPI_checksum += (8 * _SPS_arrayChecksum[13])>> <<set _SPI_checksum += (4 * _SPS_arrayChecksum[14])>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set _SPI_checksum += (2 * _SPS_arrayChecksum[15])>> <<set _SPI_checksum += (1 * _SPS_arrayChecksum[16])>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<set _SPI_validity to false>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ╔══╗ ╔══╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╗ ║ ╟──╢ ╠════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ SPI_ChecksumCheck ║ ║ ║ ║ Save Password Interpreter: Checksum Validity Check ║ ╟──╢ ╠═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ ║ ╚╗╔╝ ╟───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ║║ ║ Checks password validity by comparing stored checksum to password pin checksum. ║ ║║ ╟─────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┐ ╚═══╝╚═══╩═════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╛ <</silently>><<widget SPI_ChecksumCheck>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<if _SPS_checksum eq _SPI_checksum>> <<set _SPI_validity to true>> <<else>> <<set _SPI_invalidityID to 3>> <</if>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ╔══╗ ╔══╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╗ ║ ╟──╢ ╠════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ SPI_LoadPassword ║ ║ ║ ║ Save Password Interpreter: Load Password ║ ╟──╢ ╠═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ ║ ╚╗╔╝ ╟───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ║║ ║ Finalises save password interpretation by throwing the reader to the correct passage. ║ ║║ ╟─────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┐ ╚═══╝╚═══╩═════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╛ <</silently>><<widget SPI_LoadPassword>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<set _SPI_goTo to "W">> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<set _SPI_weekSetter to ((($tracking.daycount - ($tracking.daycount % 7)) / 7) + 1)>> <<set _SPI_goTo += _SPI_weekSetter>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<set _SPI_daySetter to ($tracking.daycount % 7)>> <<switch _SPI_daySetter>> <<case 0>> <<set _SPI_goTo += "M">> <<case 1>> <<set _SPI_goTo += "T">> <<case 2>> <<set _SPI_goTo += "W">> <<case 3>> <<set _SPI_goTo += "R">> <<case 4>> <<set _SPI_goTo += "F">> <<case 5>> <<set _SPI_goTo += "Sat">> <<case 6>> <<set _SPI_goTo += "Sun">> <</switch>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<if $control.outfitblock>> <<if $tracking.daycount eq 35>> <<WearOutfit "custom_disnarcrystal">> <</if>> <<else>> <<WearPajama>> <<if def $current_outfit.femvalue>> <<set $fem -= $current_outfit.femvalue>> <</if>> <</if>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<goto _SPI_goTo>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ╔══╗ ╔══╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╗ ║ ╟──╢ ╠════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ SPI_DisplayError ║ ║ ║ ║ Save Password Interpreter: Display Error Message ║ ╟──╢ ╠═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ ║ ╚╗╔╝ ╟───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ║║ ║ Displays the appropriate lack of validity error message. ║ ║║ ╟─────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┐ ╚═══╝╚═══╩═════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╛ <</silently>><<widget SPI_DisplayError>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<replace #error_message>><<silently>> -------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<switch _SPI_invalidityID>><<silently>> -------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<case 1>> <div style="font-weight: 550">Your password appears to be of wrong length. This usually happens because of copying a line break with the password.It can also be caused by an auto-replace script, in which case the password will be of a different length than is allowed (all of the allowed password lengths are listed on this page).</div> • Make sure to copy the password and nothing more. If the password itself is of allowed length then, it should work when used. • If you are running such a script, it is still possible to restore any password corrupted by it by simply reverting the changes made.<<silently>> -------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<case 2>> <div style="font-weight: 550">Your password appears to have characters that should not be in it. Usually, this happens as a result of an auto-replace script changing the password before you can copy it.</div> • If you are running such a script, it is still possible to restore any password corrupted by it by simply reverting the changes made. • If you are not running any such scripts and the password is genuine (i.e. gotten from within the story), feel free to send it in for fixing.<<silently>> -------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<case 3>> <div style="font-weight: 550">Your password appears to have a wrong checksum. This can happen either as a result of trying to hand-craft a password or because of a bug with the password system.</div> • If the password is one given to you by the story, please send it in for fixing (preferably to Kazeto, though you can send it to brick to pass on) with information on the exact version you are using and as much other information as you can add. • If the password is one you tried making on your own, then be assured that the chances of any random string working are too low to make it a viable course of action.<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><</switch>><</replace>><</widget>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">>Waking is up a chore. At first because you think you're still asleep. It certainly feels that way. But even once you know you're awake it's not like the process of getting out of bed becomes easier. Something about your bedroom reminds you of the dreams that plagued you. You can't recall them, only the sense of dread they left you with. All you know is that you don't feel rested or refreshed. Instead your head aches and your eyes strain with tiredness. Wonderful. The week isn't even half over and you're already a tired wreck. At this rate you'll be an actual zombie by Friday. Maybe if you're lucky on Saturday a scientist will animate your corpse and you can go terrorize him for the rest of his days. Wouldn't that be lovely? Perhaps you can compel him to create a <<if $femgate gte 85>>groom<<else>>bride<</if>> as a partner for you. But nah, that sounds like the plot of a terrible sequel. You chug some water to ease the pounding in your head. No luck. If anything it increases, as if some angry monkey with a drum is in your skull and he is pissed that you just doused him with liquid. It's not even a good beat. Stupid monkey. Stupid, spiteful monkey. Skipping breakfast, you head right for the eWardrobe. You don't have an appetite this morning. Maybe you'll be hungrier come lunch time. For now you should just get ready for work. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<routes>> ║ │ <<job "store">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work store">> ║ │ <<job "res">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work res">> ║ │ <</routes>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>Once you're dressed and ready to go [[you leave the cottage.|W8W][$control.location to _passagelink]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store">>Justine isn't working this morning, which sucks<<if $femgate gte 85>> donkey dick.<<else>>.<</if>> As shitty as you feel you were really looking forward to a delicious coffee waiting for you. Not that you only like her because of the coffee. She's a great friend, blah blah blah. But right now you'd stab a bitch for some java. Actually, screw it. Just because she's not here doesn't mean you can't get your fix. You just won't mention it to her. It's hard to know what she'll consider "cheating" sometimes. Depending on the day and her mood she may get irate just to hear that you drank someone else's brew. There are two cars in line, but the dark-skinned barista is efficient about getting your drink ready while also servicing her customers. Well, you suppose you're technically a customer. She did make you pay, after all. Coffee in hand [[you head into work.|W8W][$control.location to "Work store 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 2">>Benny is scheduled with you today. As usual he's already behind the counter when you arrive. And also as usual there's plenty of incomplete work all around him, all of which is necessary for the store to open. The only thing out of the ordinary today is that instead of playing on his phone Benny is bent over a small slip of paper. You sigh and set your coffee down on the counter while you mentally catalogue everything you need to do. @@.yellow;"Hey, Benny. How's it going?"@@ @@.benny;"Mmm."@@ Typical. Whatever he's doodling is more important than his job. Not that you're that surprised. Benny's approach to life seems to be "do the bare minimum if you absolutely have to do something at all" and he follows it religiously. Whenever you're scheduled to open with him it means you have to do all the work while he does nothing. He's good at ringing people up, but you challenge anyone to suck at a task that involves swiping products over a laser and then tapping a keyboard key. [[Your head pounds even worse.|W8W][$control.location to "Work store 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 3">><<AddBreath_Strong "coffee">>Taking one more sip of coffee, you set about doing the morning cleaning. You've just begun to wipe down the glass doors in the refrigerated section when you hear the door to the back office open. To your surprise Hillary comes bustling out. @@.hillary;"Mornin', $name! Don't mind me. Just droppin' off everyone's ballots for Harry. I'll be out of your hair in two shakes of a lamb's tail."@@ @@.yellow;"Ballots?"@@ @@.hillary;"That's right. If Frank or any of the coffee girls come in tell them their ballots are on my desk. That reminds me. You don't have one because you're not a registered citizen, so don't worry about having to do anything extra. Except for tellin' the others where I'm leaving 'em. Oh, did we get that new diet cola in?"@@ Your manager makes a beeline for the refrigerator right next to you. @@.yellow;"Is that for the mayor thing?"@@ @@.hillary;"Mhm, but we don't call it a thing, dear. We call it voting. Don't tell me you don't know what a ballot is? Haven't you voted before, dear? It's your civic duty, you know."@@ [[She cracks open a can of soda and sighs with contentment as she takes the first sip.|W8W][$control.location to "Work store 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 4">>You'll never understand people who are so addicted to something that they can't function without it. Doesn't Hillary know how bad soda is for you? The caffeine and sugar alone make it terrible, forget about everything else. @@.yellow;"I haven't had a chance to vote since I turned eighteen. But why do you guys use paper? Back in the city we had machines for voting."@@ @@.hillary;"Machines,"@@ Hillary scoffs. @@.hillary;"That's the trouble with your generation, $name. You use machines for everything. Don't get me wrong, I like having my feet washed as much as the next gal. But I know how to wash my feet even if that eWardrobe breaks down. What are you gonna do if your votin' machine breaks? Do you even know how to do it another way?"@@ You try your best but you don't see what dirty feet have to do with elections. @@.yellow;"All of your voting booths are broken?"@@ @@.hillary;"What? No! Well, maybe. I don't know. Point is we use pen and paper like we was meant to."@@ As weird as that it, [[the most surprising aspect of all this still has to be that Benny is actually participating.|W8W][$control.location to "Work store 5"]] @@.yellow;'Wow. Everyone here sure takes voting seriously."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 5">>Hillary follows your gaze to the register and your lazy peer. @@.hillary;"Some more than others,"@@ she admits. @@.hillary;"This year is a little different for us. We all want to support Harry. He's worked so hard on the Baker campaign that the least we can do is vote."@@ @@.yellow;"I thought the other candidate was going to pull out. What's the point? Isn't it obvious that Mr. Baker is going to win?"@@ @@.hillary;"We still have to vote, dear. If we don't vote we can't elect anyone. Not to mention nothing is set in stone. The people can write in a different candidate. That's what makes America so great! That's happened before, ya know. Not here but I heard from my cousin up north that one of their congressmen was picked by write in."@@ Hillary nods sagely as if this settles the argument. @@.yellow;"I guess that makes sense. Okay. If anyone comes in I'll let them know."@@ @@.hillary;"When, not if, dear. I know how good-hearted my employees are and I know they'll be linin' up to show support for our Harry."@@ Over by the register you can hear Benny snorting in response. [[Having said her peace, Hillary takes her leave.|W8W][$control.location to "Work store 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 6">>Benny takes his sweet time filling out the ballot. Either the slip of paper contains the world's tiniest font or your coworker is milking the task for all it's worth. I can't possibly imagine Benny dragging his feet in order to get out of work. Even though the thought is silent you hope he can sense the sarcasm emanating from you. If he does there's no reaction to let you know. You narrow your eyes and shoot a glare at his back. You're positive he couldn't have felt that either, but somehow the pen in his hand inexplicably moves even slower. Thanks to the fresh cup of coffee the roaring in your head dulls to a tolerable pounding. It's not pleasant by any means, but you can manage to work with it. When Benny finally finishes voting you mention to him that you aren't feeling great. You figure that since he's always trying to avoid work he deserves to pick up the slack for once. Instead of ignoring you – which you'd expected – or agreeing to do extra – which you'd hoped for – Benny's response is completely <<if $route.candice or $route.chris>>out of left field<<else>>unanticipated<</if>>. @@.benny;"You on your period?"@@ You have to fight down the temptation to throw something at his head. Seriously? The one time you ask him to do anything and complain of not feeling well and he instantly assumes it's related to your period. What an ass. If you were presenting as Danny he wouldn't have assumed that. Well, obviously. But still, it's not fair! Individuals of any gender should be able to not feel well without it being blamed on hormones or whatever. Again, [[Benny is unfazed by the glare you aim at him.|W8W][$control.location to "Work store 7"]] He simply shrugs and pulls out his phone. Fantastic.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 7">>Fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately since it makes work drag on, there aren't many customers to deal with throughout your shift. You can't really blame them, either. It's a nice day outside. Under other conditions you'd feel a longing to accept the sun's invitation and get out of this fishbowl that you call "the workplace." Not today. The bright rays of natural light only amplify the throbbing in your skull and you find yourself wishing that the sun would douse itself, if only out of respect for your headache. You find yourself watching the clock with an almost religious devotion. Why don't more people worship timepieces? Time rules everything. We set our whole lives by the clock. Shouldn't there be whole sects of religion out there for time? Like a buff guy with a long white beard who has people pray using stopwatches. That sounds about right. You'd have fun playing as him and other time gods in Call of Deity. Knowing the devs, though, all the time deities would either be broken and too powerful or they'd be completely underwhelming. Real or not, Our Lord of Time takes his sweet fucking time. Is it your imagination or is the second hand moving slower? Maybe it's in cahoots with Benny and both want to make you miserable. I swear, if the clock suggests I'm on my period I'm going to break something. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. [[Thirty more minutes and you'll be done with work.|W8W][$control.location to "Work store 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 8">><<if $route.lyle>>And then, to your surprise, a familiar face walks in fifteen minutes before your shift is set to end. Chills travel the length of your spine like a train going round-trip from one end of the country to another. Every vertebra is a stop on a scenic tour of hell. Next to you Benny stiffens. Evidently even your laconic, disinterested coworker knows who Lyle is. The Sail locks eyes with you and one corner of his lips turn up, the smallest of smiles on a cruel face. Your heart pounds harder seeing that tiny smile. That tiny smile has been the harbinger of so many terrible things. Your mouth dries as your mind conjures up horribly fantasies of what's in store for you. Lyle swaggers up to the counter as if he were the building's owner instead of a customer. You find yourself wondering whether he has a weapon with him. Possibly a gun, at the very least a sharp knife. The first time you ever saw him he had a gun in hand. What if he has one now? If he here to rob the store? Or here for you? How did he even know that you worked here? Maybe Janet told him. Or Camilla. It's not exactly a secret that you work here. He could have found out any number of ways. Or it could be a coincidence. @@.lyle;"Hey, $name."@@ [[His smile bores into you.|W8W][$control.location to "Lyle"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>It's a bit unethical, but you end up clocking out about five minutes earlier than you're supposed. You reason that Benny can handle is solo for a little longer than he's supposed to. And hey, if anyone asks you'll just say you were on your period as an excuse. Might as well use his own words against him. The dick.<<AddFem 1>> You climb onto your bike, your head pounding like the monkey gave up his drum and instead invited other monkeys over for a giant monkey sex orgey where they all fuck against the walls of your head. Stupid fucking monkeys. It's so bad that you have to fight down the urge to vomit. The headache itself is making you nauseous. Or maybe it's that you hardly ate anything today. With a sigh you keep pedaling. Once you get to the cottage you can pop some aspirin and lay down on the couch. With all the lights off it should be tolerable. <<if $flag.botanics and $flag.workstupidity>>You get to a crossroads that it looks familiar. Oh right, Calvin lives this way. Calvin, the obnoxious loudmouth who acts as Justine's drug hook-up. You'd kill for some weed right now. You bet that would help your head. …Actually, yeah, it probably would. Why not? [[Go see Calvin.|W8W][$control.location to "Drugs"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>[[You try to get home as quickly as you can.|W8W][$control.location to "Home"]]<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle">>There's a scant growth of hair on Lyle's head, as if he hasn't had time recently to see that it's shaved. His eyes look tired. Maybe he isn't getting enough sleep. Overall you'd guess the last few days have been rough for him. By contrast his leather vest is so spotless you'd wager it's either brand new or freshly laundered. The perks of his family owning a laundry, I guess. His black t-shirt also looks freshly bleached but your eyes pick up some dark stains near the collar. Lyle's worn blue jeans are less subtle about the copious stains they've picked up; every dark color under the evil rainbow is represented on the old denim. Your voice hitches in your throat. @@.yellow;"Hi."@@ The word rasps out, small and hesitant in the face of Lyle's confidence. You can feel yourself shrinking where you stand. Lyle's eyes flick to your side, to where Benny stands next to you. To his credit your coworker doesn't flee under the weight of the Sails' gaze, but you feel as well see him trembling. Beads of sweat cruise down Benny's neck like passengers disembarking a runaway freight train. @@.lyle;"Do I know you?"@@ Benny shakes his head no, his lips pursed so tightly that they're losing their color. [[Lyle may not know Benny, but Benny sure knows Lyle.|W8W][$control.location to "Lyle 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle 2">>@@.lyle;"Then get the fuck out of my sight."@@ As if an invisible chain has been severed Benny dashes away from the counter. For someone so lethargic he sure moves quickly when properly motivated. Your coworker disappears into Hillary's office, the door shutting with an audible click. You wonder if he locked it. Not that a flimsy lock like that could stop anyone who was determined enough. Like a Sail. Like Lyle. Maybe it just makes Benny feel better to have the appearance of security. @@.lyle;"Alone at last. Miss me?"@@ There's something about seeing Lyle at work. It's different from seeing him at the Sails' clubhouse or your home. The cottage is so remote and out-of-sight that when Lyle visits you can convince yourself it's a dream. It's unreal; nobody can see him there or knows he's visiting you. His time there is temporary. Once he's gone there's no indication that he's been. You please him and he leaves and you can pretend it never happened. Hell, Camilla and Hawthorne have also been to your cottage. You know that if you're at home you might get a surprise visit from a Sail at any time. And the clubhouse, well that's Lyle's territory. You can divorce it all in your mind. The you in your brain isn't the you that's going to the clubhouse. It's acting, a part you're forced to play. But here it's different. You have coworkers and customers who know you. The store is a place where you get to be Work $name and play a role that has nothing to do with the Sails. [[Until now.|W8W][$control.location to "Lyle 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle 3">><<AddFem 4>>Lyle coming here means he's bringing two separate parts of your life together. What will people think about you now? Will more of them call you a windtrap? Your eyes flick to the security cameras on the store's ceiling. Will Hillary see this? Will Harry? How many people watched Lyle swagger in here? At the very least Benny knows. Your coworker will be able to tell people that a Sail came to see you. There will be gossip. Townsfolk will talk. Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh – @@.lyle;"I asked you a question,"@@ Lyle snarls. His fingers dig into the counter so hard that you expect them to leave deep grooves behind. You squeak, an involuntary reaction to his anger. @@.yellow;"Sorry,"@@ you whisper. @@.lyle;"And?"@@ You hang your head, defeated. @@.yellow;"Yes,"@@ you say in the same small voice. @@.lyle;"Yes what?"@@ @@.yellow;"Yes, I missed you."@@ [[Every act of compliance is another victory for the gang member.|W8W][$control.location to "Lyle 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle 4">>@@.lyle;"Better,"@@ Lyle smirks. @@.lyle;"See? Not so hard, was it? Next time don't make me ask twice. You won't like me if I have to act twice."@@ You gulp, too paralyzed by the implications to say anything. All you can do is bow your head and hope that Lyle accepts the act as a sign of acquiescence. @@.lyle;"Glad we understand each other. C'mon, let's go."@@ Lyle turns and sets off toward the store's entrance. Once again, you're paralyzed. @@.yellow;"Go?"@@ you squeak out. @@.lyle;"What? Do you want to fuck in here? C'mon, let's go. I don't have all day, and if you don't drain my nuts before I gotta get to this thing then I'm gonna be pissed as all hell."@@ He pauses to look at an energy drink. Or maybe it's the beer next to it. Oh no. No no no. So he's going to either fuck you in your place of work or fuck you… where? Did he bring a car here? It doesn't matter. He can't stay here. You need to [[get him out|W8W][$control.location to "Lyle 5"]] immediately before anything else happens.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle 5">>Your feet take short, quick steps after Lyle. Out front you spot two bikes, one of which must be his. Lyle walks past the vehicles. You're confused by the direction he's going in. As you watch he disappears into the alley behind the store. Seeing no other choice you follow him. If I make this fast it'll be fine. I'll convince him that I want to fool around later. He'll be happy to wait for it. Even in your head you come off as unconvincing. The alley behind the store is no different than it was when Justine dragged you out here to get high. But did the trash stink as badly then? Was the dumpster always so sinister looking? When did the pile of recycling in the corner grow so chaotic? Lyle stands there, impatiently waiting for you to meet his expectations. He gestures as his crotch. An emphatic reminder of the person you've become. You fall to your knees, your hands shaking as you unzip Lyle's jeans. This is awful. What do you do? What can you do? Try your best, you suppose. Get him off as fast possible and maybe he'll be gone before anyone can really notice that a Sail has been here. But Lyle always picks up on your subtle motives. He typically demands total obedience. The best path forward might be acting compliant and letting him do whatever he wants. [[Your best blowjob.|W8W][$control.location to "Lyle blowjob"]] [[Just be his fuckhole. He'll get mad if you do anything else.|W8W][$control.location to "Lyle sex"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle blowjob ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle blowjob">><<AddBlowjob "Lyle">><<AddFem 2>>You take Lyle in your mouth, your lips and tongue gently closing on the head of his dick. Inch by inch you slowly suckle it down. Every vein, every crease. Your lips mouth knows them well. @@.lyle;"That's right. I can tell you've been hungry for my cock."@@ Even without looking you know Lyle's sneering. You'd worried he might guess that you're giving your all just to hurry this up, but instead he'd taken it and degraded you with it. @@.lyle;"You need it, don't you? You're fucking addicted to my cum."@@ He hits the back of your throat and you choke. But you don't bite. You know better. You retake control, using one hand to hold his shaft steady while the other plays with his balls. You're behind your workplace, on your knees, blowing a guy while you're still clocked in. Somehow this a whole new level of humiliating. Lyle laughs. But when he speaks the words sound cruel. @@.lyle;"I asked you a fucking question."@@ @@.yellow;"Yes, I need your cum,"@@ you gasp out. @@.yellow;"I'm addicted to it. Please give it to me!"@@ It's dirty talk. To get him off quicker. That's all. You need to get him off. [[That's all.|W8W][$control.location to "Lyle blowjob 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle blowjob 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle blowjob 2">><<AddFem 2>>You freeze. There's a sound down the alleyway, like boots slapping against pavement. Out of the corner of your eye you see someone walking up. @@.lyle;"Did I fucking tell you to stop?"@@ You force yourself to resume blowing him. Your ears strain to approximate the location of the stranger. Doesn't Lyle realize that someone else is there? Doesn't he care? @@.red;"Damn. You weren't kidding earlier. I've never seen a whore so desperate for cock."@@ Your face burns with humiliation at the stranger's words. He steps into view of your periphery and you're finally able to see him. Short, yet surprisingly full, dark hair. His voice and face don't match; he sounds like an older man, but his face is so youthful that you'd put him closer to yours and Lyle's age. Perhaps he's a smoker and the raspy voice is a side effect. You can't quite see the crest on his leather vest, but you don't need to in order to know that he must be a member of some gang. Underneath it he's wearing flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled up, showing off forearms thick with muscle and tattoos. [[He might be a stranger to you, but it seems like Lyle knows him.|W8W][$control.location to "Lyle blowjob 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle blowjob 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle blowjob 3">><<AddBreath_Strong "cum">>@@.lyle;"She loves it. Only thing she likes more than dick is cum."@@ @@.red;"Fuck, I can tell. Dirty slut wants to drink you dry, eh?"@@ You can't tell what's worse. The stuff they're saying about you is terrible. And they're saying it right above your head, as if you're not the type of person to be offended by it. Or as if you're not a person at all. Either way, it's fucked up. You're not an object, and you're not some sex-crazed nympho. No matter what Lyle says. Or how he treats you. Lyle grunts and you can tell he's getting close. His penis always gets really hard right before he cums, hard like a thick metal bar. Not much longer. Does he plan on ejaculating while another guy watches? Is that something men do? Fuck, this whole situation couldn't be any weirder. The answer to both questions is yes. Flannel Shirt doesn't look away once, his eyes trained on your face the entire time. You feel his gaze beating into you even while Lyle is ejaculating a torrent into your mouth. For a brief second there's silence. You make use of it by wiping your lips on the back of your hand. [[The words you've been dreading come next.|W8W][$control.location to "Lyle blowjob 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle blowjob 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle blowjob 4">>@@.red;"My turn. This better be as good as you promised."@@ @@.lyle;"Don't worry. She'll give you the best head you ever had."@@ Lyle offers a look that says, You fucking better. Or else. @@.red;"Let me be the judge of that. If she isn't as good as you say I'm taking that muffler back."@@ For fuck's sakes, you're being prostituted out for a fucking car part. Not even a whole car, just a small piece of one! What the fuck is a muffler? What does that even do? Lyle steps back and then away. While he fumbles with his pants the stranger takes his place in front of you. The stranger unzips and his cock practically falls out. It's already somewhat hard, possibly from watching you earlier. [[Maybe that means he'll be fast.|W8W][$control.location to "Lyle blowjob 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle blowjob 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle blowjob 5">><<AddBlowjob "sail">>Your throat feels slightly sore, but not too much. Maybe if you can avoid deep-throating this stranger you'll prevent it from getting worse. Lyle continues to offer you hard glares. The silent threat still hangs in the air. Do a good job. Or else. You're not stupid enough to test him on what "or else" entails. Much like with Lyle minutes earlier, you pour everything you have to giving this dude the best dome of his life. His dark, curly pubes stick out like a judgmental bush. You don't even know his name! How the fuck did you let things get to this point? The stranger groans appreciatively as you begin suckling him. Once again you find yourself paying special attention to the movements of your mouth. The way your tongue flicks around his head. How your teeth gently graze the skin of his shaft. The feeling of your nails caressing his sack. @@.red;"Fuck,"@@ he exhales. He sinks back a bit, letting the store's back wall support his weight. His knees bend enough that you worry he'll topple over. Fortunately he seems to find the right angle to maintain his balance while still relaxing. [[Not long now.|W8W][$control.location to "Lyle blowjob 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle blowjob 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle blowjob 6">><<AddBreath_Strong "cum">>He's saltier than Lyle. Maybe it's a diet thing. At least it's over. You lean back on your knees and try not to choke so hard that your throat gets any sorer. @@.red;"It's nice when someone's found their calling."@@ Flannel Shirt and Lyle are now sharing a cigarette. They're talking above your head like you were a pet. Or a piece of household décor. Only in this case your "house" is a dirty alley. @@.red;"My cousin has the sweetest voice you ever heard. Like an angel. She's made to sing, ya know? It's in her DNA. And this whore?"@@ He jerks his thumb at you. @@.red;"Born to suck dick. You were right. The muffler and fifty off our next deal."@@ Lyle's smile doesn't reach his cold eyes. Those same eyes flick down to you and you realize something in your gut. He's never going to let me go. No matter what Janet schemes or plans. [[The two criminals walk off down the alley.|W8W][$control.location to "Lyle blowjob 7"]] They leave without a backward glance, gifting you nothing more than the strong aroma of cigarettes and the lingering taste of cum.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle blowjob 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle blowjob 7">><<AddFem 1>>When you stagger back into the store for your stuff Benny is cautiously peering out of Hillary's office. He stands just behind the door, watching the two motorcycles drive off. You walk quickly and keep your head down. First you clock out, then you grab your shit. Then you're gone. If you're fast Benny might not see your smeared makeup or the dried cum around your mouth. You leave without saying goodbye. You don't know if Benny is going to tell anyone, but since it's Benny maybe they'll disregard it. He's always so quiet and weird. If he tries to tell anyone you can say he's lying. As long as nobody checks the security footage you'll be fine. Get on your bike and [[go home.|W8W][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle sex ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle sex">><<AddBlowjob "Lyle">>You open your mouth, resigned to what's coming. Lyle gleefully shoves his dick in as far as it will go. In this case the limit seems to be the back of your throat. His cock painfully strikes there once, twice. Fuck, my throat is going to be sore after this. Great. Lyle's hands settle onto either side of your head. His strong fingers intertwine with your hair. It sits in his hands like handlebars. Does that make you the bike? The forceful, savage thrusts continue. You almost feel like a ragdoll; it's easier to do nothing and let Lyle have his way. Probably less painful for you, too. @@.lyle;"C'mon, slut. Don't make me do all the work."@@ You hadn't realized that you'd gone totally slack. You'd figured Lyle would prefer compliance, but [[maybe this wasn't the type of submission he wanted.|W8W][$control.location to "Lyle sex 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle sex 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle sex 2">>Apparently you still aren't behaving to Lyle's liking. @@.lyle;"What's wrong with you?"@@ The Sail spits with frustration. He growls before pushing you away from him. His dick slides out of your mouth and rests a few inches from your face. Lyle still has hold of your hair, but otherwise the two of you aren't touching. @@.lyle;"What's the matter, did the stupid bitch finally accept her place?"@@ You stare at the floor, your face burning from his harsh comments. It's easy to tell that he's trying to get a rise out of you. But is he right? Is this you giving up? But that's confusing. You would have thought he'd be happy about that. @@.lyle;"Fine."@@ His fists clench your hair tighter. @@.lyle;"Let's see if this makes you react."@@ He abruptly lets go before wrapping a hand around your throat, his grip like iron. Lyle whirls you around and you feel your pants rip as he yanks on the waistband. @@.lyle;"Let's see how this feel. You'd better hope you lubed me up enough."@@ And then [[he rams his dick into your asshole.|W8W][$control.location to "Lyle sex 3"]] <<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle sex 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle sex 3">><<AddAnal "Lyle">><<AddFem 2>>Despite the lackluster effort your mouth must have been doing a decent enough job. Lyle's dick slides into your ass with no trouble. @@.yellow;"Oh fuck,"@@ you groan without even being aware of it. @@.lyle;"You dirty fucking slut. This is what you were after the whole time. I've never met a girl who gets off on taking it up the ass like you do."@@ You try to hang your head and stare down, as if you could withdraw from Lyle's comments, but he doesn't let you. Again he takes hold of your hair, this time grabbing the back so tightly that your head is yanked up. Which means you're staring right at the mouth of the alley when an unknown figure steps into it. He's wearing a leather vest, like Lyle's. At once you're able to see that he's a Sail. Beneath the vest he has a flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a pair of faded blue jeans. His hair is short but thick and healthy, a dark color that could be a deep brown or a light black. He looks to be about yours and Lyle's age. @@.red;"You said she gives the best blowjobs, so why you fucking her?"@@ His voice catches you off guard. He sounds much older than he looks. @@.lyle;"Shut the fuck up,"@@ Lyle snaps back. @@.lyle;"I left her mouth you. Trust me, she'll give you the blowjob of your life."@@ His grip tightens on your hair, [[an unspoken – yet utterly clear – message.|W8W][$control.location to "Lyle sex 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle sex 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle sex 4">><<AddBlowjob "sail">>The other Sail wastes no time. He takes long, purposeful strides down the alley. His hands undo his zipper as he walks. His cock is free before he's even reached where you're bent over, struggling to maintain your balance as Lyle fucks your ass. Lyle goes in as far as he can. His balls slap your exposed backside as he fills you to the brim. You let out another involuntary gasp. The new Sail takes advantage of your wide-open mouth. Before you know it you're being spit-roasted. One of Lyle's hands cups your slit. His fingers grind into you and you again can't help yourself from moaning. @@.red;"Shit,"@@ the stranger Sail rasps out, @@.red;"you weren't kidding about her mouth."@@ @@.lyle;"What did I tell you? Best cocksucker of all the windtraps."@@ His fingers exert more pressure, reminding you of what he wants you to be doing. <<AddFem 2>> It's not easy to pay attention to your oral skills when there's a dick in your ass. You try your best. Eventually it just feels like [[both men are fucking your holes without any regard for you.|W8W][$control.location to "Lyle sex 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle sex 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle sex 5">><<AddBreath_Strong "cum">><<if $femgate gte 90>><<AddFem 3>>You try your hardest to focus on the blowjob. You don't want to risk Lyle's wrath, after all. But it's not easy. Between Lyle's dick in your ass and his fingers on your slit you're getting really turned on. Much to your chagrin your hips are moving back of their own accord, meeting Lyle's thrusts so that every plunge of his cock makes your tits feel electric. Oh fuck, I'm going to cum. This is it, the lowest you can possibly go. Orgasming because you're being fucked by two dudes in an alley. Holy shit. How has your life gotten to this point? You cum, shuddering on Lyle's penis and moaning on the stranger's cock. The stranger is watching you with heavy breaths, his pupils too wide. He seems entranced by your own arousal.<<else>><<AddFem 1>>Your worldview narrows to the dick between your lips. You don't dare risk Lyle's wrath, after all. It's not easy to ignore the cock in your ass. Still, you're able to pour everything you have into blowing this strange Sail. And you can tell it's working. His eyes are closed, rolled up into the back of his skull. He's groaning with appreciation at you efforts. It's kind of amazing, actually. That you can turn on any guy so easily. The tiniest of orgasms quakes through you. It's a miniature one, smaller than what you're used to. But it still catches you by surprise.<</if>> The two men cum at the same time as you. Hot seed fills your ass and mouth at the same time. You choke on jizz while your ass clamps down to prevent the sticky gunk from leaking down your buttcheeks. @@.lyle;"Well?"@@ @@.red;"Pretty fuckin' hot. You were right man. You can keep the muffler and I'll give you a discount on our next deal."@@ [[…this was all for a piece of car junk?|W8W][$control.location to "Lyle sex 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle sex 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle sex 6">>You collapse onto the alley's floor. Your pants are torn at the waist, forcing you to hold them up with both hands. Cum has somehow gotten onto your shirt and your hair, with more oozing down the backside of your trousers. You hear the sound of a lighter being struck and then the acrid odor of cigarettes fills the alley. You glance up, through your hair, and watch the two Sails lean against the wall. They don't even deign to look at you. @@.red;"You ready for tonight,"@@ the unknown one asks before pulling on his cigarette. @@.lyle;"Yeah,"@@ Lyle exhales a cloud of smoke. @@.lyle;"It'll be a rough week after this, but it'll be worth it."@@ The other man nods. The two slowly saunter down the alley. You stay where you are until you hear their motorcycles starting and then leaving the parking lot. [[Finally you get up.|W8W][$control.location to "Lyle sex 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lyle sex 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lyle sex 7">>Benny gapes at you as you walk into the store. You can't blame him. You saw your reflection in the window, you know you how you look. Cum plastered onto your face and in your hair. More on your blouse. Your pants are torn with even more cum stains on them. You look like a used whore. You feel like one, too. You ignore Benny and make your way to the counter so you can clock out and get your stuff. You have to take short, measured steps. If you don't all the jizz in your ass will fall out. You don't think your pants will manage to keep it all in. The last thing you want to do is leak spunk all over the floor of your workplace. Benny is still gaping at you as you gather your stuff. @@.yellow;"Don't say shit,"@@ you snap at him. To your surprise he nods quickly, a fearful gesture. Why is he afraid of you? Does he think you're with the Sails or something? Whatever, it doesn't matter. More short steps and you make it to your bike. This is going to be gross, but there's no avoiding it. You sigh and climb on. Cum instantly falls out of your ass. [[Time for a long, disgusting ride home.|W8W][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Drugs ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Drugs">>You don't even know if Calvin will be home. The last time you saw him he was with his roommates. Or whatever they were to him. Friends? It didn't really seem that way. I wonder if he's still living with them. Maybe they got sick of him and he's been kicked out. You wouldn't blame them. You're not much further from their place. Well, if Calvin is still living there then you've got good odds on finding him at home. It's not like he'd be out at a job, right? Not when his work is dealing drugs. The house comes into view. You pedal up to the lawn and then wheel your bike off to the side where it won't be too noticeable. Given how aged it is you aren't too concerned with someone stealing it but it's still better not to tempt anyone. With no small amount of anxiety you scale the steps and rap on the front door. This is the second time you've come here for drugs. What are you doing? Are you becoming a druggie? Great. Most people have problems when they move from the country to the city. I'm the only idiot in the world who becomes an addict by leaving the city. Does it count as addiction if you're trying to get high so you can get rid of a headache? [[No answer so far.|W8W][$control.location to "Drugs 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Drugs 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Drugs 2">>Maybe nobody will be home. Or maybe one of Calvin's roommates will tell you that the scrawny dealer has moved on to greener pastures. Either way you'll just head home. Your headache will have to be soothed with aspirin instead of illegal drugs. Not the end of the world. Of course, maybe Calvin answers after all. Maybe he hooks you up with something to ease the pounding in your skull. That would be nice, too. You wait and wait. You wait so long for someone to answer the door that you end up thinking nobody is home. You're actually turning to go back down the steps and get on your bike when the door cracks open behind you. @@.calvin;'Sup?"@@ The greeting is hushed. A sunken eye in pale flesh peeks out from behind the door. @@.yellow;"Um. Calvin?"@@ @@.calvin;"Who's asking?"@@ The door doesn't open any wider. @@.yellow;"$name? We met at the barn party, with Justine. I came by a while back to buy off you."@@ [[So far all of this is really weird and shady.|W8W][$control.location to "Drugs 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Drugs 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Drugs 3">>@@.calvin;"What do you want?"@@ @@.yellow;"Um. I wanted to buy again."@@ No response. The eye continues to blearily stare you. @@.yellow;"Can you let me in?"@@ Calvin deliberates for a second. You almost think he's going to say no but then the door slowly swings open. It's so dark inside that you can't make anything out. Well, here goes. Out of the bright, sunny day and into the creepy, dark house. Awesome. Just awesome. Once your eyes adjust you notice that the house looks much like it did the first time you came. The main difference is that all of the curtains are drawn. The lack of natural light lends everything a sinister, almost unhealthy look. But really it's all pretty much the same. [[Except for Calvin.|W8W][$control.location to "Drugs 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Drugs 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Drugs 4">>He was always on the lighter side, even from that first time you met him. Now, though? He appears to have somehow lost weight. Like, a lot of weight. He went from skinny to dangerously thin. You half worry that you'll sneeze and he'll somehow snap in half. There are deep, dark circles under his eyes. His face is drawn and pale. Either he just saw a ghost or he's been avoiding the sun with a religious-like fervor. He's wearing a tank top that hangs so loosely against his frame that it looks like a child wearing their father's shirt for bed. Underneath a pair of basketball shorts two thin sticks masquerading as legs jut out. He beckons for you to follow him. His hand jerks up and down, reminding you of a marionette doll being poorly manipulated by an amateur. His head turns back toward you, his eyes darting everywhere. It's as if he thinks someone followed you inside. @@.calvin;"How much you want?"@@ You're almost <<if $femgate gte 86>><<AddFem 1>>offended<<else>>surprised<</if>> that he isn't hitting on you. He did last time. What changed between now and then? It's not like you got uglier since you were last here. You force the thought out of your mind. You came here for a reason, after all. <<if $femgate gte 86>>And flirting with an ass wasn't it. <</if>>@@.yellow;"However much. I don't need a lot."@@ Only enough to make the din in your brain calm down. You follow Calvin down the hallway and into the living room, where he wordlessly sits down on the couch. [[You remain standing|W8W][$control.location to "Drugs 5"]]; other than the couch there's no clean surface in sight. Clutter is everywhere and the carpet is dirty. You're pretty sure there's drugs in the fibers and you definitely see more than a few singed spots. How on earth did the floor catch on fire?<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Drugs 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Drugs 5">>Calvin lifts a large mason jar. Inside is more weed than you could have even imagined existed. He haphazardly doles it out into a small baggie. You can't tell how he's measuring it, but eventually he must deem it full enough. He carelessly closes it before tossing everything your way. You're almost surprised that bits of marijuana don't leak into the air. @@.calvin;"Thirty bucks."@@ You frown at the price. It hardly seems worth it, but you don't want to argue. @@.yellow;"Can you, um, roll it for me? I don't have anything at home to smoke with."@@ He sighs and holds out his hand for you to give the bag back. @@.calvin;"Extra five."@@ You're pretty sure he's overcharging you, but whatever. This is a one-time thing, after all. You're only doing it to ease your headache. Watching Calvin try to roll a joint might be one of the saddest things you've ever seen. It takes him several tries to unfold the rolling paper. Then his hands shake so much when he pours the weed onto it that there's as much green dust on the paper as there is on the table. Somehow it gets even worse; weed explodes out of either end of the joint when Calvin goes to wrap it up. It takes him nearly triple the amount of time to finish as it would have taken Justine. His hand keeps trembling when [[he finally holds it up for you to take.|W8W][$control.location to "Drugs 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Drugs 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Drugs 6">>@@.yellow;"Um. Thanks."@@ Money given and weed taken, you're only too happy to leave this sad place. Even if the joint sucks it isn't worth it to stick around. You make it to the beginning of the hallway before Calvin's hoarse voice stops you. @@.calvin;"Wait."@@ You gulp but turn back toward him. @@.yellow;"What?"@@ @@.calvin;"Don't tell the Sails I'm here,"@@ he pleads. @@.calvin;"If you do they'll come after me. And you'll lose your connection. So you can't tell anyone. Okay? Nobody can know. And tell Justine to stop giving my info out. It's not a good time."@@ @@.yellow;"Um. Okay."@@ You turn to leave. @@.calvin;"Wait!"@@ @@.yellow;"What?"@@ [[All you want to do is get out of this depressing shithole.|W8W][$control.location to "Drugs 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Drugs 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Drugs 7">>@@.calvin;"Do you want pills? Or something harder? I'll cut you a good deal."@@ @@.yellow;"Um. No, no thanks."@@ A note of desperation enters Calvin's voice. @@.calvin;"Come on, just a little. You can afford it. We both know you got the money. Try it out. Buy a little now and see what you think. I'll cut you the best deal."@@ He looks at you beseechingly. @@.calvin;"Don't be greedy. I need the cash more than you do. I'll even take half off."@@ @@.yellow;"I'll think about it,"@@ you stammer as you back away. @@.yellow;"I really need to go. Thanks for the joint."@@ Calvin's stare bores into your back as you flee the dark house. Once you get outside you shut the door behind you with an audible sigh of relief. Sure, the blinding sunlight makes your headache worse. But you'll take that and fresh air any day. Especially when the other choice is a dim, depressing, dirty descent into… um, depression. [[Holy fuck was that sad.|W8W][$control.location to "Drugs 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Drugs 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Drugs 8">><<if $femgate gte 84>><<set $flag.calvinism to true>>Calvin got a lot worse in such a short amount of time. Is that what happens from doing a lot of drugs? Justine isn't like that. While you wouldn't necessarily call her a pothead, your bestie is pretty solid proof that people are capable of getting high without spinning out of control. The trick, you suppose, is moderation. You stare resolutely at the joint in your hand. I won't end up like him. I won't let myself. You turned down his offer for harder drugs. You're not a dealer. And you definitely aren't involved with the Sails. Slowly some of the tension eases out of you. Calvin is a warning, yes. But he isn't a prophecy, either. You won't end up like him. Of course not. You're fine. It'll be fine. You make your way to your bike. The sooner [[you get home|W8W][$control.location to "Home"]] the sooner you can smoke this and get rid of your headache.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Calvin really has changed a lot. How much of his downward spiral is because of him screwing over the Sails? Is that why he seems so much worse? Because of the fear of what they'll do to him? Your gaze falls onto the joint clutched in your hand. It might not be the Sails at all. Maybe it's the drugs. They always did warn you in school about marijuana. And pretty much everything else, too. Alcohol. Sex. Even some books. Most of it was bullshit, but maybe there's a kernel of truth somewhere in there. You suppose that it hardly matters whether it's a chemical effect from the drugs or the social consequence of being a fucking drug-dealer. Either way this is only happening to Calvin because of the lifestyle that he led. Fuck it. A headache isn't worth ending up like that. Your hand forms a fist. You squeeze as tightly as you can, watching broken bits of weed and paper falling from between your fingers. You toss the baggie back at the door and then head to your bike. You'll just take some fucking aspirin. Anything's better than ending up like Calvin. [[Go home.|W8W][$control.location to "Home"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res">>When you walk into the restaurant it's more like business as usual. Your coworkers are present, there's no photography crew hovering around. Finally, something is right with the world. Maybe now you'll stop feeling like you're still in your bed, trapped in a dreamland that refuses to let you leave. Hold on. Maybe this world is only mostly right instead of completely right. Your coworkers aren't doing their usual tasks. Hell, they're not even hard at work! The majority of them are bent over small slips of paper. Even Destiny. Are you still dreaming after all? @@.yellow;"What's all this,"@@ you ask the pretty hostess. You figure this can't be a dream or she wouldn't be wearing clothes. A distracted Destiny answers without looking up. @@.destiny;"The ballot for the election. We're all voting today."@@ @@.yellow;"Wait, really? Shouldn't you be using machines or something?"@@ @@.destiny;"That's not how we do it here,"@@ Destiny says with a shake of her head. @@.destiny;"We still do paper ballots. You fill out the paper, seal it in its envelope, sign the back and that's it."@@ Destiny finally looks up at you and drops her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. @@.destiny;"A lot of residents here are older and don't trust machines."@@ Crazy. What kind of savage distrusts machines? The citizens around here need to get with the times. Do they dress themselves too? You imagine some old conspiracy nut actually pulling on his pants by himself every morning. [[Absolutely ridiculous.|W8W][$control.location to "Work res 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 2">>@@.yellow;"Wait, I thought the other candidate was going to pull out of the race. Why do they still need to vote? Isn't Mr. Baker going to be the next mayor? Or did the old mayor decide not to drop out?"@@ @@.destiny;"Even if Stell Abrams withdraws we still have to vote. We can't elect someone without going through the process. Didn't they teach you this in school? Even if Mr. Baker is more than likely the winner we still have to do it the right way. And nothing is set in stone; people could still do a write-in candidate if they wanted. That's why it's important to follow every step, so the final results are legitimate."@@ @@.yellow;"Oh, like when a dog is elected to be mayor because everyone wrote down the dog's name."@@ That'd be the best town. @@.destiny;"Sure, I guess. I know Hope's Point seems a little behind the times, but trust me, we're not that backwards. I don't see us ever electing an animal. We're not some rural hick town, $name."@@ Destiny gives you a kind smile to let you know that [[she's not actually offended by anything you said.|W8W][$control.location to "Work res 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 3">><<if $route.jake and $flag.politicalspoiler>>You think about what Jake said on your date. He was convinced that Destiny and Harry were responsible for the stuff on the news about the old mayor. That they were the ones who had released it. It couldn't be true. Could it? You can't imagine your sweet friend doing something like that. You watch her to continue to fill her slip out but there's nothing sinister in her actions. Jake must be off base. <</if>>You look around, once again taking in the fact that all of your coworkers are filling out slips of paper. @@.yellow;"Um. What should I be doing right now?"@@ @@.destiny;"Hmm, good question. You're not a town resident, right? I don't think you can vote. So you'll probably want to clock in and do your usual work before Alice gets mad."@@ @@.yellow;"Okay."@@ I'm the only one who's going to actually be working? This sucks. @@.yellow;"I'm surprised so many people are voting. Back in the city nobody really cared that much."@@ Your parents did and teachers sometimes talked about civic duty or whatever, but you're shocked that all of the young adults you work with care. [[Hope's Point sure is different.|W8W][$control.location to "Work res 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 4">>@@.destiny;"Usually we don't,"@@ Destiny admits. @@.destiny;"But Harry personally dropped our ballots off here and I think everyone thinks they have to vote."@@ <<if $route.jake and $flag.politicalspoiler>>Hmm. Is that shady? What would Jake say to that? You push it all out of your mind. Jake's hatred for Harry can't color how you view the closest friend you've made here. <<if $route.arthur>>Maybe you'll ask Arthur about it later. He's known Destiny longer than you have and as the head waiter for the restaurant he might have some insight into Harry. If Jake is right Arthur might be able to shed some light on it. You just need to be careful to not mention Jake, as Arthur would understandably be displeased if you talk about other dudes you're seeing. <</if>><<else>>Ah, that makes sense.<</if>> You give Destiny a small wave and then walk off. Time to [[clock in so you can get to work.|W8W][$control.location to "Work res 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 5">>Over the next twenty minutes your coworkers gradually join you in getting the restaurant ready to open. You're still a little envious that they got paid to vote, but you suppose that a few minutes really isn't that big a deal in the long run. <<if $route.arthur>><<AddFem 1>>Arthur is over by the hostess stand, chatting with Destiny. When he catches you looking he smiles and you blush before looking away. This is becoming a pattern. All morning he's exchanged a knowing smile with you every now and then. He must be thinking about your date later today. The plan is to hangout a few hours after work. That's perfect because it gives you time to head home and change. <<if $route.jake and $flag.politicalspoiler>>Hmmm. Seeing him talking with Destiny reminds you that he might know her in a way you don't. The headwaiter and the hostess both spend lots of time with Alice, after all. Arthur might have picked up on something about Destiny and Harry. If Jake is right about them doing shady stuff for the campaign then Arthur might have heard something about. You'll have to ask him about it later. I need to do it without mentioning Jake, though. Yeahhhh, it's probably rude to tell one dude you're seeing about another dude you're saying.<<else>>It's embarrassing to say, but you really can't wait. You know that this can't go on forever, of course. Arthur needs to know the full truth about you. And then there's the fact that you only have about a month left in Hope's Point. But that's for later. That can be future <<if $femgate gte 86>>$name's<<else>>Danny's<</if>> problem. For tonight you'll just enjoy yourself.<</if>> <</if>>[[It's a pretty normal day otherwise.|W8W][$control.location to "Work res 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 6">><<if $flag.tf>>Or it was a normal day. Once the lunch rush hit "normal" went out the window. It started with Destiny. Your attractive coworker stopped you as you'd walked past the hostess stand while balancing a number of dirty plates. @@.destiny;"Hey, $name. I have a customer at the bar picking up a to go order. For some reason they're asking for you."@@ @@.yellow;"Huh? I didn't take a to go order today."@@ You rack your brain to see if you're forgetting something, but nothing stands out. @@.destiny;"That's what I thought, but they wanted you. She asked for you by name."@@ She? Maybe it's an attractive woman who's here to… nah. Confused, you [[head over to see what this could be about.|W8W][$control.location to "Lisa"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<elseif $flag.workselfishness eq "yes">>The only thing notable is that your coworkers are all being dicks. Did they band together and agree to hate you or something? You aren't sure why they're all ignoring you. You'd overheard a few saying they're excited for the party this weekend. When you'd joined the conversation to say you're excited as well they ignored you. They actually walked away! The fuck. [[What a day.|W8W][$control.location to "Work res 7"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $flag.workselfishness eq "some" or $tracking.jobtier eq 1>>The only thing notable was when you overheard your coworkers talking about the party this weekend. It sounds like everyone is going! You'd paused long enough to tell them you're going, too. They just nodded and went back to their conversation. Man. How come it's so hard to make friends? [[Nothing is ever simple.|W8W][$control.location to "Work res 7"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $flag.workselfishness eq "no">>The only thing that stands out is some of your coworkers were discussing the party this weekend. They actually stopped you and asked if you were going. You said you were thinking about it and they seemed excited! Nobody has ever been enthusiastic about you going to a social gathering. This is so cool! Maybe you're finally making friends. [[Best day ever.|W8W][$control.location to "Work res 7"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 7">>When your shift ends you [[get on your bike and go home.|W8W][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa">>The woman is facing away from you so you can't identify her right away. Thanks to the backless dress she's wearing you do get a good eyeful of her bare skin, however helpful that might be. Her black dress would be more appropriate at a nightclub on a Saturday evening than in the middle of lunch on a Wednesday. Is it even a dress? Maybe it's technically a gown. You don't know the difference, if there even is one. Her hat – and you're very confident it is a hat – is somehow worse than the dress. The brim is so wide that she may as well be wearing a hula-hoop on her head. It'd take up the same amount of space but at least it would be less obnoxious. When she turns around your heart sinks. Despite the oversized sunglasses you have no trouble recognizing her. <<if $femgate gte 88>>Oh no.<<else>>Motherfucker.<</if>> @@.yellow;"What –"@@ you cough and clear your throat before lowering your voice. You really don't want anyone to overhear. @@.yellow;"What do you want?"@@ @@.lisa;"Now, now,"@@ Lisa Baker snidely chides. She looks quite pleased with herself. You suppose that ambushing teenagers must be how an evil harpy spends her afternoons. @@.lisa;"is that any way to speak to your boyfriend's mother? That's very rude, Danielle."@@ <<if $femgate gte 86>>@@.yellow;"It's $name,"@@<<else>>@@.yellow;"It's Danny,"@@<</if>> you snap. @@.yellow;"And you didn't answer my question."@@ Of all people, why Lisa Baker? [[She's the absolute worst.|W8W][$control.location to "Lisa 2"]] <<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 2">>@@.lisa;"What? Can't a loving mother say hello to her son's girlfriend? Oh, maybe you're embarrassed by my being here! Of course, I can understand that. I know I would be humiliated if others saw that I was employed as some sort of serving girl."@@ You sigh. @@.yellow;"Okay, got it. Are we done now? Can you go?"@@ If she only came here to put you down then she can go. Mission accomplished! Your head hurts way too much to deal with this crap today. Lisa laughs. @@.lisa;"Certainly. Be a dear and carry my food out to my car. I just had my nails done."@@ She wags her fingers at you. The long, gaudy blades on the ends threaten to slice through the brim of her hat. <<if $femgate gte 88>>It would serve her right if that actually happened. Talk about a fashion faux pas of her own making. <<else>>Maybe you'll get lucky and she'll nick her own artery. It would be immensely satisfying to watch her bleed out on the floor. Well, maybe not. Knowing your luck you'd be tasked with mopping up the blood.<</if>> @@.yellow;"Fine,"@@ you seethe back. She giggles as you heft the bags of goods. You only agreed because you don't want to risk Lisa complaining and getting you in trouble. The only way this day could get worse is if Alice reamed you a new one. Your head is throbbing badly enough as it is; a tongue lashing from your boss would only increase the pain. [[Lisa flounces out of the restaurant with you following behind.|W8W][$control.location to "Lisa 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 3">>Despite ample open spots in front of the restaurant Lisa evidently chose to park as far away as possible. <<if $femgate gte 89>>She really does love to torture you.<<elseif $femgate gte 83>><<if $flag.spinlessons>>Whatever. The joke is on her; you spend all day on your feet. Walking a hundred extra steps isn't going to do anything.<<else>>Like you even care. Even if it makes your feet hurt maybe that will distract you from the pain in your temples.<</if>><<else>>This is actually almost amusing. The woman hates you so much that she'd deliberately inconvenience herself just to spite you. How petty.<</if>> Lisa speaks into the air in front of her, not even deigning to look back at you. @@.lisa;"I trust you haven't forgotten about tomorrow night's engagement."@@ @@.yellow;"Engagement?"@@ For a moment your mind goes blank. Oh no. Is Kurt going to propose? This can't happen. It's one thing to date a dude, it's another to marry one! @@.lisa;"The dinner party, dear. Or has working a menial job fried what little brains you were born with?"@@ Oh. Right. The dinner party.@@.yellow;"I'll be there."@@ You have to grit your teeth from saying anything else. Even if the company sucks the food should be good. Well, maybe. Growing up you'd attended lots of fancy events with your parents. Sure, as you got older they took you along less often. That suited you fine, as you'd rather sit in your room and play video games. Better that than be paraded about in front of wealthy, middle-aged snobs who would give pitying looks to your parents as if you wore disappointment instead of clothes. Still, food. Good food. Food that isn't made in a microwave. Food that isn't prepared after sixty seconds of heating. Even when you did attend dinner parties with your parents it was a mixed-bag on the food front. Sometimes the dishes were so exotic and expensive that they tasted like canvas. Other times the ingredients were such a high quality that you couldn't help but gorge yourself. It's a toss-up on whether tomorrow night will be the former or the latter. No matter what [[you're sure something will make you feel sick.|W8W][$control.location to "Lisa 4"]] Lisa or food. Something.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 4">>At last the two of you get to Lisa's car. @@.lisa;"You'd better be there. Don't make my son look foolish. We're almost at the end of this ridiculous farce. It'd be a shame if you ruined things this close to the end. If that happens you won't see a dime of my money. I will destroy you, your family name, and your reputation all over this country."@@ She sniffs for good measure before unlocking the doors. @@.yellow;"Okay."@@ Under her icy gaze you stow the takeout on the passenger seat. @@.lisa;"By the way, dear. I loved your post from yesterday. It's so… you."@@ Lisa's eyes gleam with a cold, mean-spirited joy. <<if $femgate gte 87>>Oh no.<<else>>Oh fuck me.<</if>> What did she do this time? Lisa cackles before getting into her car and driving off. You hurriedly go into your phone. As you walk back to the restaurant [[you find what she's referencing.|W8W][$control.location to "Lisa 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 5">><<if $femgate gte 86>>It's a picture of a young woman on a stage. The stage is devoid of props and scenery; it looks like a high school auditorium during the summer. The audience is just as empty. Not only is she the only person in sight but she's also the sole source of color in an otherwise prosaic setting. And wow, is she colorful. She's wearing a bubblegum pink tutu over a dusty pink leotard. She's doing some sort of a ballerina pose. You don't know what it's called, but it's probably one of the more iconic stances that people associate with ballet. On her toes, arms above her head and her fingers touching, legs slightly bowed. Her back is to the camera. There's no way for anyone to see what she actually looks like, but most people would assume it's you in the picture since it's being posted on your account. So what, Lisa wants everyone to think you're a girly ballerina? It's obnoxious, and super feminine, but whatever. It's not that bad. And then you see the caption. And just like that you go from "not that bad" to "are you fucking kidding me, you evil harpy, you seriously had to this of all things?" As girly as the picture is, [[the caption is easily the worst part of the post.|W8W][$control.location to "Lisa 6"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $femgate gte 75>>It's a picture of a young woman off in the distance. She's in the process of getting onto a black horse. The beast is huge. Maybe it's the angle of the shot or maybe he really is that big, but damn. Less of a horse and more of a behemoth. That's not the only odd thing. Instead of wearing, um, horse rider pants or whatever they're called, the girl has regular yoga pants on. Above that she's wearing a pink tank top. Between the helmet on her head and the fact that her back is to the camera there's no way for anyone to tell that it isn't you. The picture by itself wouldn't be too bad. But it's the caption, the freaking caption underneath it that makes every cell in your body cringe. [[The caption is the worst.|W8W][$control.location to "Lisa 6"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>> You know it isn't you who took the picture, that's for sure. You'd remember it if it were you. It's a mirror shot; everything in the image is a reflection. It shows the person who took it as well as the room behind them. You can't see exactly who it is. Their face is obstructed by the poster they're holding up in front of it. All you can see is their hair. Her hair. More specifically, her blonde pigtails. She could be any age, really. A recent high school grad, like you. Or even a college student. With her face hidden by the poster she's holding you can't tell exactly who she is. But given that it's your account posting the image most people will obviously assume it's you. The room behind her is pink. From floor to ceiling, wall to wall. Pink everywhere. It's like being inside of a vagina, provided that vagina also had a bed packed with stuffed animals. The poster she's holding up is for a singer you've heard of, but never listened to. Dustin Cox or something. He's a teen heartthrob that a lot of young women are obsessed with. He gets mocked often on Peddit, mostly because his primary demographic is tweens, girly girl teens, brain-dead bimbos, and bored housewives. As bad as the pink, the Dustin Cox, and the stuffed animals are, [[the caption is worse.|W8W][$control.location to "Lisa 6"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 6">><<if $femgate gte 86>><<AddFem 4>>"Nobody realizes how much dedication us ballerinas put into our craft. It's not just all of the practicing and stretching. It's everything we have to do off of the dance floor, too. Today I had a full Brazilian done to make sure everything would be smooth for my next performance. Now I have a big rash down there, but it's worth it! #performerproblems #onlyballerinasgetit #bumpytobesmooth #rightnowimtheRedSwan #nopubenocry" @@.yellow;"Are you effing kidding me?"@@ It doesn't even make sense! First of all, eWardrobes take care of unwanted hair. The fact that they do more than dressing and undressing is one of their big selling points. That aside, did Lisa really have to go this route? It's somehow simultaneously feminine and gross. Oh no. Oh no, oh no, oh no. How many of your coworkers have seen this? Are they all going to be wondering if you're super rashed out down there? You won't be able to look any of them in the eye. This is too embarrassing. And what the heck, you barely know how to regular dance, let alone fancy dance. What if someone asks you to do a ballet move? This morning you tripped and fell down while you were standing still. How does someone even do that? You're <<if $flag.spinlessons>>too clumsy to pass as a trained dancer.<<else>>like the least graceful person ever!<</if>> And now you have to go back into work. Oh, you hate this woman. She is the worst person. Maybe ever. In the history of the world Lisa probably ranks up there for evilness. You'd even put her ahead of the snake that went around telling naked chicks to eat apples. Yeah. Lisa is definitely worse than that reptile. She's somewhere between there and a genocidal dictator. Closer to the dictator, probably. [[Back into the restaurant.|W8W][$control.location to "Lisa 7"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $femgate gte 75>><<AddFem 4>>"There's nothing quite like having a big muscle between your legs. Men were born with power, but women learned how to master it. \#horsebitch #IlikemyhorseshowIlikemymen #big&black #spursinthebedroomandthearena #goodatdismounting #betteratmounting" You feel sick. Seriously? How many of your coworkers have seen this shit? What the hell is Lisa smoking? This is ridiculous! How can you look anyone in the eye when she's making you out to be some sort of spoiled, crazy ass, weirdo horse girl? Come on, horses?! Really? Horses! Horse chicks are just crazy cat ladies with more money. The only good thing about a horse is when its lower half is part of a centaur. Otherwise they suck. @@.yellow;"She's the worst person ever."@@ Lisa must be the most evil mother on the planet. Certainly the worst one in town. Ungh. And now you have to [[go back into the restaurant|W8W][$control.location to "Lisa 7"]] wondering if any of your coworkers are laughing at you over this. Great. Just great. This freaking woman.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 3>>In fact, it's easily the worst thing about the post. "Me and my fluffy pals are about to listen to the hot new Dustin Cox single! Nothing makes this girl happier than new Cox and a stuffy wuffy cuddle. \#fluffcrew $coxlover #iheartcox #stuffedanimalsareagirlsbestfriend #yesDustinIwillmarryyou #girllife" There are also a bunch of emojis, most of which you can't figure out. At least there's no eggplant among them. You know about that one. But still. Freaking coxlover? She had to say that? Double entendre aside – and that alone makes this terrible – you don't want to be associated with the stupid girls who obsess over "D-Cox" and act like he's the best thing ever. Your jaw clenches. Great. Now you have to go back into work wondering how many people have seen this post. People are going to think you're a vapid girl obsessed with a boy singer. I hate Lisa Baker so much. She is the worst person. Ever. [[Back into the restaurant.|W8W][$control.location to "Lisa 7"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Lisa 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Lisa 7">>Is it your imagination or do all of your coworkers have strange smiles on their faces? You don't even know who's seen the post and who hasn't. How many of them follow the fake you on social media? Lisa said she wanted as much exposure as possible. She probably went out of her way to connect with every teen in this town. I'm going to be sick. <<if $flag.workselfishness eq "yes">>Is that why your coworkers have been treating you so coldly? It must be. They saw the posts from your profile and think you're a big weirdo. That's why they completely ignored you when you said you were going to the party this weekend. You can't even blame them. This is terrible.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $flag.workselfishness eq "some">>Is that why earlier nobody really reacted when you mentioned you were going to go to the party this weekend? Of course. That must be it. They must all think you're some big freak. Your entire life you've struggled to make friends, and that was without having a fake social media profile deliberately trying to paint you in a bad light. This is awful.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $flag.workselfishness eq "no">>You thought people were being strangely nice to you. At first you'd assumed you were finally making friends, but now you know the truth. They're all laughing at you. They think you're a big joke. When you said you were going to the party and they reacted positively it's because they think you're a freak. They're probably all making fun of you behind your back. This is horrible.<</if>> For the rest of your shift you have a hard time looking anyone in the eye. Is that busboy texting his mom, or is he part of a group chat that mocks you? Those two waitresses talking in the corner, are they going over today's specials or are they gossiping about how lame you are? When the workday ends [[you practically flee out the door.|W8W][$control.location to "Home"]] You're too humiliated to linger for a single second longer.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home">><<routes>><<job "store">><<if $flag.tf>>For some reason, no matter how fast you go, you can't escape the soreness in your throat or the taste of cum on your breath.<<CheckAnal "Lyle" 52>><<if _isonlist>><<AddFem 1>> Both pale in comparison to awful sensation of jizz squelching out of your ass with every full rotation of the pedals.<</if>> You just want to get home and pretend none of it happened. Pretend that the Sails didn't just come to get your work. Pretend that you aren’t living the life of a low-bred whore. Pretend that everything is fine. As you walk into the cottage you make a beeline for the bathroom. The hot shower does miracles for your headache and your shame. By the time it's over you're nearly able to convince yourself that the day's events were nothing more than a bad dream. You go into the bedroom to change.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<if $flag.calvinism>>As soon as you walk into the cottage you get the joint lit. You don't even make it back outside before you're bringing it to your lips. You can't help it; your head is pounding so badly that you'll do anything for some relief. You step out of the cottage right as the smoke hits your lungs. You don't know if you're imagining things, but this weed is harsher than any you've had before. Half a second after inhaling and you're devolving into a coughing fit. The acrid smoke burns your throat. The coughing fit amplifies the roaring in your skull so badly that tears come to your eyes. You find yourself sliding down to the floor, your back against the cottage wall. The structure keeps you mostly upright. You bring both hands to your temples, pressing as hard as you can as if doing so will keep the pain from spilling out. You're aware of the burning joint still in hand, but you can't summon the energy to care. The seconds tick by. The pain ever so slowly eases. It officially goes from debilitating to agonizing, and from there to merely extreme. By the time it's tolerable you feel like a brand new person. You blink until your vision clears up. You groggily try to take another hit of weed but the joint went out. Whatever, that's probably for the best. You don't really need to get any higher now that your head isn't thrumming along to a silent death metal melody. You stagger back into the cottage and stow both the weed and half-gone joint away into the kitchen. Okay, headache mostly abated. Now all you want to do is be lazy. You should probably change and then collapse onto the couch. To the eWardrobe!<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>By the time you get home your headache hurts so badly that you feel like you might throw up. You stagger into the cottage, whimpering as you leave the bright sunshine behind. You leave the lights off, finding to the cottage's dimness to be somewhat soothing. First you find some aspirin. You take a few and chug some water, then go curl onto the couch. You stay there, arms wrapped around your head as if they'll somehow protect you from feeling any worse. Minutes tick by. Gradually the pain dulls to a moderate throbbing. It's not great, but it'll do. You figure you can tolerate it now. You slowly shuffle into your bedroom to get changed. Maybe getting into more comfortable clothing will help.<</if>><</if>> <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Home 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "workout"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">><<if $flag.tf>>Between your headache and the interaction with Lisa you feel like this day can't really get worse.<<if $route.arthur>> At least you have your date with Arthur to look forward to.<</if>> Once you get home you fill up a glass of water and get some aspirin. It might just be the placebo effect, but mere moments after swallowing the pills and finishing the glass you already feel better. Perhaps you were dehydrated and that was the problem.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Your headache continues to plague you the entire bike ride home. By the time you get into the cottage you're willing to do anything to get rid of it. If it weren't for this damned pounding in your skull today would have been fairly decent. Fortunately you've got aspirin and water. After swallowing both you give it a few minutes to see if the pain abates. It does, though not as much as you'd have liked. Still, at least you can function now.<</if>> <<if $route.arthur>>You've got another hour and a half before your date with Arthur, but you figure you should get dressed. He had told you to dress up for tonight, so maybe that means it's going to be a fancy date. If so then it might be good for you to take the extra time to get ready. To the eWardrobe! <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Home 2">><<set $eWardrobe.mode to "rush">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["dress"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Maybe if you distract yourself you won't notice the dull aching that's still present. I'll get out of these stifling work clothes and into something more comfortable. Add in some couch time and TV binging and you should be good to go. Into the bedroom. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Home 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "workout"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><</if>><</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home 2">><<if $flag.calvinism>>Once dressed you wander back to the couch and flop down again. @@.yellow;"Just gotta find something to watch."@@ Preferably something mindless. Maybe a rerun or something. In the end you settle on The Workplace. Sure, you've seen it a bunch of times already. But that's part of the appeal; there are always new details to notice or jokes to appreciate. And this way you won't be upset with yourself if you fall asleep or something. You jerk awake. Confusion comes first. Who the hell is in my house? Why are there voices right next to you? Once the fog clears you realize that nobody else is there, you're simply hearing the dialogue from the show. @@.yellow;"Wow, I napped for a while,"@@ you mutter to yourself as you see the time. Your high has mostly worn off. More importantly, your headache is equally diminished. Looks like your little remedy worked. You're feeling better now!<<AddFem 1>> <<if $route.cosplay>>Hmm, but what to do with yourself now? It's been a few days since you last did a streaming session. [[Now might be a good time stream.|W8W][$control.location to "Streaming"]] There's nothing else to do. Why not?<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<WearPajama>>You make yourself a quick dinner and then head back to the couch. You stay there until it's late enough for bed. Despite the nap from earlier you feel tired and lethargic. Maybe it's from smoking? Or maybe it's just your headache. Either way, you make your way to bedroom and [[go to sleep.|W8R]]<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>><<if $route.arthur>><<AddFem 1>>The eWardrobe spits you out with plenty of time before Arthur is due to show up. Strangely, you swear it seems like only a minute later that he's knocking on the door. Where did all the time go? All you did was check your appearance in the mirror, examine your makeup, smooth out any split ends you could find, and straighten out the few wrinkles you noticed in the fabric of your clothes. But sure enough the clock shows he's not super early. Hmm, weird. [[Open the door for Arthur.|W8W][$control.location to "Arthur"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Once dressed you go back into the living room. You curl up on the couch. You figure that at this point it's merely a waiting game for your headache to fully go away. You look for a show to put on. Eventually you settle on the new season of The Wilbur. You'd enjoyed the first season well enough, even if it was a bit heavy-handed with the ethical dilemmas that the characters faced. The first episode of the new season is more of the same. Fart humor followed by a moral predicament that has no clear solution. Ah well, it's fun enough. Not every work of entertainment has to be groundbreaking. <<if $route.cosplay>>After watching a few episodes you feel well enough to do something else. It's been a while since I've live-streamed. Well, your headache is mostly gone and you are kind of bored with watching TV. Playing games could be fun for the rest of the night. [[Let's stream.|W8W][$control.location to "Streaming"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<WearPajama>>You binge through all the episodes you can until the night grows late. Fighting back a yawn, you get changed into your pajamas and then [[crawl into bed.|W8R]]<</if>><</if>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur">>@@.yellow;"I'm almost ready,"@@ you promise as you open the door. Or that's what you would have liked to promise. The words die on your lips. You think you made it past "I'm" but you can't be certain. In fact, there's only one thing you are certain of. Arthur looks good. Like, really good. Like, damn, he looks really good. It reminds you of watching actors in a movie or show and just being blown away by how attractive they all are. As if their appearance is unrealistic, as if it's the work of computers and lighting because there's no way they look like that all the time. And then there's Arthur. You're no stranger to seeing him in a button-down and slacks. The restaurant's uniform requires that much from the men. But right now Arthur makes your workplace's uniform look like the slovenly attire of a homeless person. He's wearing a black suit, the slacks and jacket both entirely devoid of wrinkles. A bright teal shirt and a matching handkerchief on his jacket's outside pocket are the sole sources of color. His tie matches the suit. He must have just shaved; he's fresh-faced and smiling. Even his hair is perfect. Not a single follicle is out of place. It's impressive. He's impressive. [[Hot damn.|W8W][$control.location to "Arthur 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 2">>@@.arthur;"Do I look okay?"@@ Arthur's words contrast with his appearance. He offers you a shy smile and seems anxious of what you must be thinking of him. How could he not know how good he looks? Doesn't he own a freaking mirror? @@.yellow;"You look great. Like a secret agent about to schmooze with a hot femme fatale."@@ You glance down at your chest and frown. @@.yellow;"Except I'm not a sexy spy. You look way better than me."@@ You suddenly feel enormously self-conscious. <<if $femgate gte 86>>Should you have put more effort in somehow? You can't look like a slob when your date is this hot!<<AddFem 2>><<else>><<AddFem 1>>This is going to be like all those movies where the hot jock goes out with the fugly nerd girl. Except you're the fugly nerd. Is everyone going to judge you? Will people give Arthur pitying looks all night long once they see how gross his date is?<</if>> @@.arthur;"That's not true,"@@ Arthur quickly asserts. @@.arthur;"You look beautiful."@@ You let the compliment roll off of you like water. Arthur is so nice that of course he would say that. It's not really true. At this point you don't see any more need to fuss with the mirror. You're not going to magically look any better and, even if you did somehow instantly make a drastic improvement to your appearance, it still wouldn't matter as you're always going to pale in comparison with Arthur. @@.yellow;"I'm ready if you are."@@ [[Out the cottage and into Arthur's car.|W8W][$control.location to "Arthur 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 3">>Sometimes when you're anxious you retreat into yourself. You withdraw like a turtle hiding in its shell, preferring to fade into the background until you can get a handle on the situation. This isn't one of those times. Instead, you find yourself handling your anxiety in an arguably worse way. Rather than withdrawing your mouth moves a mile a minute, chattering non-stop as if its only goal is to see how far you can lodge your foot in its cavernous depths. You've learned over the years that you can fit said foot very far into said cavern. @@.yellow;"So where are we going that you needed to dress up this much? A casino? Where did you get that suit? It looks like it came from a movie set. Were you an extra? I bet you were Handsome Guy 3 or something. How come you picked teal? Not that it looks bad. It doesn't! It looks great. You look great. Everything is so great."@@ Holy crap, <<if $femgate gte 83>>$name<<else>>Danny<</if>>, shut up! You wish a drone would swoop down out of the sky and hit you in the face. It's becoming increasingly likely that this would be the only way you would stop talking. Arthur takes your word vomit in stride. In fact, he beams. @@.arthur;"It's a nice restaurant."@@ Seriously? That's his explanation for dressing up? [[You get the feeling that he's underselling it a little.|W8W][$control.location to "Arthur 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 4">>Still, his response – brief as it was – gives you something to latch onto. You're able to pour your verbal anxiety into a new conversational direction. @@.yellow;"Is it better than ours?"@@ Arthur scoffs. @@.arthur;"Definitely. My dad always says that if you want to impress a girl then you take her to the most expensive restaurant in town."@@ Arthur reads your mind as soon as the thought enters it. @@.arthur;"Don't worry, I'm not taking you to our work. My dad's advice doesn't really apply in our situation. That's why I decided to take you to the nicest restaurant in the next town."@@ @@.yellow;"Lakehill,"@@ you guess. @@.arthur;"Bingo."@@ You thought you had a feeling the car was headed in that direction. In some ways the best thing about Hope's Point is its proximity to Lakehill. That's kind of sad, really. [[Arthur pulls up outside of a swanky hotel.|W8W][$control.location to "Arthur 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 5">>The hotel is exactly the type of place your parents would stay at. Luxury and lavish tastes assault your senses the moment you and Arthur enter the lobby. To get into the restaurant you have to cross the lobby and take an elevator down a floor. Fortunately there's no wait for the elevator and in a short minute the two of you enter the restaurant. Called Conduction, it's primary claim to fame is the three star rating it's received from a reputable restaurant guide service. Arthur gives the hostess his reservation info and in no time the two of you are led to a small table. For a Wednesday night the place is surprisingly busy. You suppose it says a lot that Arthur was able to get a reservation at all. The reservation, the suit. He's really pulling out all the stops tonight. You've never felt so special before. The waitress meets the two of you at the table. She hands over the menus and then disappears to get water. You frown at the menu. The prices are typical for what you'd expect on a night out with your parents. However, it's a pretty penny for two teenagers who work for minimum wage plus tips. @@.yellow;"Are you sure about this? None of this is cheap."@@ [[You quietly ask your date.|W8W][$control.location to "Arthur 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 6">>@@.arthur;"It's fine."@@ Arthur's answer is quite confident, but you don't feel very reassured. He must be able to sense your skepticism, because he explains further. @@.arthur;"I save most of my paychecks so it's okay to splurge once in a while. And I do a lot of other work for my dad that he pays me for. Trust me, order whatever you want. It's fine."@@ The waitress comes back for your drink orders. Since you're not old enough to request alcohol you just ask for a soda. Arthur gives you an amused look. @@.yellow;"What?"@@ @@.arthur;"Nothing."@@ You scowl and he laughs. @@.arthur;"Okay, okay. I was thinking that I like how down-to-earth you are. So many girls stress about their weight or what they eat. You're not like that. You feel authentic. You're real. You order what you want. It's refreshing that you don't count calories or track the amount of sugar in soda. Being with you is such a nice change of pace."@@ In some ways it's all so strange. You've tried for two months to pass as a girl and the entire reason Arthur likes you is because you aren't like most girls. Talk about irony. [[The world is weird.|W8W][$control.location to "Arthur 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 7">><<set $temp.switch2 to false>><<if $flag.politicalspoiler and $route.jake>><<AddFem 1>>Arthur's comment about the girls he likes reminds you of Destiny and her ex. And Jake's theory that Destiny wasn't talking to her ex at all. You still aren't sure you agree. Arthur could be a good person to ask; he works quite closely with Destiny and may have insight into what's going on with her. What if I mess up and I let it slip that I've been talking to Jake? That would be a nightmare. Maybe it's better you don't say anything at all. Besides, you are on a date. Asking the guy you're with about other girls is probably not the way to go. And Destiny wouldn't be happy to hear you're talking about her behind her back. Maybe it's better if you keep your thoughts to yourself. What will you do? [[Talk to Arthur about Destiny.|W8W][$control.location to "Annoythur"; $flag.gossipthur to true; $temp.switch2 to true]] [[Don't bring it up.|W8W][$control.location to "Arthur 8"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $flag.politicalspoiler>><<AddFem 1>>Arthur's comment about the girls he likes reminds you of Destiny and her ex. You wonder if Arthur has noticed anything about Destiny's behavior lately. Maybe he even knows who her ex is! Arthur works more closely alongside Destiny than anyone, except for maybe Alice. Other than asking your boss directly you can't think of a better person to go to. But Destiny wouldn't appreciate you talking about her to others. Especially over something as gossipy as her romantic life. Maybe it's better not to bring it up at all. Plus, you are on a date. Asking the guy you're out with to talk about a beautiful coworker might be a recipe for disaster. What will you do? [[Talk to Arthur about Destiny.|W8W][$control.location to "Askthur"; $flag.gossipthur to true]] [[Don't bring it up.|W8W][$control.location to "Arthur 8"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>There's a natural lull in the conversation. Instantly your mind assumes the worst. He thinks I'm boring. If I'm not entertaining then he'll wish he were somewhere else. He probably regrets asking me out. I bet he's wishing someone call him and give him an excuse to leave. I'm the worst. You try to push your anxiety into the back of your brain. Quick! [[Think of something else to talk about!|W8W][$control.location to "Arthur 8"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 8">>@@.arthur;"Anything look good to you?"@@ Arthur's eyes rove over the menu like it's a girl in a bikini. Not that you blame him; a good dinner can be as appealing as any attractive body. Sometimes more so. @@.yellow;"Um. Maybe one of the steaks?"@@ You'll probably get the smallest one. Not so expensive that it makes you look like a gold digger, but not so cheap that you're insulting Arthur. @@.arthur;"Do you want to split the prime rib for two? I've had it once and it's really good."@@ @@.yellow;"Okay. That sounds great!"@@ Easy enough, he solved your problem for you. @@.yellow;"How do you like steak?"@@ @@.arthur;"Well. Maybe medium well if I have to compromise."@@ You nod gravely. @@.yellow;"I understand. Nobody's perfect."@@ He snorts. @@.arthur;"What's that supposed to mean?"@@ @@.yellow;"Do you want some ketchup for it, too? Maybe we can ask the chef for barbeque sauce. Or a bun so you can just make it into a sandwich. That way you can skip the part where it's a steak."@@ @@.arthur;"Okay, okay,"@@ [[Arthur holds up his hands in defeat.|W8W][$control.location to "Arthur 9"]] @@.arthur;"I take it you're a steak purist."@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 9">>There are three things in life that one must take seriously; food, video game continuity within a franchise, and not slowly strolling down the middle of the sidewalk so people are stuck behind you moving at your glacier-like pace. @@.yellow;"Why even come to a nice restaurant if you're going to have them nuke your meal? Go get fast food, at least that way you know your beef has been sitting under a heat lamp for three hours."@@ Arthur gives you a look packed with suffering. Pfft, what a martyr. @@.arthur;"Fine. Medium?"@@ @@.yellow;"I guess we'll both have to compromise. Medium it is. But next time you're trying medium rare."@@ Honestly, wanting steak well done. The nerve of some people. @@.arthur;"Mhm."@@ @@.yellow;"I'm serious! I'll buy next time, to make it fair."@@ @@.arthur;"A girl treating me to dinner? Be still my heart. You must be serious about me."@@ You give a faint chuckle. But Arthur's words ring in your head. You must be serious about me. Is he right? [[Are you serious about him?|W8W][$control.location to "Arthur 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur 10">>Arthur's mind must be a mirror for your own. @@.arthur;"Have you given any more thought to what you're doing when the summer ends?"@@ @@.yellow;"Not really."@@ You stare down at the tablecloth as if it could read you your future. If it has any fortune-telling abilities then it is quite stingy with them. @@.arthur;"Okay."@@ Awkward silence descends. @@.arthur;"So you have, what, like a month left here?"@@ <<AddFem 2>> You still can't look him in the eyes. @@.yellow;"About that long, yeah."@@ Arthur can't quite keep the bitterness out of his voice. @@.arthur;"And then I'll never see you again."@@ Arthur sighs and when you look up there's a forced smile on his face. @@.arthur;"Sorry. Now isn't the right time for that. I don't want to ruin our date because I'm thinking about the future."@@ @@.yellow;"It's okay. I know what you mean. It can be hard to enjoy some things when I don't know how it's all good to look into the end."@@ @@.arthur;"I know I'm biased, but I think you should stay."@@ @@.yellow;"Oh really?"@@ @@.arthur;"Sure. They're talking about opening a state campus up at Lakehill next year. Between that and their community college there will be tons of options."@@ [[You're saved from answering by the return of your waitress.|W8W][$control.location to "Date"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Askthur ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Askthur">>@@.yellow;"I have a weird question for you."@@ And already you're butchering this. I have a weird question for you. What a terrible way to initiate any sort of conversation. Maybe I'll get lucky and my chair will swallow me whole. Arthur agrees with your internal assessment. @@.arthur;"That's an ominous way to start a conversation. What's up?"@@ You briefly recount the conversation you overheard when you were in Destiny's bathroom. For the most part you try to relate everything exactly as it happened, with the exception of you eavesdropping. That part you portray more as an accidental coincidence than an intentional decision. By the time you're done talking Arthur looks bemused. @@.arthur;"Huh."@@ @@.yellow;"So. What do you think? It's shady, right? Her ex is obviously blackmailing her or something."@@ @@.arthur;"Maybe? I don't know about blackmail, maybe you're right. It definitely sounds bad. But do you really think she's being blackmailed? Blackmail is extreme. What would her ex be using against her?"@@ Arthur has a point that it all does sound a bit far-fetched. [[But something in your gut tells you that you're right.|W8W][$control.location to "Askthur 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Askthur 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Askthur 2">>@@.yellow;"Doesn't it sound like blackmail? I heard her say that he promised not to show anyone pictures. He's definitely blackmailing her."@@ Arthur still doesn't look convinced. @@.arthur;"That could mean anything. It could be pictures from an ugly sweater party or a modeling shoot. Or just a random candid when her makeup wasn't done and she thinks she looks bad."@@ @@.yellow;"Maybe,"@@ you reluctantly admit. @@.yellow;"But you didn't hear her like I did. The way she was talking… something's not right. And if it's as harmless as a picture of her without makeup, then why all the secrecy? Why does she hardly ever talk about him? I'm telling you, something isn't right."@@ @@.arthur;"Okay."@@ Arthur leans forward in his chair. @@.arthur;"Let's say you're right. What do you want to do about it? Should we talk to her?"@@ You empathetically shake your head no. @@.yellow;"She's so private, I think it would upset her if she knew we were talking about her behind her back."@@ @@.arthur;"Okay,"@@ Arthur repeats. @@.arthur;"What do you want to do?"@@ [[Tell him your plan.|W8W][$control.location to "Askthur 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Askthur 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Askthur 3">>@@.yellow;"You're the head waiter,"@@ you point out. @@.yellow;"You work more closely with Destiny and Alice than anyone else in the restaurant, except for maybe Harry. Have you noticed anything unusual with Destiny? Or have you seen any weird guys lurking around her?"@@ @@.arthur;"No to both. But I'm not a good person to ask about Destiny. She and I aren't close."@@ Arthur shrugs. @@.arthur;"And you know how work is; we have a lot of regulars. A man might come in every day for a week because he's on vacation and likes our soups. Or maybe he's prowling for the hot hostess, I don't know. It's too hard to tell."@@ You give him a wry smile. @@.yellow;"Hot hostess, huh?"@@ @@.arthur;"I didn't mean it like that. Aw, crap."@@ Arthur sheepishly rubs the back of his head. @@.yellow;"It's fine,"@@ you laugh. @@.yellow;"I get it. She's gorgeous."@@ [[A new thought strikes you.|W8W][$control.location to "Askthur 4"]] @@.yellow;"The two of you never got close? Like, at all?"@@<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Askthur 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Askthur 4">><<AddFem 1>>He knows exactly what you're really asking. @@.arthur;"Nope, not like that. I know most guys think Destiny is gorgeous but she's not my type. And I don't think I'm hers, anyways."@@ He laughs self-depreciatively. @@.yellow;"What do you mean?"@@ @@.arthur;"I don't know how to put it. Destiny, well she knows how attractive she is. She isn't arrogant about it but you can tell that she's aware. And I guess that's a turn off for me. I like women who are a little more humble."@@ He gives you a pointed look. @@.arthur;"And she's too tall. I prefer petite girls."@@ @@.yellow;"Okay, okay. Back to the matter at hand."@@ You hope he doesn't notice the faint color rising on your cheeks. @@.yellow;"Can you pay attention to how she's acting during your next shifts together? See if you notice anything."@@ Arthur shrugs. @@.arthur;"Sure, I guess. I'll let you know if anything stands out."@@ You can tell he isn't expecting to find anything, but at least he agreed to help. [[The waitress returns.|W8W][$control.location to "Date"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Annoythur ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Annoythur">>Curiosity gets the better of you. You really want to know if he thinks Harry could be capable of something like blackmail just for a political victory. More than that, you want to know if Arthur thinks Destiny would ever do something like that. Deep in your bones you believe Jake is wrong about both points, but it would be comforting to get outside confirmation. The trick is in wording everything correctly. So long as you don't think without speaking you should be fine. Probably. @@.yellow;"There's something I wanted to ask you about."@@ @@.arthur;"What's up?"@@ @@.yellow;"I was hanging out with Destiny the other day. While I was in the bathroom I guess she made a phone call."@@ You briefly describe the exchange you overheard. You try to obfuscate the fact that you were technically eavesdropping while Destiny was on the phone. When you finish all Arthur says is, @@.arthur;"Wow."@@ [[That's pretty much your reaction, too.|W8W][$control.location to "Annoythur 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Annoythur 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Annoythur 2">>@@.yellow;"I talked about it with Ja – with another friend of mine and he – they, they said they think it was about the campaign. I thought it was more drama with Destiny's ex, but my friend said it fits too closely with the stuff that happened with the other mayor. You don't think Destiny could be the girl that the mayor fooled around with, do you?"@@ Arthur has a deep frown on his face. @@.arthur;"No, I don't."@@ @@.yellow;"Me neither."@@ You sag with relief. You hadn't realized how much you needed external validation about Destiny. It was way too unsettling to think that your amazingly kind friend could be capable of something that cruel. One down, one to go. So far Jake is at least half wrong. Let's see if you can make him completely wrong. @@.yellow;"You don't think Harry would put her up to that, do you?"@@ You'll do your due diligence just to confirm that it's not possible. Once Jake knows you asked around maybe he'll drop the whole thing and realize he's way off base. Arthur's immediate reaction takes you by surprise. @@.arthur;"What? No, of course not. Why would you even ask me something like that? How could you even think that?"@@ [[Why is he upset?|W8W][$control.location to "Annoythur 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Annoythur 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Annoythur 3">><<AddFem 2>>You have no idea why he's mad. @@.yellow;"You're the head waiter,"@@ you squeak back. @@.yellow;"You spend a lot of time with Destiny."@@ Why does your voice sound so small? @@.yellow;"And I thought maybe you might spend a lot of time with Harry, too. He seems pretty involved. I was just wondering if you'd seen anything suspicious or weird."@@ You sound like a child whining when caught doing something wrong. You hate it. @@.arthur;"I can't believe you would even ask me that."@@ Arthur looks totally unsettled. @@.yellow;"Why not?"@@ You don't try to hide the confusion in your voice. @@.yellow;"What did I do wrong?"@@ Arthur stares at his hands for a moment and then firmly shakes his head. @@.arthur;"If you can't understand why I'm upset then I think we're done here. Either you drop it and promise me you won't go around talking about this, or I'm going to leave right now."@@ @@.yellow;"I'm sorry,"@@ you quickly tell him. Truthfully you still don't know why he's reacting this way, but clearly you breached some sort of social norm. Or something? @@.yellow;"I won't talk about it again. Please stay."@@ [[Arthur nods rigidly.|W8W][$control.location to "Annoythur 4"]] His lips are tightly pursed together and his gaze is fixed on your silverware rather than on you.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Annoythur 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Annoythur 4">>Desperate to lighten the mood you change the subject. You pick the first thing you can think of. @@.yellow;"Does any food look good to you?"@@ To Arthur's credit he does make an effort to move on. @@.arthur;"The prime rib for two is really good. Would you want to split it?"@@ @@.yellow;"That sounds fantastic."@@ The two of you share a smile. Slowly the tension eases out of the air. And now is when [[the waitress chooses to return.|W8W][$control.location to "Date"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date">><<if $temp.switch2>>The waitress comes back with a soda for you and lemon for Arthur's water. She also drops off some rolls and butter for the table, which you gratefully tear into. Meanwhile, Arthur orders the prime rib. You nearly choke on your bread when he asks for it to be cooked medium-well. Seriously? Maybe he's not The One after all. What kind of savage burns a steak like that? It's not worth bringing it up, though. I don't want to start another argument.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $flag.gossipthur>>The waitress comes back with a soda for you and lemon for Arthur's water. She also drops off some rolls and butter for the table, which you gratefully tear into. The waitress asks for the food order and both you and Arthur share a look. You were too busy talking about Destiny's drama to discuss food! @@.arthur;"Prime rib for two? I've had it before, it's really good."@@ You shrug. @@.yellow;"Works for me. Medium-rare?"@@ @@.arthur;"What? That's way too bloody. How about medium-well?"@@ As a compromise you settle on just medium. Still too cooked for your tastes, but you suppose the key to a successful relationship is compromise. You keep eating your bread.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>The waitress comes back with a soda for you and lemon for Arthur's water. She also drops off some rolls and butter for the table, which you gratefully tear into. Arthur orders the prime rib while you swallow down a mouthful of bread.<</if>> @@.arthur;"Hungry?"@@ @@.yellow;"Mmmm,"@@ you answer back. Your mouth is too full to manage anything more. You force yourself to chew and swallow before responding. @@.yellow;"I had the worst headache all day and it got better after work. Whenever my head hurts I lose my appetite, but now it's all back and I'm starving."@@ [[You reach for another roll.|W8W][$control.location to "Date 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 2">>@@.arthur;"That sucks."@@ His voice drops a little. <<if $temp.switch2>>It seems like he's moved on from being upset just a moment earlier. Thank goodness! <</if>>@@.arthur;"One of my friends gets migraines. The only thing that helps is smoking."@@ You frown. How would cigarettes help with a migraine? Arthur recognizes the look on your face and quickly shakes his head. He pantomimes someone inhaling, but the way his fingers are meeting his lips doesn't look quite like a cigarette… oh! @@.arthur;"Have you ever done that?"@@ @@.yellow;"No."@@ @@.arthur;"Really?"@@ He looks surprised. @@.arthur;"Not once?"@@ You shake your head. You can't tell him that in high school you were way too uncool to be invited to do anything like that. And it's not like you had friends you could experiment with. The entirety of your drug experience begins and ends with what you've seen in movies. @@.arthur;"Oh. Any interest?"@@ <<if $femgate gte 80>>@@.yellow;"I don't know,"@@ you confess. @@.yellow;I've just heard so many negative things growing up that it's a little scary, you know?"@@<<else>>@@.yellow;"Not really. A lot of guys in my senior class smoked and by the end of the year they seemed dumber than ever. I like being able to string two sentences together."@@<</if>> Arthur nods agreeably. @@.arthur;"That makes sense. I've only done it a few times, but it's definitely not for everyone."@@ [[As far as dates go this could be worse.|W8W][$control.location to "Date 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 3">><<AddFem 2>>It's funny to think like you're some sort of expert on dates. It wasn't that long ago that you'd never even been on one! But after some reflection you decide that it hardly matters. Last week Arthur took you out to do something fun, and tonight he took you somewhere nice and classy. He's definitely keeping things fresh and interesting. Your conversation drifts from the serious to the mundane. By the time the food comes you both have laughed quite a bit and things feel nicer than ever. The prime rib is <<if $temp.switch2>>okay. It's way overcooked compared to how you like it, but you find that you got pretty full on bread anyway.<<else>>delicious. Slightly overcooked compared to what you'd prefer, but still really good.<</if>> The best part of the meal is easily dessert. The slice of chocolate cake that you ordered is so good that it alone would make the trip to the restaurant worth it. Arthur seems amused by your choice. You're actually offended by his. Who the heck orders key lime pie? Nobody under the age of seventy eats that stuff. Once Arthur pays the two of you [[stroll out of the restaurant.|W8W][$control.location to "Date 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 4">>@@.yellow;"Thanks for tonight. I had fun."@@ @@.arthur;"The date doesn't have to be over if you don't want it to be,"@@ Arthur says a little too lightly. The forced cavalier attitude makes you think he might have more planned. <<if $temp.switch2>><<AddFem 1>>@@.yellow;"Really? I wasn't sure if you were still mad or not. I thought you might want to call it before it got too late."@@ He scoffs. @@.arthur;"We're past it. You apologized, it's done."@@ Wow. Arthur is so much more mature compared to Jake. It's kind of a startling contrast.<<else>>@@.yellow;"I'd like that,"@@ you offer a faint smile in return. <</if>>A loud ringing sound makes you both flinch. Arthur curses and fishes his phone out of his pocket. @@.arthur;"One second, it's my dad."@@ [[He steps away.|W8W][$control.location to "Date 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date 5">>While you wait you casually glance around the hotel lobby. You idly note the <<if $femgate gte 88>>tasteful décor<<elseif $femgate gte 82>>intriguing decorations<<elseif $femgate gte 75>>interesting art and pieces on display<<else>>cool stuff<</if>> all around you. Paintings on the walls, sculptures on pedestals. It's exactly the type of place your parents would choose to stay at. How much did Arthur spend on dinner? It's really nice of him to treat you like this. Arthur comes back looking <<if $temp.switch2>><<if $femgate gte 86>>ticked<<else>>pissed<</if>> off again<<else>>unhappy<</if>>. @@.arthur;"I'm really sorry. My dad needs me. It's been a stressful two weeks for him. The last couple of days especially."@@ You can tell that he's trying to convince himself as much as you. @@.arthur;"I really need to go. I'm sorry. I promise, this won't happen again."@@ <<if $temp.switch2>>What a disappointing night over all. Between inadvertently causing an argument and now the night being cut short this has really sucked. Maybe your dating life isn't going as well as you thought it was. @@.arthur;"I'll take you home."@@ His voice is full of regret. Despite the earlier conflict he seems genuinely unhappy to have to do this. That makes you feel a little better. @@.yellow;"It's okay."@@ [[Back to his car.|W8W][$control.location to "Date end"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<elseif $flag.tf>><<if $femgate gte 88>><<AddFem 1>>@@.yellow;"It's okay,"@@ you tell him. What a shame about all of this. You were having such fun! You'd be almost tempted to do something quick for him, just as a thank you for the lovely evening. Arthur would likely appreciate a thank-you-via-orgasm, but this is far too public a setting for something like that. You're not going to get on your knees and engage in oral when there's a chance for discovery. It's a hotel for goodness sakes! @@.arthur;"I'll take you home."@@ His voice is full of regret." @@.yellow;"It's okay,"@@ you repeat. [[Back to Arthur's car.|W8W][$control.location to "Date end"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 2>>Your mind races. It's a bummer that the date has to be cut short, but maybe you can still make the ending memorable. Arthur deserves a thank you for the lovely meal, too. If nobody sees us then it isn't a big deal. It's just oral sex. @@.yellow;"How soon do you have to get to your dad?"@@ @@.arthur;"Pretty soon,"@@ he confirms with a frown. @@.arthur;"Why?"@@ @@.yellow;"Maybe we can have a little fun first."@@ You pointedly look down the hall. @@.yellow;"Maybe if there's somewhere private?"@@ Arthur's eyes go wide with understanding. @@.arthur;"Oh. Okay, yeah."@@ Before either of you have time to change your minds you grab his hand. Together you [[go down the hotel's hallway|W8W][$control.location to "Arthur blowjob"]], walking along until you're out of the lobby and in one of the wings of rooms.<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>><<if femgate gte 88>>>><<AddFem 1>>Your mind races. It's a bummer that the date has to be cut short, but maybe you can still make the ending memorable. Arthur deserves a thank you for the nice meal, too. If nobody sees us then it isn't a big deal. It's just giving head. Not to mention it's all you can do, really. It's not like regular sex is on the table. @@.yellow;"How soon do you have to get to your dad?"@@ @@.arthur;"Pretty soon,"@@ he confirms with a frown. @@.arthur;"Why?"@@ @@.yellow;"Maybe we can have a little fun first."@@ You pointedly look down the hall. @@.yellow;"Maybe if there's somewhere private?"@@ Arthur's eyes go wide with understanding. @@.arthur;"Oh. Okay, yeah."@@ Before either of you have time to change your minds you grab his hand. Together you [[go down the hotel's hallway|W8W][$control.location to "Arthur blowjob"]], walking along until you're out of the lobby and in one of the wings of rooms.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 1>>@@.yellow;"It's okay,"@@ you tell him. That sucks, you were having fun with him. Ah well, it's probably for the best. With such an expensive date Arthur might have been expecting something sexual in return. Now you're off the hook for coming up with an excuse for why you can't have sex with him. I guess that's a silver lining. @@.arthur;"I'll take you home."@@ His voice is full of regret." @@.yellow;"It's okay,"@@ you repeat. Poor dude feels so badly. [[Back to Arthur's car.|W8W][$control.location to "Date end"]]<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur blowjob ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur blowjob">>Eventually you're far enough off that there are no prying eyes around. You quickly identify a bathroom and pull Arthur toward it. @@.arthur;"How'd you know this was here?"@@ @@.yellow;"Places like this host events all the time. They need public bathrooms on the first floor for wandering visitors."@@ You ignore the appraising look Arthur gives you. When you pull him into the room he leans his back against the door. Well, getting on your knees on a bathroom floor isn't the classiest thing you've ever done. But it's at a highly rated hotel, so that makes it a little less trashy. Right? You tug down the zipper of Arthur's pants. His boxers are blacker than obsidian. Damn, he even color coordinated his underwear. Someone must have hoped they were getting laid tonight. There's a visible tenting in said boxers even as you watch. Arthur must like what's happening. [[So make it happen.|W8W][$control.location to "Arthur blowjob 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Arthur blowjob 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Arthur blowjob 2">><<AddBlowjob "Arthur">><<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 2>>You go a little too fast, you have to admit. While Arthur is clearly into it can tell he'd enjoy it better if you were taking your time. But with the imminent threat of discovery that's not going to happen. Still, you do try to make it a good experience. Yes, you need to be quick. But that doesn't mean it has to be suck, either. Well, obviously it has to suck. The other kind of suck. You giggle, which might be the first time you've ever done so with a penis in your mouth. Thank goodness Arthur doesn't notice. It's taking a little too long for him to finish and you're worried that someone will come into the bathroom soon. <<if $breastsize gte 21>>You would use your breasts to help things but you don't want your clothing to get too disheveled. <</if>>You redouble your efforts with your mouth and tongue. Finally Arthur groans. You quickly angle him toward the sink. Unfortunately your aim – or is it his aim? – is off and instead of landing inside the sink Arthur's spunk ends up all over the restroom counter top. You quickly wet a paper towel and wipe up the mess while Arthur sheepishly thanks you. @@.yellow;"No problem, but we should go before we're caught."@@ [[And that's the time you gave a blowjob in a hotel.|W8W][$control.location to "Date end"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddBreath_Strong "cum">><<AddFem 1>>It's strange how you aren't more anxious knowing you could be caught at any second. Maybe it's because you've spent two months trying not to be found out as a guy. Risking exposure has almost become the norm for you. You try not to think about the ticking clock. Easier said than done. No matter how much you concentrate on the act at hand a disengaged part of you continues to track the passing of time. It makes you feel badly for Arthur; this can't be that pleasurable given how distracted you are. Granted, judging by the sounds he's making he seems to be enjoying himself. You're so distracted that you're caught completely unawares when Arthur ejaculates. The unexpected deluge causes you to cough and choke. For some reason you find this sort of funny and now you're having a choking fit punctuated by giggles. Arthur sheepishly offers you a paper towel to clean up with while thanking you for the experience. Then the two of you rush out, both to not get caught and because Arthur will be late to help his had. [[To the car!|W8W][$control.location to "Date end"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Date end ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Date end">>The car ride back is quiet. <<CheckBlowjob "Arthur" 52>><<if _isonlist>><<AddFem 1>>Arthur's probably tired from orgasming; you know that masturbating always makes you sleepy. It's fine. Your headache is back slightly so you don't mind the lack of conversation. When the cottage comes into sight Arthur resumes apologizing for needing to end the date and thanking you for what you did in the bathroom. It's sort of funny that for once you're reassuring someone else. Normally you're the one saying both thank you and sorry. You wish him a good night and then [[go inside.|W8W][$control.location to "Afternoon"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $temp.switch2>>You know that both of you feel like tonight didn't go according to plan. Between arguing and having to end things early… well, it feels like a missed opportunity. Arthur echoes your thoughts. @@.arthur;"Next time, let's have the best date ever. It'll make us forget this one ever happened."@@ @@.yellow;"Deal. It's a date."@@ At least you two parted on good terms. Doing so makes you feel a little better. You wave goodbye and then [[go into the cottage.|W8W][$control.location to "Afternoon"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You can tell Arthur is disappointed that things had to end early. Heck, you are too! You hope his dad won't be a recurring problem. You consider asking Arthur why he has to help out so much, but you decide now isn't a good time. Given the circumstances it's probably a sore subject. When the cottage comes into sight Arthur apologizes some more. He does promise to make it up to you next time, which is nice. This way you have something to look forward to. You say goodbye to him and wait until his car has driven off before you [[go inside your cottage.|W8W][$control.location to "Afternoon"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Afternoon ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Afternoon">><<WearPajama>><<if $route.cosplay>>You take a hot shower, partially because you feel like you need one and partially because you want to make sure that your headache doesn't return during the night. Heat always seems to help with that. Once you're done you change into your pajamas. You aren't quite tired yet, and it isn't that late. What should you do with the rest of your evening? It's been a while since you live-streamed. Your pajamas aren't exactly the right clothes for such a thing, but you could always change. You might as well check your account and maybe play a match. What else are you going to do? [[Let's live-stream.|W8W][$control.location to "Streaming"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You let yourself take a hot shower, mostly to make sure that your killer headache doesn't make a comeback while you're asleep. Once you're done you change into your pajamas and crawl into bed. You spend a while browsing Peddit before finally laying down for [[sleep.|W8R]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Streaming ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Streaming">>You boot up both Jerk and Call of Deity. Jerk loads first. As soon as you log in you see a ton of notifications. <<routes>><<job "store">>All right, let's see what gross shit they've sent me today.<<job "res">>Oh boy, here we go.<</routes>> <<if $femgate gte 83>><<AddFem 2>>"Hello goddess DJ. I showed my mother your picture but she said many bad things. She does not understand. I told her you are my woman now and I do not need her. We will be together soon! Yo when this thot streaming again? Anyone else think that poster above is creepy as fuck? If DJ goes missing the fbi better call this weird fuck first. For real^ ^x3 she is kind a hoe tho rite. she never told him to stop so she must secretly like it. all women like this attention if they say they dont their lyying maybe he donates a lot to her You thirsty bitches are beta cucks. This slut isnt even that good at CDO she just knows beta cucks like you will throw money at anyone who shows their tits. Stop falling for it you pathetic fucks. She's barely an average player don reward for being a gril eyyyyy illthrow twenty in now if you send me a picture of your asshole"<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>"Good morning goddess DJ. My mother says you are okay are for marry. Pleae tell me when it is good time for visit. we are excte to meat you it has been very long and i want to see you beautiful girfriend hard pass, if i m going to sub you need to be sexer tbh imo I think shes really cute shes not bad most of these pussies would kill to get a girl like this irl can we request deities? Im not good enough with Gabriel. Any tips would be appreciated!!!!!!! The pussy better be better then the face."<</if>> Horrible. Why is it always like this? I feel like streaming isn't worth the effect this is having on my mental health. Especially since I haven't even made money doing it, yet. That's true. You haven't made a dime. But you've been demeaned and objectified plenty. Maybe none of this is worth it. There's no guarantee that you're going to make anything in the end. And let's say by some miracle that you do succeed and cash starts rolling in; you'd be stuck pretending to be a girl for who knows how long. That's the best case scenario. Regardless, every time you stream you run the risk of someone back in the city recognizing you. Which is the worst case scenario. But either way, in the mean time you have to put up with disgusting comment after disgusting comment. This isn't worth it. Maybe I should quit. On top of the comments you've got unread messages, too. You sigh and decide to [[look at the most recent one.|W8W][$control.location to "Streaming 2"]] It might help you make up your mind.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Streaming 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Streaming 2">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<set _requirements to 0>> ║ │ <<if $flag.fanservice eq false>> ║ │ <<set _requirements += 1>> ║ │ <</if>> ║ │ <<if $flag.hotstreaming>> ║ │ <<set _requirements += 1>> ║ │ <</if>> ║ │ <<if $flag.sellouting>> ║ │ <<set _requirements += 1>> ║ │ <</if>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>There are many, many unread messages. Some came in staggered, like one new one a day. Others came in spurts, with multiple messages being received within the space of a few minutes. <<if _requirements eq 3>>The latest message is actually from only an hour ago. You click it and brace yourself, fully expecting another deluge of profanity and objectification. Hi Deity DJ, We're a growing marketing company on the west coast. We work with a number of vendors that specialize in gaming, esports, and more. We've been fans of you ever since we saw your tournament win last month. We think it's great whenever new, strong women enter the gaming scene! Your live-stream has really drawn our attention. We think you display a willingness to engage with your viewers, a desire to make them happy, and the charm to attract a wider demographic. You've got so much potential! As you well know, potential isn't a guarantee. We've seen many streamers with the same qualities break out onto the scene. We've also seen them flame out with nothing to show for it. Streaming is a business. Unless you have the know how to advance your product you're going to fade into obscurity. In your case the product is, well, you. It's our belief that with the right positioning, and the right guidance, you can become a much bigger name. We'd like you to considering partnering with us. As stated, we partner with many vendors. If you work with us you'll be a paid influencer for the products and brands that our vendors put out. In return for showing these products on your stream we can offer monetary compensation. Additionally, we'll send you advice drawn from the best data analytics available. This will include suggestions on what demographic to reach out to next, slogans developed with our focus groups, and the best ways to develop your public persona. We know how to create success, DJ, and we want you to be the next success we create. If you're interested please read over the contract attached below. Return it with your e-signature and then take the personality quiz linked below. This quiz has been specially modified based on your interests. We purchased the methodology from a data collection company that studies trends in social media by using information curation and outreach analytics. Not only will this quiz tell us which of our vendors you'd be best marketing for, it will also help us determine which of their specific products your audience demographic will find appealing. We look forward to hearing your decision. We very much hope to be working with you. -Kai Patton, Chief Talent Acquisition West Coast Magicians™" [[Holy shit.|W8W][$control.location to "Streaming 3"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>><<set $route.cosplay to false>><<WearPajama>>The latest message is from last night. You click it and try to keep an open mind, hoping it will be something encouraging. <<routes>><<job "store">>Hell<<job "res">>Heck<</routes>>, as long as it's about your gameplay you wouldn't even care if it's critical or negative. So long as gender, looks, or sexual acts don't come into play you'll take harsh feedback. @@.yellow;"Okay, internet. Don't let me down."@@ The message reads as follows: <<if $femgate gte 84>><<routes>><<job "store">><<AddFem 2>>"Damn you remind me of a girl from my homteown. Cassidy the Assidy. She was super cool. If this is Cssdy do you rmbr Wyatt? I sat behind you in math. Super cool that your on this site. We should meet up haha. Do you rmbr in tenth grade when you said youd let evry guy in our grade do you in the butt by graduation hahah? Lol I was just thinking I never got the chance haha. It would be funny if we met up and you let me do it cuz I didn't get to then cuz everyone else did but I didttn. I was sick and had to leave during tweltve grade so its really sad I was the only one who didt get to do yor ass. I always throut you were super hot too. Hmu my number is" You push the computer away in disgust. At first your heart started pounding when he said he remembered you but it sounds like a case of mistaken identity. What a relief. But what would you do if it was someone who did recognize you? For a second there you thought you worst fear was coming true. And what the fuck, did this guy seriously just ask if you'd have butt sex with him? Who does that? The fact that he isn't even sure if you're his old friend kind of makes it worse; is he seriously okay with propositioning a stranger like that? @@.yellow;"I'm so done with this shit."@@ You don't need the internet if you want to have people say nasty, dirty stuff to you. There are plenty of local dudes willing to do it. I think my time streaming has come to an end.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<job "res">><<if $flag.spinlessons>><<AddFem 3>>"Greetings. I am writing you with an arrangement in mind that I believe would be mutually beneficial. You are, to put it succinctly, a beauty. I have long searched for someone with your exact features. I propose a partnership with you. In exchange for a handsome monthly allotment I would like the following in turn: 1- Every morning you send me a naked, full body photograph. You must be devoid of all body hair and markings. Visible tattoos or makeup will end our agreement immediately. 2- On WeekEnd mornings you will send me a video. These must be no less than two minutes long and no more than four. Failure to adhere to the time constraints will end our arrangement. a. In these videos you may be clothed. You will speak to me as if I am your boyfriend. You will speak me to as if we are in love. You will speak as if I am away on vacation and you miss me. b. Number 1 must be followed even if you are doing Number 2 because it is a WeekEnd morning. 3- Twice per month you will send me a video of your feet. You must do this within one hour of getting a pedicure. Poorly maintained feet will immediately end our arrangement. 4- On the fifteenth and nineteenth of every month you will send me a photograph of your underwear. You must have masturbated to climax in them within five minutes of sending the image. There must be visible proof of this on the underwear. 5- You must not have a boyfriend while our arrangement is ongoing. If you have relations with any man it will immediately end our arrangement. 6- To prove you are following your end of our arrangement you will submit to random checks twice per calendar week, but never more than twice. Within one hour of receiving my request you will send me a photograph of your genitalia. I will compare these to previous photographs. If I decide that there is a difference in presentation indicating recent copulation with a man then our agreement will end immediately. 7- It is okay for you to have relationships with women." @@.yellow;"What the hell am I reading?"@@ You scroll down. Holy mother of Poseidon. There's fifty-three freaking entries on this psycho's list? @@.yellow;"Nope. No way. Not doing this."@@ Something tells you that this guy would end up turning you into a nightstand or a bodysuit or something. @@.yellow;"At least he wasn't too rude about it?"@@ Who are you kidding, this is horrible. In fact, this is the worst thing so far. @@.yellow;"I'm done with this."@@ It's not until you say the words out loud that you realize how true they are. You are done. Way past done.<<else>>"Hey, how much does it cost for the weekend? Me and my mates are going to Thailand. We'll pay for your airfare hotel and food. Travel on Friday and youll go back on Monday. We only want you for the weekend. Does a thou cover it?" @@.yellow;"You've gotta be kidding me."@@ You grit your teeth. How dare they write to you like you're a common streetwalker; this has gone too far! If streaming on Jerk has only resulted in viewers believing you'd debase yourself like this then it's definitely time for you to stop.<</if>><</routes>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>><<routes>><<job "store">><<AddFem 1>>"heyyyyyy my friends and i have a bet going. they think your another thot but i know,,, i told them i knew you fo real and they want proof,,, if you can send me some pictures no1 else has and a video saying im ur bf it would help a lotcass im defending ur honur. ,m good with potoship send me a beekeenee or underware pic plees ill potoship us together and my friends will stop making fun of u" @@.yellow;"Oh for fuck's sakes."@@ You aren't going to click on his profile but he writes like a horny thirteen-year-old. Either a kid has a crush on you or it's an adult who sounds like a hormonal adolescent. Neither are good options. Maybe he thought you'd swoon because he's "defending ur honur" but really you're only insulted. You did not need to hear that his friends are talking mad shit about you. Fuck this shit.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<job "res">><<AddFem 2>>"G'day. How much for a picture of ur butthole? I will donate thirty quid to ur stream, and an extra fiver if u have a bush. Cheers!" @@.yellow;"Nope. Nope, nope, nope."@@ Doesn't even matter that the dude was polite about it. You're done with this crap.<</routes>><</if>> Annoyed, you put up a curt announcement on Jerk stating that due to the type of comments and messages you're getting you're going to step away from streaming. It's perhaps a little <<routes>><<job "store">>bitchier<<job "res">>harsher<</routes>> than necessary, but you're still fuming from the message you read. You learned your lesson. Live-streaming just isn't for you. Maybe if you were a different type of person or had a different personality you could do it, but it's not like you can change yourself at will. Whatever. Still annoyed, you go about your bedtime routine and then kill time on Peddit until it's late enough. [[Then it's off to bed.|W8R]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Streaming 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Streaming 3">>This is crazy. You almost don't know how to react. This is exactly what I've been working for. Your brain feels like its moving in slow motion. Actual, real money for streaming. Holy <<routes>><<job "store">>flying shit on a stick!<<job "res">>crap.<</routes>> You lean back, almost too dazed to process this new information. This is incredible! @@.yellow;"Ahhhh!"@@ <<routes>><<job "store">>You have a surprising itch to call Justine and share the news with her. Only fear holds you back. You've never had much luck in the past sharing achievements. Between being an only child and your lack of friends there was just never anyone to tell. Your parents were always disdainful of anything you might be excited about. You learned early on not to go to them. Somehow they always found a way to make your enthusiasm vanish. You remember in middle school having a teacher praise a writing assignment you'd done. She said she was going to submit it to a local blog. You went home and told your parents you might be published on a website. Even now you can distinctly remember your dismissively snorting and muttering that he's been featured on dozens of websites, so one is nothing to be proud of. You gulp and put your phone away. Justine would probably just think it's lame, anyway. She doesn't like video games. Better to not tell anyone than risk them thinking less of you.<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">><<if $flag.destinysplace>>You have this crazy impulse to call Destiny and tell her all about it. But you pull your hand back before it can even pick up your phone. Destiny would probably pretend to be interested. She's too nice to do anything else. But there's no way she'd really care. She'd probably just wish you weren't calling her. You've never had much luck in the past sharing achievements. Between being an only child and your lack of friends there was just never anyone to tell. Your parents were always disdainful of anything you might be excited about. When you were little you would approach your parents' assistants to tell them things because they were the only ones who would stop and listen. But then one day you overheard them all joking about how you're annoying and weird. After that you figured nobody really cared if you did anything, so you should just keep it to yourself. Yeah, Destiny doesn't need to know. No reason to make her think less of you. Besides, video games aren't really her thing.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You wish you had a close friend you could call and share the news with. But you've always wished for that. Growing up you never had anyone you could share achievements with. Between being an only child and your lack of friends there was just never anyone to tell. Your parents were always disdainful of anything you might be excited about. After learning the hard way that nobody cared about anything you were proud of you started keeping it all to yourself. That's a good strategies with bullies, too; if they don't know that you care about something than they can't use it to hurt you. You shove your phone away just to make sure it doesn't somehow tempt you. There's no point in picking it up. You'd only be sad as you scrolled through the contacts and realized there was no one to call.<</if>><</routes>> @@.yellow;"This is stupid,"@@ you grumble to the empty house. @@.yellow;"I should be happy right now instead of making myself feel badly."@@ Right. You should be celebrating! [[This is good news.|W8W][$control.location to "Streaming 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Streaming 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Streaming 4">>You pull up the contract, curious to see what it says. It's surprisingly detailed, with over thirty pages full of clauses and all sorts of things. You skip to the compensation and your eyes go wide. It's not exactly a huge, life-changing amount. But depending on where you lived and your lifestyle choices it would probably be enough to survive on. There are escalators for bonuses based on traffic analytics for products you market. Some of the information goes over your head. But you think that what it comes down to is if you do well and the stuff you're pitching sees a spike in sales then you'll make more money. @@.yellow;"For a few hours of work a week I could be a professional streamer."@@ Even saying the words aloud isn't enough; it still feels like this is all a fantasy. How many people would kill to be in your position right now? Sadly, it's not all fun and rainbows. The contract contains some concerning, too. For one thing, they want you on a multi-year deal. That's a bit problematic considering the summer ends in like a month. <<if $femgate gte 90>>You'd have to be $name and DJ for a lot longer.<<elseif $femgate gte 80>>You wouldn't be able to be both Danny and DJ at the same time.<<else>>How can you be Danny again if you're working as the streamer DJ?<</if>> Maybe you could make it work, though, even after the summer ends. It didn't take much for people here to think you were a girl. You bet if you hit the eWardrobe right before streaming you can pass easily as DJ. Then back into the eWardrobe, lose the makeup and girl clothes, get into boy clothes and voila! Nobody would be the wiser. Right? Well, one thing is for sure: [[It's a lot to think about.|W8W][$control.location to "Streaming 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Streaming 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Streaming 5">><<AddFem 1>>If you sign the contract you're essentially living the dream. They'll be giving you money to play video games! Every gamer in the world fantasizes about exactly this! But I'll have to do it as a girl. Eight weeks ago that would have terrified you. Now you're almost surprised by how calmly you're reacting. If I don't sign I might be losing out on a once in a lifetime opportunity. How many people pretend to be something they aren't so they can succeed? Probably loads. Most celebrities, lots of actors and musicians. Really, this wouldn't be that different. No, there are other concerns. Bigger concerns. The duration of the contract, for one. And what if you get found out? What if the WiFi at your dream college is so bad that you can't stream? What if somebody recognizes you? Maybe you can have it all. Sign the contract, stream until it's no longer convenient with your life, and then ghost them. You still want to go to college and stuff, and being a professional streamer in a university setting would be really difficult anyway. Why can't you have your cake and eat it? You could stream until it's no longer convenient. What's the worst that happens? They fire you? Big deal. You get blacklisted? DJ won't even exist at that point. You lick your lips. Could you really do this? Will you really do this? What will you do? [[Sign the contract.|W8W][$control.location to "Streaming 6"]] [[Don't sign.|W8W][$control.location to "Streaming end"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Streaming 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Streaming 6">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<set $temp.text1 to "">> ║ │ <<set _array to ["a", "b", "c", "d", "e", "f", "g", "h", "i", "j", "k", "l", "m", "n", "o"]>> ║ │ <<for _i to 0; _i lt 10; _i++>> ║ │ <<set $temp.text1 += _array.pluck()>> ║ │ <</for>> ║ │ <<set $temp.text2 to "">> ║ │ <<set $temp.number1 to 0>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>It takes you less than five minutes to initial and e-sign everywhere. As soon as you finish you send the contract back. Now your attention is turned to the personality quiz. So this will tell them what products I'd be best at showcasing? You suppose that makes sense. It would be weird to ask someone to talk about a mountain bike or something if they know nothing of fitness. I'll just answer honestly and see what comes back. Given that you're a gamer and your stream is about Call of Deity you can already predict what your result what will be. @@.yellow;"Still,"@@ you muse, @@.yellow;"ya never know."@@ [[Start the personality quiz.|W8W][$control.location to "Contract quiz"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Streaming end ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Streaming end">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<$route.cosplay to false>> ║ │ <<WearPajama>> ║ │ <<AddFem 1>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>Forget it. If you've learned one thing from your parents it's that once you sign on the dotted line the person with the most money is in control. They typically said it when referring to their willingness to employ lawyers, even against their own business partners. But as a mostly broke young adult you know you wouldn't be able to fight against this contract if it came down to it. Why risk getting the law involved with your charade? With a sigh you shoot a polite reply back explaining that you're flattered but not interested. Once that's done you sit back. I don't think this is going to work. Streaming was mostly a pipe dream, sure. But a part of you really did think that maybe you could make money doing it. Now that you realize it just isn't a possibility you figure you should stop all together. At this point it's all risk and no reward. You put an announcement up on Jerk that you're taking a break from streaming. It's not quite true – by break you mean "going away forever" – but that hardly matters. Once that's done you do something you haven't done in ages; you log into Call of Deity under your normal account. And then you play some matches. It's so nice to not be stressing about how you sound or look. You'd forgotten how much fun you had simply playing the game. You keep it up until late in the night. By the time you stop it's well after your usual bed time. Ha, this is more like how I used to be. Playing video games to all hours is definitely something the old Danny would have done. Finally you do your nighttime routine and then [[go to bed.|W8R]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Contract quiz ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Contract quiz">><<if $temp.number1 eq 10>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz end">><<goto "W8W">><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<set $control.eventmenu to true>> ║ │ <<set _char to $temp.text1.substr($temp.number1, 1)>> ║ │ <<set $temp.number1 += 1>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Contract quiz question ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Contract quiz question">><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Contract quiz end ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Contract quiz end">><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<set _i to 0>> <<set _countc to 0>> <<set _countf to 0>> <<set _countg to 0>> <<set _countl to 0>> <<set _countm to 0>> <<set _counts to 0>> <<for def $temp.text1[_i]>> <<switch $temp.text1[_i]>> <<case "c">> <<set _countc += 1>> <<case "f">> <<set _countf += 1>> <<case "g">> <<set _countg += 1>> <<case "l">> <<set _countl += 1>> <<case "m">> <<set _countm += 1>> <<case "s">> <<set _counts += 1>> <</switch>> <<set _i += 1>> <</for>> <<set _highscore to _countc>> <<set _highcat to "c">> <<if _countf gt _highscore>> <<set _highscore to _countf>> <<set _highcat to "f">> <</if>> <<if _countg gt _highscore>> <<set _highscore to _countg>> <<set _highcat to "g">> <</if>> <<if _countl gt _highscore>> <<set _highscore to _countl>> <<set _highcat to "l">> <</if>> <<if _countm gt _highscore>> <<set _highscore to _countm>> <<set _highcat to "m">> <</if>> <<if _counts gt _highscore>> <<set _highscore to _counts>> <<set _highcat to "s">> <</if>> <<switch _highcat>> <<case "c">> <<set $flag.activityroute to "clothes">> <<case "f">> <<set $flag.activityroute to "fitness">> <<case "g">> <<set $flag.activityroute to "geektoys">> <<case "l">> <<set $flag.activityroute to "lingerie">> <<case "m">> <<set $flag.activityroute to "makeup">> <<case "s">> <<set $flag.activityroute to "sextoys">> <</switch>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>>You answer the last question and are rewarded with a thank you screen. Huh, that's it? You were expecting something more. Your email goes off and you see a new message from West Coast Magicians. "Hi DJ, We saw you completed the personality assessment. We'll take the next few days to go over your contract and analyze the data from your answers. Once we've confirmed that the contract was signed correctly we will send you a package of the products we'd like you to post about. Included will be directions on the best ways to position these products. Expect the package to arrive this weekend. Cheers ~ ~ Rory McGorvs, WCM Marketing Coordinator" Wow, that was fast. So this weekend you'll get a box of cool stuff to show on your live-streams? Awesome! <<if $route.arthur>>You stifle a yawn and then head to bed with a smile on yourself. It's a bummer about the date with Arthur but at least the end of the night has been awesome. You [[fall asleep|W8R]] while fantasizing about all of the cool things they'll send your way. Apollo figurines, brand new deity skins, cool merch and stuff. What an awesome development for your life.<<else>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<WearPajama>>You change into your pajamas and do your nighttime routine with a smile on your face. Daydreams of cool merch and fun Deity gear spin around in your head. You just became a paid influencer for your favorite video game! Well, sort of. You don't work for Call of Deity, of course, but you're basically being paid to play it. Life is pretty dang good. [[Your dreams are full of countless fans cheering you on as you stream win after win.|W8R]]<</if>><</daypassage>><<silently>> ╔════════════════════════════════════════╦═╤══════════════════════╤═╦════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╔════╗ ╔════╗ ║ │ ╔══════════════════╗ │ ║ ╔════╗ ╔════╗ ║ ║ ║ ╟──────────────╢ ╟────────────╢ │ ║ ║ │ ╟────────────╢ ╟──────────────╢ ║ ║ ║ ╚════╝ ╔════╗ ╚════╝ ╔════╗ ║ │ ║ Event menu ║ │ ║ ╔════╗ ╚════╝ ╔════╗ ╚════╝ ║ ║ ║ ╟──────────────╢ ╟──╢ │ ║ ║ │ ╟──╟ ╟──────────────╢ ║ ║ ║ ╚════╝ ╚════╝ ║ │ ╚══════════════════╝ │ ║ ╚════╝ ╚════╝ ║ ╚════════════════════════════════════════╩═╧══════════════════════╧═╩════════════════════════════════════════╝ <</silently>><<switch _char>><<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Question 1 ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "a">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<set _choice to ["f", "l", "m", "g", "s"]>> ║ │ <<set _text0 to "The Ten Best Mountains to Climb in the Western Hemisphere">> ║ │ <<set _text1 to "Your diary or journal">> ║ │ <<set _text2 to "Standing Out: The Key to Separating Yourself From the Crowd">> ║ │ <<set _text3 to "The Expanded Universe of Astoria">> ║ │ <<set _text4 to "The Kama Sutra">> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>><div class="contractquizbody">@@.contractquizcounter;Question $temp.number1:@@ @@.contractquiztext;What book are we likely to find next to your bed?@@<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>> @@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text0>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[0]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text1>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[1]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text2>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[2]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text3>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[3]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text4>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[4]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@ </div><<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Question 2 ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "b">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<set _choice to ["s", "m", "l", "f", "g"]>> ║ │ <<set _text0 to "Wisdom\nGrowing from previous experiences. Learning for next time. Being mature in your identity, comfortable in your skin. Fear and indecision aren't factors for those who live in the present.">> ║ │ <<set _text1 to "Confidence\nYou put your best foot forward. You lead with a smile. You hold eye contact and speak to people, not at them. You're the queen of your tribe.">> ║ │ <<set _text2 to "Security\nIt's not about what others see, it's about what they don't. There is more than meets the eye. You don't open up easily. Others might be surprised about what's beneath your surface. That's why you pay more attention to your inner self than your outer one.">> ║ │ <<set _text3 to "Vim\nAny obstacle can be overcome. When your mind and body are both healthy then no challenge is insurmountable. When no challenge is insurmountable then all challenges are opportunities. When all challenges are opportunities then every moment is a gift of self-improvement.">> ║ │ <<set _text4 to "Happiness\nJoy is loving what you love without fear of judgment. You know how to make yourself happy. The key lies in keeping an open mind about trying new things, regardless of how quirky they might be.">> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>><div class="contractquizbody">@@.contractquizcounter;Question $temp.number1:@@ @@.contractquiztext;Going off of these descriptions, which quality would you value above all else?@@<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>> @@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text0>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[0]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text1>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[1]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text2>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[2]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text3>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[3]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text4>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[4]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@ </div><<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Question 3 ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "c">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<set _choice to ["l", "g", "f", "s", "m"]>> ║ │ <<set _text0 to "Trust\nWithout trust no relationship can function. Without trust all relationships fail. Opening yourself up and being vulnerable is an act of faith.">> ║ │ <<set _text1 to "Similar Interests\nHow else will you be able to spend time together? You want someone who will choose to pass the time in the same way that you do.">> ║ │ <<set _text2 to "Compatible lifestyles\nYour partner's life choices have to be complimentary toward your own; if you're determined to someday be a mother you can't marry someone who dislikes children. Your long-term goals must be complimentary.">> ║ │ <<set _text3 to "The right chemistry\nWhat good is a relationship without that spark? If you aren't seeing fireworks then you aren't seeing the right person.">> ║ │ <<set _text4 to "Good looks\nYou need someone who takes care of themselves and puts effort into their appearance like you do. If your partner isn't trying to look their best for you then they are taking you for granted.">> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>><div class="contractquizbody">@@.contractquizcounter;Question $temp.number1:@@ @@.contractquiztext;What do you value most in a romantic partner?@@<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>> @@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text0>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[0]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text1>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[1]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text2>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[2]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text3>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[3]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text4>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[4]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@ </div> <<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Question 4 ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "d">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<set _choice to ["g", "s", "l", "m", "f"]>> ║ │ <<set _text0 to "A compilation OST of the key tracks from every Space Combat film in the Space Combat franchise. ">> ║ │ <<set _text1 to "Twelve RnB Songs You Can't Say No To">> ║ │ <<set _text2 to "Emotionally Powerful Songs for the Acoustic Soul">> ║ │ <<set _text3 to "Top Pop Songs of the Last Two Years">> ║ │ <<set _text4 to "Twenty Songs to Get Your Heart Rate Up">> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>><div class="contractquizbody">@@.contractquizcounter;Question $temp.number1:@@ @@.contractquiztext;What playlist would you most look forward to listening to?@@<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>> @@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text0>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[0]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text1>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[1]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text2>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[2]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text3>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[3]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text4>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[4]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@ </div> <<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Question 5 ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "e">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<set _choice to ["m", "f", "s", "l", "g"]>> ║ │ <<set _text0 to "You and your partner look your best. Neither of you have ever looked better. It's a scene straight out of your best fantasy.">> ║ │ <<set _text1 to "You're outside, in the midst of nature, primal and in tune with each other.">> ║ │ <<set _text2 to "The only thing that matters is the orgasm. You want the best orgasm ever.">> ║ │ <<set _text3 to "You and your partner both put in effort to make it special. You're in your hottest underwear, they're in that little thing you find unquestionably sexy. It's intimate. It's raw. It's real. It's special.">> ║ │ <<set _text4 to "Your partner is a fictional character from your favorite narrative. Who cares if their skin is blue? In the dark blue fingers feel the same as non-blue fingers.">> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>><div class="contractquizbody">@@.contractquizcounter;Question $temp.number1:@@ @@.contractquiztext;Which of these most closely matches your ideal intimate encounter?@@<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>> @@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text0>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[0]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text1>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[1]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text2>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[2]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text3>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[3]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text4>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[4]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@ </div> <<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Question 6 ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "f">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<set _choice to ["s", "m", "g", "f", "l"]>> ║ │ <<set _text0 to "Min. Egyptian Pantheon.\nThe more structures of worship you erect the stronger you get. This gives you a big-picture approach. It's not a play style that many people appreciate, and even fewer are good at it.">> ║ │ <<set _text1 to "Oshun. Latin American Pantheon of the Orisha.\nYou empower other women and inspire them to be better. ">> ║ │ <<set _text2 to "Athena. Green Pantheon.\nGoddess of wisdom, courage, inspiration, arts.">> ║ │ <<set _text3 to "Michael. Judeo-Christian Pantheon.\nYou prefer his close-combat style. He can do everything, and do it well. But he's no easy deity; it takes lots of practice and dedication to be consistently good with the Archangel.">> ║ │ <<set _text4 to "The Norns. The Norse Pantheon.\nThe enemy team won't know which of the three you are upon spawn and which one you choose upon respawn. This gives you a great deal of versatility and an inherent advantage over other deities.">> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>><div class="contractquizbody">@@.contractquizcounter;Question $temp.number1:@@ @@.contractquiztext;You are first pick in a Call of Deity match. You don't know how the rest of your team will pick. Which deity would you prefer to play as? Remember, you can't control whether your team builds around you or not.@@<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>> @@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text0>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[0]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text1>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[1]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text2>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[2]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text3>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[3]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text4>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[4]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@ </div> <<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Question 7 ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "g">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<set _choice to ["m", "s", "g", "f", "l"]>> ║ │ <<set _text0 to "A brush">> ║ │ <<set _text1 to "Massage oil">> ║ │ <<set _text2 to "Action figures">> ║ │ <<set _text3 to "A tank top">> ║ │ <<set _text4 to "A bikini">> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>><div class="contractquizbody">@@.contractquizcounter;Question $temp.number1:@@ @@.contractquiztext;Which one of these products would you be most interested in posting about?@@<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>> @@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text0>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[0]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text1>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[1]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text2>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[2]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text3>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[3]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text4>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[4]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@ </div> <<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Question 8 ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "h">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<set _choice to ["s", "f", "m", "g", "l"]>> ║ │ <<set _text0 to "Your bedroom">> ║ │ <<set _text1 to "The beach">> ║ │ <<set _text2 to "A concert">> ║ │ <<set _text3 to "The set of your favorite show">> ║ │ <<set _text4 to "As long you feel safe and comfortable it doesn't matter">> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>><div class="contractquizbody">@@.contractquizcounter;Question $temp.number1:@@ @@.contractquiztext;Which location would you most like to live-stream from?@@<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>> @@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text0>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[0]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text1>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[1]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text2>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[2]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text3>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[3]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text4>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[4]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@ </div> <<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Question 9 ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "i">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<set _choice to ["f", "m", "g", "s", "l"]>> ║ │ <<set _text0 to "It's a chance for a fresh start! Reinvent yourself. Become the best you that you can!">> ║ │ <<set _text1 to "Use your knowledge of Earth dynamics and technology to attain a position of power.">> ║ │ <<set _text2 to "Use your knowledge of clichés and tropes to survive.">> ║ │ <<set _text3 to "You may or may not have fantasized about this before. New world so new rules. Maybe what's taboo on Earth isn't taboo here. Find out what new things you can get away with; maybe you can get away with things you'd never have dared to try on Earth. Maybe there are humans with animal ears that you can seduce. Or get to know. In a platonic way. And maybe physical.">> ║ │ <<set _text4 to "When in Rome, right? Try not to stand out. Blend in. Nobody will notice you if you keep your head down and don't bother anyone.">> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>><div class="contractquizbody">@@.contractquizcounter;Question $temp.number1:@@ @@.contractquiztext;You wake up in another world. What do you try to do?@@<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>> @@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text0>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[0]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text1>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[1]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text2>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[2]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text3>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[3]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text4>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[4]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@ </div> <<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Question 10 ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "j">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<set _choice to ["m", "l", "s", "f", "g"]>> ║ │ <<set _text0 to "The Real DJ.\nIt's your own reality show. Let the viewer get a peek into DJ's world.">> ║ │ <<set _text1 to "DJ's Therapy Hour.\nGet intimate with a celebrity in a comfortable, one-on-one setting. You and the guest star will share secrets, discuss inner fears and muse on personal goals. A different guest every week will keep things engaging and dynamic!">> ║ │ <<set _text2 to "Cooking with DJ!\nThe kitchen holds a lot of power. It doesn't matter whether you stay single, have a whole bunch of partners, or settle down! There will always be stomachs that appreciate good cooking. A well-made meal can do a lot. It can say a lot about a person. And it can often do more than nourish.">> ║ │ <<set _text3 to "Primal DJ.\nYou're put in an intense setting, such as a desert. One woman, one week of survival. Show people how to conquer their fears and the natural world.">> ║ │ <<set _text4 to "Fantastic DJ and Where to See Her.\nA show about wild adventures. Every week you'd cover a different myth, fictional setting, or cool character.">> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>><div class="contractquizbody">@@.contractquizcounter;Question $temp.number1:@@ @@.contractquiztext;Let's assume that you become wildly successful and famous. Eventually you get the option to make your own daytime show with you as the host! What kind of show would it be?@@<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>> @@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text0>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[0]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text1>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[1]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text2>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[2]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text3>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[3]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text4>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[4]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@ </div> <<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Question 11 ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "k">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<set _choice to ["l", "f", "s", "g", "m"]>> ║ │ <<set _text0 to "Ban them immediately.\nIf you're quick enough nobody will even see their comment.">> ║ │ <<set _text1 to "Address it head on.\nReply back in public and face the criticism.">> ║ │ <<set _text2 to "Try to convince them that they're mistaken.\nUse your powers of persuasion and your intimate knowledge of the human psyche.">> ║ │ <<set _text3 to "Correct them.\nThey're wrong and you know it. Here are facts and data to back your claims up. What evidence do they have to support their inane criticism?">> ║ │ <<set _text4 to "Fight fire with fire.\nIf they got nasty you get nasty. If they get mean you get mean. If they want to criticize a product you'll criticize them.">> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>><div class="contractquizbody">@@.contractquizcounter;Question $temp.number1:@@ @@.contractquiztext;One of your viewers responds negatively to the latest sponsored product that you are demonstrating. How do you respond?@@<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>> @@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text0>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[0]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text1>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[1]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text2>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[2]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text3>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[3]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text4>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[4]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@ </div> <<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Question 12 ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "l">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<set _choice to ["s", "m", "g", "l", "f"]>> ║ │ <<set _text0 to "However you need to\n;)">> ║ │ <<set _text1 to "You'll say whatever you need to say.\nAny promise will do. They probably won't expect you to actually follow through on them.">> ║ │ <<set _text2 to "Facts.\nLogic. An impassioned speech. Maybe a presentation with visual aids.">> ║ │ <<set _text3 to "Be honest with them.\nIf you show them how you really feel and how much you love the product then they'll be won over.">> ║ │ <<set _text4 to "Demand to hear their concerns in detail.\nThen go over your selling points. Rebut everything. Don't let them off the hook until they've changed their minds. You won't back down until you've got the sale.">> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>><div class="contractquizbody">@@.contractquizcounter;Question $temp.number1:@@ @@.contractquiztext;How would you motivate a viewer to purchase the product that you are being paid to influence?@@<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>> @@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text0>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[0]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text1>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[1]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text2>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[2]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text3>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[3]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text4>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[4]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@ </div> <<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Question 13 ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "m">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<set _choice to ["g", "s", "m", "l", "f"]>> ║ │ <<set _text0 to "Story-Telling 101: Developing a Narrative">> ║ │ <<set _text1 to "Biological Phases of the Human Body">> ║ │ <<set _text2 to "Theatre 203: The Importance of Props and Costumes When Creating Your Character">> ║ │ <<set _text3 to "Sociology 350: The Complex Dynamic of the Human Mind During Extreme Stress">> ║ │ <<set _text4 to "Gut Bacteria: The Chemistry of Our Stomachs">> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>><div class="contractquizbody">@@.contractquizcounter;Question $temp.number1:@@ @@.contractquiztext;Which class would you be qualified to teach?@@<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>> @@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text0>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[0]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text1>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[1]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text2>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[2]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text3>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[3]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text4>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[4]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@ </div> <<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Question 14 ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "n">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<set _choice to ["f", "g", "l", "m", "s"]>> ║ │ <<set _text0 to "Be aggressive.\nBe, be aggressive. You'll win with your superior skills.">> ║ │ <<set _text1 to "Be crafty.\nOutsmart them. Lure them into a trap.">> ║ │ <<set _text2 to "Try to get them into one-on-one fights.\nLet the best player win.">> ║ │ <<set _text3 to "Get into their heads.\nTalk trash to goad them into making a mistake.">> ║ │ <<set _text4 to "Try to get them into team battles.\nYour side will win because you have a balanced team.">> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>><div class="contractquizbody">@@.contractquizcounter;Question $temp.number1:@@ @@.contractquiztext;You're in a Call of Deity match with four randoms. None of them agree on which tactics your team should employ. What will you encourage your team to do in order to guarantee victory?@@<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>> @@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text0>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[0]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text1>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[1]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text2>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[2]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text3>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[3]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text4>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[4]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@ </div> <<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Question 15 ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "o">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<set _choice to ["l", "f", "s", "g", "m"]>> ║ │ <<set _text0 to "The Soloer\nSometimes nothing is more exhausting than babysitting idiots or protecting fools. You win when you're left to your own devices. Let the enemy come; you don't need help.">> ║ │ <<set _text1 to "The Ambusher\nPunish mistakes. Push advantages. Raid the enemy. You're a cerebral assassin, a skilled player who knows how to destroy an enemy team.">> ║ │ <<set _text2 to "The Support\nIt's easier to run around and save everybody else's asses. You're the unsung hero of dominant play.">> ║ │ <<set _text3 to "The Leader\nEveryone needs to listen to you. You know how to win! Call of Deity is a strategy game at heart and you are a master tactician. As long as your team follows your lead then victory will be assured.">> ║ │ <<set _text4 to "The Star\nYou need to have the most kills. If you're not getting the finishing blow then you're angry. The team should build around you; after all, once you're fed it's game over.">> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>><div class="contractquizbody">@@.contractquizcounter;Question $temp.number1:@@ @@.contractquiztext;Which of these roles do you like to fill the most in Call of Deity? @@<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>> @@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text0>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[0]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text1>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[1]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text2>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[2]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text3>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[3]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>>@@.contractquizchoice;\ <<button _text4>><<set $temp.text1 += _choice[4]>><<set $control.location to "Contract quiz">><<goto "W8W">><</button>>@@ </div> <</switch>><<silently>> ╔════╤╤════╦═════════════════════════════╦═╤══════════════════════╤═╦═════════════════════════════╦════╤╤════╗ ║ ││ ╟─────────────────────────────╢ │ ╔══════════════════╗ │ ╟─────────────────────────────╢ ││ ║ ╟────┤├────╢ ╔════╤╤════╗ ║ │ ║ ║ │ ║ ╔════╤╤════╗ ╟────┤├────╢ ║ ││ ╟────────╢ ││ ╟─────────╢ │ ║ Event menu end ║ │ ╟─────────╢ ││ ╟────────╢ ││ ║ ╚════╧╧════╝ ╟────┤├────╢ ║ │ ║ ║ │ ║ ╟────┤├────╢ ╚════╧╧════╝ ┌─┬─┬─┬─┬─┬─┬─┬─────╢ ││ ╟─────────╢ │ ╚══════════════════╝ │ ╟─────────╢ ││ ╟─────┬─┬─┬─┬─┬─┬─┬─┐ └─┘─┘─┘─┘─┘─┘─┘ ╚════╧╧════╝ ╚═╧══════════════════════╧═╝ ╚════╧╧════╝ └─└─└─└─└─└─└─┘ <</silently>>

<<silently>> ╔══╗ ╔══╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╗ ║ ╟──╢ ╠════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Appearance_ShowHairstyle ║ ║ ║ ║ Appearance: Show Hairstyle ║ ╟──╢ ╠═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ ║ ╚╗╔╝ ╟───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ║║ ║ The core widget for hairstyle display. ║ ║║ ║ Serves as a hub for description widget calls. ║ ║║ ╟─────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┐ ╚═══╝╚═══╩═════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╛ <</silently>><<widget Appearance_ShowHairstyle>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>>\ \ <<Hairstyle_HairDescription>>. <<Hairstyle_HairstyleDescription>>. \ \<<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ╔══╗ ╔══╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╗ ║ ╟──╢ ╠════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Hairstyle_HairDescription ║ ║ ║ ║ Hairstyle System: Hair Description ║ ╟──╢ ╠═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ ║ ╚╗╔╝ ╟───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ║║ ║ The main hair description widget. ║ ║║ ║ Calls the hair description text widgets in appropriate order and format. ║ ║║ ╟─────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┐ ╚═══╝╚═══╩═════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╛ <</silently>><<widget Hairstyle_HairDescription>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<if $current_hairstyle.variantType eq "color">>\ \ You have <<Hairstyle_HairCurlinessText>> hair that's <<Hairstyle_HairLengthText>>; <<Hairstyle_VariantText>> \ \<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $current_hairstyle.variantType eq "length">>\ \ You have <<Hairstyle_HairCurlinessText>> <<Hairstyle_HairColorText>> hair; <<Hairstyle_VariantText>> \ \<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $current_hairstyle.variantType eq "curliness">>\ \ You have <<Hairstyle_HairColorText>> hair that's <<Hairstyle_HairLengthText>>; <<Hairstyle_VariantText>> \ \<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>\ \ You have <<Hairstyle_HairCurlinessText>> <<Hairstyle_HairColorText>> hair <<Hairstyle_HairLengthText>> \ \<</if>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ╔══╗ ╔══╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╗ ║ ╟──╢ ╠════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Hairstyle_HairCurlinessText ║ ║ ║ ║ Hairstyle System: Hair Curliness Text ║ ╟──╢ ╠═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ ║ ╚╗╔╝ ╟───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ║║ ║ Displays simple text for hair curliness. ║ ║║ ╟─────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┐ ╚═══╝╚═══╩═════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╛ <</silently>><<widget Hairstyle_HairCurlinessText>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<switch $current_hairstyle.hairCurliness>><<silently>> -------------------------------------------------- <</silently>> \<<case "straight">>straight \<<case "wavy">>wavy \<<case "curly">>curly \<<case "coily">>coily \<<default>>wavy \<</switch>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ╔══╗ ╔══╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╗ ║ ╟──╢ ╠════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Hairstyle_HairColorText ║ ║ ║ ║ Hairstyle System: Hair Color Text ║ ╟──╢ ╠═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ ║ ╚╗╔╝ ╟───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ║║ ║ Displays simple text for hair color. ║ ║║ ╟─────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┐ ╚═══╝╚═══╩═════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╛ <</silently>><<widget Hairstyle_HairColorText>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<switch $current_hairstyle.hairDye>><<silently>> -------------------------------------------------- <</silently>> \<<case "">>brown \<<default>><<print $current_hairstyle.hairDye>> \ \<</switch>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ╔══╗ ╔══╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╗ ║ ╟──╢ ╠════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Hairstyle_HairLengthText ║ ║ ║ ║ Hairstyle System: Hair Length Text ║ ╟──╢ ╠═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ ║ ╚╗╔╝ ╟───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ║║ ║ Displays simple text for hair length. ║ ║║ ╟─────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┐ ╚═══╝╚═══╩═════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╛ <</silently>><<widget Hairstyle_HairLengthText>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<switch $current_hairstyle.hairLengthCategory>><<silently>> -------------------------------------------------- <</silently>> \<<case 1>>rather short \<<case 2>>reaching past your ears \<<case 3>>growing down to your neck \<<case 4>>growing down to your shoulders \<<case 5>>reaching past your shoulders \<<case 6>>growing down to your chest \<<case 7>>almost reaching your breasts \<<case 8>>breast-length \<<case 9>>waist-length \<<case 10>>growing down to your butt \<<case 11>>growing down to your groin \ \<</switch>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ╔══╗ ╔══╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╗ ║ ╟──╢ ╠════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Hairstyle_VariantText ║ ║ ║ ║ Hairstyle System: Hair Variant Text ║ ╟──╢ ╠═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ ║ ╚╗╔╝ ╟───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ║║ ║ Displays text for hair variant. ║ ║║ ╟─────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┐ ╚═══╝╚═══╩═════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╛ <</silently>><<widget Hairstyle_VariantText>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<set _hairCurliness to $current_hairstyle.hairCurliness>> <<set _hairDye to $current_hairstyle.hairDye>> <<set _value to $current_hairstyle.variantValue>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╚══════╝ ║ │ Curliness ╠═══╧═══╗───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╔══════╗ ╚═══════╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩══════╝ <</silently>><<if $current_hairstyle.variantType eq "curliness">>\ <<switch $current_hairstyle.variantID>><<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Curled ends ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "curled ends">>\ it starts out <<print _hairCurliness>> but becomes <<print _value>> near the ends \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "curliness_empty">>\ \ \<</switch>><<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╚══════╝ ║ │ Color ╠═══╧═══╗───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╔══════╗ ╚═══════╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩══════╝ <</silently>><<elseif $current_hairstyle.variantType eq "color">>\ <<switch $current_hairstyle.variantID>><<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Highlights ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "highlights">>\ it's <<print _hairDye>> with <<print _value>> highlights \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "color_empty">>\ \ \<</switch>><<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╚══════╝ ║ │ Length ╠═══╧═══╗───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╔══════╗ ╚═══════╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩══════╝ <</silently>><<elseif $current_hairstyle.variantType eq "length">>\ <<switch $current_hairstyle.variantID>><<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "length_empty">>\ \ \<</switch>><<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╚══════╝ ║ │ Other ╠═══╧═══╗───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╔══════╗ ╚═══════╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩══════╝ <</silently>><<elseif $current_hairstyle.variantType eq "other">>\ <<switch $current_hairstyle.variantID>><<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "other_empty">>\ \ \<</switch>> \<</if>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ╔══╗ ╔══╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╗ ║ ╟──╢ ╠════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Hairstyle_HairstyleDescription ║ ║ ║ ║ Hairstyle System: Hairstyle Description ║ ╟──╢ ╠═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ ║ ╚╗╔╝ ╟───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ║║ ║ The main hairstyle description widget. ║ ║║ ║ Calls the hairstyle description text widgets in appropriate order and format. ║ ║║ ╟─────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┐ ╚═══╝╚═══╩═════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╛ <</silently>><<widget Hairstyle_HairstyleDescription>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<if def $current_hairstyle.hairstyleDetail and $current_hairstyle.hairLengthCategory eq $current_hairstyle.hairstyleLengthCategory>>\ \ It's <<Hairstyle_HairstyleText>><<Hairstyle_DetailText>> \ \<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $current_hairstyle.hairLengthCategory eq $current_hairstyle.hairstyleLengthCategory>>\ \ It's <<Hairstyle_HairstyleText>> \ \<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif def $current_hairstyle.hairstyleDetail>>\ \ It's <<Hairstyle_HairstyleText>><<Hairstyle_DetailText>>; <<Hairstyle_HairstyleLengthText>> \ \<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>\ \ It's <<Hairstyle_HairstyleText>>, <<Hairstyle_HairstyleLengthText>> \ \<</if>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ╔══╗ ╔══╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╗ ║ ╟──╢ ╠════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Hairstyle_HairstyleText ║ ║ ║ ║ Hairstyle: Hairstyle Text ║ ╟──╢ ╠═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ ║ ╚╗╔╝ ╟───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ║║ ║ Displays text for hairstyle. ║ ║║ ╟─────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┐ ╚═══╝╚═══╩═════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╛ <</silently>><<widget Hairstyle_HairstyleText>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<hairstylelist>><<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╚══════╝ ║ │ ║ │ Loose hair ║ │ ╠═══╧═══╗───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╔══════╗ ╚═══════╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩══════╝ <</silently>><<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Loose ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "loose">>\ loose \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Teased out ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "teased out">>\ teased out \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Ringlets ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "ringlets">>\ in ringlets \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Frontpulled ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "frontpulled">>\ pulled to the front of your shoulders \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Shoulderpulled ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "shoulderpulled">>\ pulled forward over one shoulder \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Sidepulled ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "sidepulled">>\ pulled to one side \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Backpulled ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "backpulled">>\ pulled in the back \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Windswept ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "windswept">>\ windswept to either side \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Wet ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "wet">>\ wet and loose around your shoulders \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Messy ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "messy">>\ a mess \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "loose_empty">>\ \<<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╚══════╝ ║ │ ║ │ Ponytails ║ │ ╠═══╧═══╗───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╔══════╗ ╚═══════╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩══════╝ <</silently>><<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Low ponytail ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "low ponytail">>\ tied into a low ponytail \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Ponytail ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "ponytail">>\ pulled into a ponytail \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ High ponytail ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "high ponytail">>\ tied into a high ponytail \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Illusion ponytail ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "illusion ponytail">>\ tied into two ponytails that look like one longer one \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Sidetail ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "sidetail">>\ pulled into a side-tail \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Twintails ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "twintails">>\ \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Pigtails ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "pigtails">>\ pulled into twin pig-tails \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "ponytail_empty">>\ \<<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╚══════╝ ║ │ ║ │ Braids ║ │ ╠═══╧═══╗───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╔══════╗ ╚═══════╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩══════╝ <</silently>><<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Braid ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "braid">>\ braided into a single braid \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Short braid ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "short braid">>\ braided into a short braid \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Long braid ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "long braid">>\ braided into a long braid \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ French braid ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "french braid">>\ braided into a french braid \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Dutch braid ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "dutch braid">>\ braided into a dutch braid \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ waterfall ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "waterfall">>\ braided into looking like a hair waterfall \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Twin braids ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "twin braids">>\ braided into two braids \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "braid_empty">>\ \<<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╚══════╝ ║ │ ║ │ Buns ║ │ ╠═══╧═══╗───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╔══════╗ ╚═══════╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩══════╝ <</silently>><<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Bun ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "bun">>\ tied into a bun \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Backbunched ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "backbunched">>\ bunched in the back \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "bun_empty">>\ \<<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╚══════╝ ║ │ ║ │ Other ║ │ ╠═══╧═══╗───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╔══════╗ ╚═══════╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩══════╝ <</silently>><<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<hairstyle "other_empty">>\ \ <</hairstylelist>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ╔══╗ ╔══╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╗ ║ ╟──╢ ╠════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Hairstyle_DetailText ║ ║ ║ ║ Hairstyle System: Hairstyle Detail Text ║ ╟──╢ ╠═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ ║ ╚╗╔╝ ╟───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ║║ ║ Displays text for hair detail. ║ ║║ ╟─────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┐ ╚═══╝╚═══╩═════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╛ <</silently>><<widget Hairstyle_DetailText>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <<set _value to $current_hairstyle.detailValue>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╚══════╝ ║ │ Band ╠═══╧═══╗───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╔══════╗ ╚═══════╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩══════╝ <</silently>><<if $current_hairstyle.detailType eq "band">>\ <<switch $current_hairstyle.detailID>><<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Hairband ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "hairband">>\ and kept back with a simple <<print _value>> hairband \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Headband ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "headband">>\ and kept from your eyes by <<Grammar_WordPrefixSetter _value>> <<print _value>> headband \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Bandana ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "bandana">>\ , with <<Grammar_WordPrefixSetter _value>> <<print _value>> bandana putting it back \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "band_empty">>\ \ \<</switch>><<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╚══════╝ ║ │ Hair ╠═══╧═══╗───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╔══════╗ ╚═══════╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩══════╝ <</silently>><<elseif $current_hairstyle.detailType eq "hair">>\ <<switch $current_hairstyle.detailID>><<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Bangs ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "bangs">>\ , and you have bangs \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Strands ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "strands">>\ , except for two long strands near the corners of your forehead \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Big strands ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "big strands">>\ and hanging in front of both of your shoulders \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Tucked ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "tucked">>\ , tucked behind your ears and held there by <<print _value>> \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "hair_empty">>\ \ \<</switch>><<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╚══════╝ ║ │ Accessory ╠═══╧═══╗───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╔══════╗ ╚═══════╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩══════╝ <</silently>><<elseif $current_hairstyle.detailType eq "accessory">>\ <<switch $current_hairstyle.detailID>><<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Woven into lock ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "woven into lock">>\ , with <<Grammar_WordPrefixSetter _value>> <<print _value>> woven into a lock near the front of your face \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Jewels ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "jewels">>\ , with <<print _value>> jewels that flicker and reflect the light every time you move your head \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "accessory_empty">>\ \ \<</switch>><<silently>> ╔═══════╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦═══╤═══╤═══╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══╝───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╨───┴───┴───╚══════╝ ║ │ Pin ╠═══╧═══╗───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╥───┬───┬───╔══════╗ ╚═══════╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩═══╧═══╧═══╩══════╝ <</silently>><<elseif $current_hairstyle.detailType eq "pin">>\ <<switch $current_hairstyle.detailID>><<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Holding ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "holding">>\ , held there with a pin \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Base ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "base">>\ , with <<Grammar_WordPrefixSetter _value>> <<print _value>> hairpin at its base \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ Thematic ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "thematic">>\ , and there's a hairpin in it that looks like <<Grammar_WordPrefixSetter _value>> <<print _value>> \<<silently>> ╔═══════════╦═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╤═══════════╦══════╗ ╠═══╤═══════╝───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────┴───────────╚══════╝ ║ │ ╚═══╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ <</silently>><<case "pin_empty">>\ \ \<</switch>> \<</if>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><</widget>><<silently>> ╔══╗ ╔══╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╦════╗ ║ ╟──╢ ╠════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╩════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Hairstyle_HairstyleLengthText ║ ║ ║ ║ Hairstyle System: Hairstyle Length Text ║ ╟──╢ ╠═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ ║ ╚╗╔╝ ╟───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ║║ ║ Displays simple text for hairstyle length. ║ ║║ ╟─────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┬──────────────┐ ╚═══╝╚═══╩═════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╧══════════════╛ <</silently>><<widget Hairstyle_HairstyleLengthText>><<silently>> ┌───────┐╔════════════════════════════════════════╦╤═══════╕ ╘═══════╧╩════════════════════════════════════════╝└───────┘ <</silently>><<switch $current_hairstyle.hairstyleLengthCategory>><<silently>> -------------------------------------------------- <</silently>> \<<case 0>>it keeps your hair in one place, exposing your neck and back \<<case 1>>it's rather short, not even reaching past your ears \<<case 2>>it reaches a bit past your ears \<<case 3>>it covers your neck partially but not fully \<<case 4>>it covers your neck, reaching to your shoulders \<<case 5>>it reaches past your shoulders \<<case 6>>it's still fairly long, ending at the level of your armpits \<<case 7>>it's fairly long, almost reaching to your <<if $breastsize gte 13>>breasts<<else>>nipples<</if>> \<<case 8>>it's still long, covering your <<if $breastsize gte 13>>breasts<<else>>nipples<</if>> \<<case 9>>despite the decreased length it still reaches to your waist \<<case 10>>it's so long that even with the decreased length it still reaches to your butt \<<case 11>>it's so long that taking some length off doesn't stop if from reaching your crotch<<silently>> 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<<silently>> #################################################################################################### ## Outfit meta-data ## #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<widget InitialiseOutfits>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit to {}>> <<set $outfit.empty to { id: "" }>> <<set $current_outfit to clone($outfit.empty)>> #################################################################################################### ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -- Prologue outfits ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit.custom_prologue_clean to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "low ponytail", }, id: "custom_prologue_clean", category: "", tags: [""], }>> <<set $outfit.custom_prologue_dirty to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "low ponytail", }, id: "custom_prologue_dirty", category: "", tags: [""], }>> <<set $outfit.custom_prologue_changed to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "low ponytail", }, id: "custom_prologue_changed", category: "", tags: [""], }>> <<set $outfit.custom_prologue_changeddirty to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "low ponytail", }, id: "custom_prologue_changeddirty", category: "", tags: [""], }>> <<set $outfit.custom_prologue_interview to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "ponytail", }, id: "custom_prologue_interview", category: "", tags: [""], }>> <<set $outfit.custom_prologue_interviewslutty to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "ringlets", hairDye: "dark brown", hairCurliness: "curly", variantType: "color", variantID: "highlights", variantValue: "platinum", }, id: "custom_prologue_interviewslutty", category: "", tags: [""], }>> <<set $outfit.custom_prologue_substitute to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "ponytail", }, id: "custom_prologue_substitute", category: "", tags: [""], }>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -- Funk ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit.morning to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "messy", }, id: "morning", category: "", tags: [""], }>> <<set $outfit.bath to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "wet", }, id: "bath", category: "", tags: [""], }>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -- Other custom outfits ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit.custom_destiny_party to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", hairCurliness: "straight", variantType: "curliness", variantID: "curled ends", variantValue: "wavy", }, id: "custom_destiny_party", category: "", tags: [""], makeup: "outfit_custom_destiny_party", }>> <<set $outfit.custom_justine_clothes to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", }, id: "custom_justine_clothes", category: "", tags: [""], }>> <<set $outfit.custom_justine_party to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", hairDye: "dark brown", hairCurliness: "curly", variantType: "color", variantID: "highlights", variantValue: "blonde", }, id: "custom_justine_party", category: "", tags: [""], makeup: "outfit_custom_justine_party", }>> <<set $outfit.custom_justine_drunk to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", variantType: "color", variantID: "highlights", variantValue: "blonde", }, id: "custom_justine_drunk", category: "", tags: [""], makeup: "outfit_custom_justine_drunk", }>> <<set $outfit.custom_justine_outfit to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", }, id: "custom_justine_outfit", category: "", tags: [""], }>> <<set $outfit.custom_justine_showcase to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", hairDye: "dark brown", hairCurliness: "curly", variantType: "color", variantID: "highlights", variantValue: "blonde", }, id: "custom_justine_showcase", category: "", tags: [""], makeup: "outfit_custom_justine_showcase", }>> <<set $outfit.custom_justine_horses to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", }, id: "custom_justine_horses", category: "", tags: [""], makeup: "outfit_custom_justine_horses", }>> <<set $outfit.custom_tart to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", }, id: "custom_tart", category: "", tags: [""], }>> <<set $outfit.custom_yum to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", }, id: "custom_yum", category: "", tags: [""], }>> <<set $outfit.custom_kurtdate to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", hairCurliness: "straight", }, id: "custom_kurtdate", category: "", tags: [""], makeup: "outfit_custom_kurtdate", }>> <<set $outfit.custom_disnarsacagawea to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "teased out", hairDye: "jet black", detailType: "accessory", detailID: "jewels", detailValue: "tiny", }, id: "custom_disnarsacagawea", category: "", tags: [""], makeup: "outfit_custom_disnarsacagawea", }>> <<set $outfit.custom_disnarprincess to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "teased out", hairDye: "dark brown", detailType: "accessory", detailID: "woven into lock", detailValue: "feather", }, id: "custom_disnarprincess", category: "", tags: [""], makeup: "outfit_custom_disnarprincess", }>> <<set $outfit.custom_disnarcrystal to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "backpulled", hairCurliness: "curly", }, id: "custom_disnarcrystal", category: "", tags: [""], makeup: "outfit_custom_disnarcrystal", }>> <<set $outfit.custom_bikini to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "sidepulled", hairDye: "blonde", }, id: "custom_bikini", category: "", tags: [""], }>> <<set $outfit.custom_sail_slut to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", }, id: "custom_sail_slut", category: "", tags: [""], }>> <<set $outfit.custom_sail_girl to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", }, id: "custom_sail_girl", category: "", tags: [""], }>> #################################################################################################### ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -- Sasha's outfits ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit.sasha_schoolgirl to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "pigtails", hairDye: "blonde", }, id: "sasha_schoolgirl", buttontext: "Schoolgirl", category: "school", tags: ["sasha", "skirt"], }>> <<set $outfit.sasha_overit to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "ponytail", }, id: "sasha_overit", buttontext: "Over It", category: "school", tags: ["sasha"], }>> <<set $outfit.sasha_gym to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "ponytail", }, id: "sasha_gym", buttontext: "Gym", category: "school", tags: ["sasha"], }>> <<set $outfit.sasha_cute to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "sidetail", }, id: "sasha_cute", buttontext: "Cute", category: "school", tags: ["sasha"], }>> <<set $outfit.sasha_hangover to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "bun", }, id: "sasha_hangover", buttontext: "Show Off", category: "school", tags: ["sasha"], }>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit.sasha_powergirl to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", hairCurliness: "straight", variantType: "curliness", variantID: "curled ends", variantValue: "curly" }, id: "sasha_powergirl", buttontext: "Powergirl", category: "workout", tags: ["sasha", "exercise"], femvalue: 4, reqcount: 2, reqtype: ["breasts", "fem"], reqval: [13, 220], reqtext: ["You don't feel like this outfit works for you because of your chest.", "You could pull this off, but you don't feel comfortable wearing something like this outside."], }>> <<set $outfit.sasha_dance to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "bun", }, id: "sasha_dance", buttontext: "Dance", category: "workout", tags: ["sasha"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.sasha_sbgym to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "ponytail", }, id: "sasha_sbgym", buttontext: "Starbucks", category: "workout", tags: ["sasha", "exercise"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.sasha_hotyoga to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "braid", }, id: "sasha_hotyoga", buttontext: "Hot Yoga", category: "workout", tags: ["sasha"], femvalue: 4, reqcount: 2, reqtype: ["breasts", "fem"], reqval: [13, 220], reqtext: ["You don't feel like this outfit works for you because of your chest, not to mention there's no shoes.", "You're a bit exposed, and there's no shoes. This probably won't work."], }>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit.sasha_sleepover to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "long braid", }, id: "sasha_sleepover", buttontext: "Sleepover", category: "sleepwear", tags: ["sasha"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.sasha_naughty to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", }, id: "sasha_naughty", buttontext: "Expecting Company", category: "sleepwear", tags: ["sasha"], reqcount: 2, reqtype: ["tf", "special"], reqval: [0, 0], reqtext: ["You frown when you see your appearance. This probably won’t work, your penis is clearly visible. You don’t want to know why Sasha would wear this with people coming over.", "You frown when you see your appearance. This barely covers anything! And you can see your... thing. No, not a chance!"], }>> <<set $outfit.sasha_kitty to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "pigtails", hairDye: "blonde", }, id: "sasha_kitty", buttontext: "Daddy's Little Girl", category: "sleepwear", tags: ["sasha"], reqcount: 2, reqtype: ["tf", "special"], reqval: [0, 0], reqtext: ["You sigh when you see your appearance. Your penis is clearly outlined, you can’t wear this. The idea that someone named “Daddy” saw your cousin in this also makes it kind of gross.", "You sigh when you see yourself. You look like a teenager's wet dream. Not only is it humiliating to wear, but you feel like this encourages attention, rather than prevents it."], }>> <<set $outfit.sasha_naked to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", }, id: "sasha_naked", buttontext: "Hot", category: "sleepwear", tags: ["sasha"], reqcount: 1, reqtype: ["special"], reqval: [0], reqtext: ["What the hell? This isn’t any better than how you usually sleep! Kind of interesting that Sasha thought this was just simply “hot.”"], }>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit.sasha_starbucks to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", hairCurliness: "straigth", variantType: "curliness", variantID: "curled ends", variantValue: "curly", }, id: "sasha_starbucks", buttontext: "Starbucks", category: "casual", tags: ["sasha"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.sasha_mall to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "ponytail", }, id: "sasha_mall", buttontext: "Mall", category: "casual", tags: ["sasha"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.sasha_hungover to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "ponytail", }, id: "sasha_hungover", buttontext: "Saturday Morning", category: "casual", tags: ["sasha"], femvalue: 2, reqcount: 1, reqtype: ["breasts"], reqval: [13], reqtext: ["This outfit clearly won't work because of your chest."], }>> <<set $outfit.sasha_angel to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "ponytail", }, id: "sasha_angel", buttontext: "Family", category: "casual", tags: ["sasha"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.sasha_funday to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", hairCurliness: "curly", detailType: "hair", detailID: "bangs", }, id: "sasha_funday", buttontext: "Sunday Funday", category: "casual", tags: ["sasha"], femvalue: 2, reqcount: 1, reqtype: ["breasts"], reqval: [13], reqtext: ["This outfit clearly won't work because of your chest."], }>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit.sasha_lbd to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", hairCurliness: "straigth", variantType: "curliness", variantID: "curled ends", variantValue: "curly", }, id: "sasha_lbd", buttontext: "Little Black Dress", category: "classy", tags: ["sasha", "dress"], makeup: "outfit_sasha_classy", femvalue: 3, }>> <<set $outfit.sasha_party to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "backbunched", hairCurliness: "curly", }, id: "sasha_party", buttontext: "Party", category: "classy", tags: ["sasha", "dress"], makeup: "outfit_sasha_party", femvalue: 3, }>> <<set $outfit.sasha_serious to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", hairCurliness: "straigth", detailType: "hair", detailID: "bangs", }, id: "sasha_serious", buttontext: "Wedding", category: "classy", tags: ["sasha"], makeup: "outfit_sasha_classy", femvalue: 3, }>> <<set $outfit.sasha_schooldance to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "backbunched", hairCurliness: "curly", }, id: "sasha_schooldance", buttontext: "Dance", category: "classy", tags: ["sasha", "dress"], makeup: "outfit_sasha_classy", femvalue: 3, }>> <<set $outfit.sasha_goodgirl to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", }, id: "sasha_goodgirl", buttontext: "Meeting His Parents", category: "classy", tags: ["sasha"], makeup: "outfit_sasha_classy", femvalue: 3, }>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit.sasha_tease to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "pigtails", }, id: "sasha_tease", buttontext: "Tease", category: "party", tags: ["sasha"], makeup: "outfit_sasha_tease", femvalue: 4, reqcount: 2, reqtype: ["breasts", "party"], reqval: [13, 15], reqtext: ["You know you can't pull off the Tease option because of your chest.", "The Tease option sounds like something you don't feel ready for."], }>> <<set $outfit.sasha_slut to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "ponytail", detailType: "hair", detailID: "strands", }, id: "sasha_slut", buttontext: "First Date", category: "party", tags: ["sasha"], makeup: "outfit_sasha_slut", femvalue: 4, reqcount: 2, reqtype: ["breasts", "party"], reqval: [13, 15], reqtext: ["You know you can't pull off the First Date option because of your chest.", "Even though it is a date you don't feel ready to wear something called “First Date.” You decide to look at a different choice."], }>> <<set $outfit.sasha_drunk to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", }, id: "sasha_drunk", buttontext: "Friday Night", category: "party", tags: ["sasha", "dress"], makeup: "outfit_sasha_drunk", femvalue: 4, }>> <<set $outfit.sasha_hardtoget to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "sidepulled", hairCurliness: "straigth", detailType: "pin", detailID: "holding", }, id: "sasha_hardtoget", buttontext: "Make Him Work For It", category: "party", tags: ["sasha", "dress"], makeup: "outfit_sasha_hardtoget", femvalue: 4, reqcount: 1, reqtype: ["party"], reqval: [15], reqtext: ["You don't like the sound of “Make Him Work For It,” pass on that one."], }>> <<set $outfit.sasha_stockings to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", }, id: "sasha_stockings", buttontext: "Stockings", category: "party", tags: ["sasha"], makeup: "outfit_sasha_stockings", reqcount: 1, reqtype: ["special"], reqval: [0], reqtext: ["You know better than to select “Stockings.”"], }>> -------------------------------------------------- #################################################################################################### ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -- Justine's outfits ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit.justine_tease to { id: "justine_tease", buttontext: "T is for Tease", category: "casual", tags: ["justine"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.justine_shopping to { id: "justine_shopping", buttontext: "Shopping Time", category: "casual", tags: ["justine"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.justine_hot to { id: "justine_hot", buttontext: "You're Hot", category: "casual", tags: ["justine", "dress"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.justine_steamy to { id: "justine_steamy", buttontext: "Steamy", category: "casual", tags: ["justine"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.justine_devil to { id: "justine_devil", buttontext: "Southern Devil", category: "casual", tags: ["justine"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.justine_country to { id: "justine_country", buttontext: "Southern Girl", category: "casual", tags: ["justine"], femvalue: 2, }>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit.justine_gymflirt to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", hairCurliness: "curly", detailType: "band", detailID: "headband", detailValue: "white", }, id: "justine_gymflirt", buttontext: "The Gym is For Picking Up Guys", category: "workout", tags: ["justine", "exercise"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.justine_gymbunny to { id: "justine_gymbunny", buttontext: "No Really, That's The Only Reason To Go", category: "workout", tags: ["justine", "exercise"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.justine_gymhussy to { id: "justine_gymhussy", buttontext: "So You Should Always Look Hot", category: "workout", tags: ["justine", "exercise"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.justine_nononsense to { id: "justine_nononsense", buttontext: "Be Proud of Your Hot Body", category: "workout", tags: ["justine", "exercise"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.justine_gymhottie to { id: "justine_gymhottie", buttontext: "Wiggle Your Butt When Dudes Look at You", category: "workout", tags: ["justine", "exercise"], femvalue: 2, }>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit.justine_sexydevil to { id: "justine_sexydevil", buttontext: "Sexy Devil", category: "party", tags: ["justine", "dress"], femvalue: 4, }>> <<set $outfit.justine_naughtydevil to { id: "justine_naughtydevil", buttontext: "Naught Devil", category: "party", tags: ["justine", "dress"], femvalue: 4, }>> <<set $outfit.justine_nightsex to { id: "justine_nightsex", buttontext: "Nights R 4 Sex", category: "party", tags: ["justine"], femvalue: 4, }>> <<set $outfit.justine_angelslut to { id: "justine_angelslut", buttontext: "Angel in the Sheets, Slut also in the Sheets", category: "party", tags: ["justine", "dress"], femvalue: 4, }>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- #################################################################################################### ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -- Camilla's outfits ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit.camilla_bitch1 to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", hairDye: "blonde", hairCurliness: "straight", }, id: "camilla_bitch1", buttontext: "ur a bitch", category: "casual", tags: ["camilla", "skirt"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.camilla_bitch2 to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "ponytail", }, id: "camilla_bitch2", buttontext: "ur a bitch", category: "casual", tags: ["camilla", "dress"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.camilla_bitch3 to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", hairDye: "dark brown", hairCurliness: "curly", }, id: "camilla_bitch3", buttontext: "ur a bitch", category: "casual", tags: ["camilla"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.camilla_bitch4 to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "ponytail", hairDye: "platinum blonde", }, id: "camilla_bitch4", buttontext: "ur a bitch", category: "casual", tags: ["camilla", "dress", "skirt"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.camilla_bitch5 to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "long braid", hairDye: "bright pink", }, id: "camilla_bitch5", buttontext: "ur a bitch", category: "casual", tags: ["camilla", "dress"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.camilla_wutever to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "pigtails", hairDye: "blonde", }, id: "camilla_wutever", buttontext: "wutever", category: "casual", tags: ["camilla"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.camilla_ellipsis to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", detailType: "hair", detailID: "bangs", }, id: "camilla_ellipsis", buttontext: "....", category: "casual", tags: ["camilla", "skirt"], femvalue: 2, }>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit.camilla_dumb1 to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", detailType: "band", detailID: "bandana", detailValue: "gray", }, id: "camilla_dumb1", buttontext: "dumb whore", category: "party", tags: ["camilla"], femvalue: 4, }>> <<set $outfit.camilla_dumb2 to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "teased out", hairDye: "black", hairCurliness: "wavy", }, id: "camilla_dumb2", buttontext: "dumb whore", category: "party", tags: ["camilla"], femvalue: 4, }>> <<set $outfit.camilla_dumb3 to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", hairDye: "sandy brown", hairCurliness: "straigth", }, id: "camilla_dumb3", buttontext: "dumb whore", category: "party", tags: ["camilla"], femvalue: 4, }>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- #################################################################################################### ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -- Destiny's outfits ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit.destiny_gymgirl to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "ponytail", }, id: "destiny_gymgirl", buttontext: "You Go, Girl!", category: "workout", tags: ["destiny"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.destiny_treadmill to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "ponytail", }, id: "destiny_treadmill", buttontext: "Treadmill", category: "workout", tags: ["destiny"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.destiny_casualworkout to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "ponytail", }, id: "destiny_casualworkout", buttontext: "Casual Workout", category: "workout", tags: ["destiny"], femvalue: 2, }>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit.destiny_sundress to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "braid", hairDye: "blonde", }, id: "destiny_sundress", buttontext: "Sundress", category: "casual", tags: ["destiny"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.destiny_romper to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "teased out", hairDye: "dark brown", variantType: "color", variantID: "highlights", variantValue: "blonde", detailType: "hair", detailID: "big strands", }, id: "destiny_romper", buttontext: "Halter Romper", category: "casual", tags: ["destiny"], femvalue: 2, }>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit.destiny_midi to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "sidepulled", hairDye: "dark brown", }, id: "destiny_midi", buttontext: "Off The Shoulder Midi", category: "party", tags: ["destiny"], femvalue: 4, }>> <<set $outfit.destiny_dressneck to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "windswept", hairDye: "dark brown", }, id: "destiny_dressneck", buttontext: "Bodycon Turtleneck", category: "party", tags: ["destiny"], femvalue: 4, }>> <<set $outfit.destiny_flaredress to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", hairDye: "dark brown", }, id: "destiny_flaredress", buttontext: "Lace Flare Dress", category: "party", tags: ["destiny"], femvalue: 4, }>> <<set $outfit.destiny_ivoryskirt to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "shoulderpulled", }, id: "destiny_ivoryskirt", buttontext: "Ebony and Ivory ;)", category: "party", tags: ["destiny"], femvalue: 4, }>> <<set $outfit.destiny_bodmidi to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "teased out", }, id: "destiny_bodmidi", buttontext: "Bodycon Midi", category: "party", tags: ["destiny"], femvalue: 4, }>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- #################################################################################################### ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -- Lisa's outfits ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit.lisa_sweats to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "ponytail", }, id: "lisa_sweats", buttontext: "Sweats", category: "workout", tags: ["lisa"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.lisa_yogapants to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "bun", }, id: "lisa_yogapants", buttontext: "Yoga Pants", category: "workout", tags: ["lisa"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.lisa_jogging to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "high ponytail", }, id: "lisa_jogging", buttontext: "Jogging", category: "workout", tags: ["lisa"], femvalue: 2, }>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit.lisa_modest to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", }, id: "lisa_modest", buttontext: "Modest", category: "sleepwear", tags: ["lisa"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.lisa_colorul to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", }, id: "lisa_colorul", buttontext: "Colorful", category: "sleepwear", tags: ["lisa"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.lisa_pajama to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "bun", }, id: "lisa_pajama", buttontext: "Pajama", category: "sleepwear", tags: ["lisa"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.lisa_underwear to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "teased out", }, id: "lisa_underwear", buttontext: "Underwear", category: "sleepwear", tags: ["lisa"], femvalue: 2, }>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit.lisa_lacedress to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "teased out", }, id: "lisa_lacedress", buttontext: "Lace Dress", category: "casual", tags: ["lisa", "dress"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.lisa_homecoming to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", detailType: "band", detailID: "hairband", detailValue: "black", }, id: "lisa_homecoming", buttontext: "Homecoming Dress", category: "casual", tags: ["lisa", "dress"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.lisa_sundress to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "twin braids", }, id: "lisa_sundress", buttontext: "Sundress", category: "casual", tags: ["lisa", "dress"], femvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.lisa_simpleskirt to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "ponytail", }, id: "lisa_simpleskirt", buttontext: "Skirt", category: "casual", tags: ["lisa", "skirt"], femvalue: 2, }>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit.lisa_modestskirt to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", }, id: "lisa_modestskirt", buttontext: "Demure Skirt", category: "classy", tags: ["lisa", "skirt"], femvalue: 3, }>> <<set $outfit.lisa_floral to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "teased out", detailType: "pin", detailID: "thematic", detailValue: "large tropical flower", }, id: "lisa_floral", buttontext: "Floral Print Dress", category: "classy", tags: ["lisa", "dress"], femvalue: 3, }>> <<set $outfit.lisa_elegant to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "french braid", }, id: "lisa_elegant", buttontext: "Elegant Dress", category: "classy", tags: ["lisa", "dress"], femvalue: 3, }>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit.lisa_pinkdress to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", }, id: "lisa_pinkdress", buttontext: "Pink Party Dress", category: "party", tags: ["lisa", "dress"], femvalue: 4, }>> <<set $outfit.lisa_lbd to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "high ponytail", detailType: "pin", detailID: "base", detailValue: "decorative", }, id: "lisa_lbd", buttontext: "Little Black Dress", category: "party", tags: ["lisa", "dress"], femvalue: 4, }>> <<set $outfit.lisa_simpleparty to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "ponytail", }, id: "lisa_simpleparty", buttontext: "Simple Party Clothes", category: "party", tags: ["lisa", "skirt"], femvalue: 4, }>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- #################################################################################################### ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -- Work outfits ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit.work_storeold to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "teased out", hairDye: "dark brown", }, id: "work_storeold", buttontext: "Store (preset)", category: "work", tags: [""], makeup: "outfit_work_storeold", femvalue: 2, workvalue: 1, }>> <<set $outfit.work_storenew to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", hairDye: "dark brown", hairCurliness: "curly", variantType: "color", variantID: "highlights", variantValue: "blonde", }, id: "work_storenew", buttontext: "Store (modified)", category: "work", tags: [""], makeup: "outfit_work_storenew", femvalue: 3, workvalue: 2, }>> -------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit.work_resold to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "teased out", hairDye: "dark brown", }, id: "work_resold", buttontext: "Restaurant (preset)", category: "work", tags: [""], makeup: "outfit_work_resold", femvalue: 2, workvalue: 1, }>> <<set $outfit.work_resnew to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "loose", hairDye: "dark brown", hairCurliness: "straight", detailType: "hair", detailID: "tucked", detailValue: "hidden pins", }, id: "work_resnew", buttontext: "Restaurant (modified)", category: "work", tags: [""], makeup: "outfit_work_resnew", femvalue: 3, workvalue: 2, }>> <<set $outfit.work_resmodest to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "french braid", }, id: "work_resnew", buttontext: "Restaurant (modest)", category: "work", tags: [""], femvalue: 3, workvalue: 4, }>> #################################################################################################### ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -- Shared non-work outfits ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit.cosplay_apollo to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "backpulled", hairDye: "golden", hairCurliness: "wavy", }, id: "cosplay_apollo", buttontext: "Apollo", category: "cosplay", tags: [""], }>> #################################################################################################### -------------------------------------------------- <<eWardrobe_AddCategory "school" "School">> <<eWardrobe_AddCategory "workout" "Workout">> <<eWardrobe_AddCategory "sleepwear" "Sleepwear">> <<eWardrobe_AddCategory "casual" "Casual">> <<eWardrobe_AddCategory "classy" "Get Classy">> <<eWardrobe_AddCategory "party" "Going Out" "Study Every Xday">> -------------------------------------------------- <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "school" "sasha_schoolgirl">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "school" "sasha_overit">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "school" "sasha_gym">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "school" "sasha_cute">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "school" "sasha_hangover">> -------------------------------------------------- <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "workout" "sasha_powergirl">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "workout" "sasha_dance">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "workout" "sasha_sbgym">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "workout" "sasha_hotyoga">> -------------------------------------------------- <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "sleepwear" "sasha_sleepover">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "sleepwear" "sasha_naughty">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "sleepwear" "sasha_kitty">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "sleepwear" "sasha_naked">> -------------------------------------------------- <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "casual" "sasha_starbucks">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "casual" "sasha_mall">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "casual" "sasha_hungover">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "casual" "sasha_angel">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "casual" "sasha_funday">> -------------------------------------------------- <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "classy" "sasha_lbd">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "classy" "sasha_party">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "classy" "sasha_serious">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "classy" "sasha_schooldance">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "classy" "sasha_goodgirl">> -------------------------------------------------- <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "party" "sasha_tease">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "party" "sasha_slut">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "party" "sasha_drunk">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "party" "sasha_hardtoget">> <<eWardrobe_AddOutfit "party" "sasha_stockings">> #################################################################################################### ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <<set $outfit.a to { hairstyleSetter: { id: "", hairDye: "", hairCurliness: "", setterVariantCount: 0, variantType: "", variantID: "", variantValue: "", detailType: "", detailID: "", }, id: "", buttontext: "", category: "", tags: [""], femvalue: 0, workvalue: 0, makeup: "", reqcount: 0, reqtype: [""], reqval: [0], reqtext: [""], }>> <</silently>><</widget>>

<<NewDay "DayStart 2">><<daypassage>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ DayStart 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "DayStart 2">><<if $flag.spinlessons>>The only nice thing about waking up at the crack of dawn is that you do so without a headache. The relief you feel at opening your eyes and not being blinded by pain is so palpable that you almost laugh aloud. For a second all you can do is starfish in your bed. It's luxurious being able to stretch out your limbs and feel how the sheets rub against your skin without being distracted by the throbbing in your temples. You can't enjoy it for long, though. You need to hurry and get changed. It's not easy getting up so early once a week, but you've noticed that by the time spin class is done you feel alert and ready to face the day. While you don't feel totally awake right now you know you will fairly soon. Stifling a yawn, you first go to the bathroom to splash cold water into your face. In the dark light of dawn it helps you wake up somewhat. Next you head to the eWardrobe to get changed. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Spin">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["workout"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>The only nice thing about waking up is that there's no headache this time. That fact alone makes everything infinitely more tolerable. Even the prospect of going to work. You muddle through your morning routine, eating breakfast and fighting down yawns with equal enthusiasm. At last you head to the eWardrobe to get ready for work. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Spin ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Spin">>You're ready before Destiny is at your place, so you take a few minutes to check the early morning posts on the front page of Peddit. You feel sort of badly for Destiny; she has to wake up extra early on Thursdays so that she can come pick you up at the cottage. As tough as it is for you to get going it's got to be even worse for her. You should maybe try to think of a way to thank her. <<if $flag.politicalspoiler and ($route.jake or $flag.gossipthur)>>Like talking about her behind my back? I'm such an asshole. I should have kept that to myself. If Destiny didn't want me to know about that conversation then she definitely didn't want other people to know. You try to swallow your guilt back down but it lodges in your throat and gets stuck there, choking you as if your previous decisions want to chase you to an early grave. Maybe the most respectful thing you could do for her would be to drop the whole thing. Let sleeping dogs lie, right? The walls of your living room judge you. You can practically hear the cottage creaking its disapproval. The contempt drives you outside. Waiting on the porch makes more sense, anyway. Somehow you can't even convince yourself that it's true. So you stand there, waiting in the cool morning air. At last Destiny's headlights shine into your eyes. You make one last effort to swallow down your guilt so you can greet her without giving away how shitty of a person you are.<<else>>Sometimes after spin class she likes to stop for coffee. Maybe you can treat her this time, just as a way to say thank you for driving you every Thursday. You get bored with Peddit and tired of waiting in general. I think I'll step outside. The cool morning air feels wonderful against your skin. Without really thinking about it you begin stretching, warming up your muscles in anticipation of the tough workout ahead. When Destiny's car pulls up you're almost entirely through the stretching routine. You give her a small wave and head down to her car.<</if>> [[Hi, Destiny.|W8R][$control.location to "Spin 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Spin 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Spin 2">>@@.destiny;"Morning,"@@ Destiny cheerily waves her hand when you get close. You slide into the seat and try not to marvel at her appearance. Just looking at her you'd never know how early it was. Yes, her outfit is appropriate for a workout activity, but as always she is both alert and immaculate. How does her eWardrobe do such a good job with her eye makeup? Does she do it by hand? It's so impressive. Destiny's hair is pulled back into a ponytail, a visor on her head to shield her eyes in anticipation of driving into the rising sun. Her black tank top crisscrosses on her back, forming a large X. It does nothing to hide the lime green straps of her sports bra. Her black spandex leggings go down to mid-calf. Her friendly smile reaches all the way to her eyes, and it stays on her face even as she puts her car into gear. @@.yellow;"Hey, thanks again for picking me up."@@ @@.destiny;"Not a problem."@@ She sounds like she means it, too. @@.destiny;"You ready for another tough workout?"@@ You groan. @@.yellow;"Don't tell me we have that sub again. What's her name?"@@ Destiny is already nodding. @@.destiny;"I'm afraid so. She kicked my butt last week. Today is going to be interesting."@@ Destiny seems almost excited, as if she's looking forward to the challenge. It's an interesting attitude, mostly because of how much it contrasts with your own. For you, you find yourself immediately dreading spin class. And just a few minutes ago you were almost pleased to be going! [[But you're not happy to hear that today will be rough.|W8R][$control.location to "Spin 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Spin 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Spin 3">>Sure, it's been nice to get in shape and exercise regularly. But it's also been plenty tough already. Last week's class was a workout straight out of hell. And it's the same instructor for today? Bootcamp Barbie – or whatever the sub's name is – is going to be the death of you. Interestingly, your dread vanishes when you arrive. Well, it's more accurate to say that it gets replaced. Or is it even more accurate to say that your attention gets pulled elsewhere? Basically, you stop worrying about the difficulty of class and instead get distracted by a commotion at the door. It's Bootcamp Barbie. She's wearing all black, like last time. And just like last week her blonde hair is pulled back so severely by her obsidian headband that you assume she must have a permanent migraine. After your experience yesterday the sight makes you shudder. Bootcamp Barbie is standing in the doorway, a stern frown on her face. Her diminutive body somehow manages to block all access inside. It's surprisingly effective given how small she is; you're pretty sure if she stood sideways she'd be invisible. Her feet are set as wide as she can make them. @@.hotpink;"It's like I told you over email, this is a women's class only."@@ [[The subject of her exasperation refuses to back down.|W8R][$control.location to "Spin 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Spin 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Spin 4">>Opposite your instructor is a very exasperated man. Or is he a boy? He's tall, with one of those youthful faces that makes his actual age impossible to determine. You decide that he's somewhere between nineteen and thirty. He's wearing a purple tank top that must be three sizes too small for him; it hangs right above his bellybutton and exposes more stomach fat than you'd have expected given his figure. The dude is so tall that he naturally looks lean, but you can tell he isn't in shape or fit at all. His hair is long and somewhat tangled, a wavy mess that hangs limply past his shoulders. He's wearing leggings, which is surprising, but they look so tight that you figure they must be close to bursting. @@.blue;"And I identify as a woman,"@@ the man tells Barbie. His voice is quiet, almost plaintive. @@.blue;"I'm not looking for a fight. All I want is a safe place to work out. Please."@@ Your trainer is already shaking her head. @@.hotpink;"For the last time, no. I told you this over email twice, so I really don't appreciate you coming here. You got your answer already. Please leave, I have a class to teach."@@ She gestures to where you and Destiny are standing. @@.hotpink;"This way, ladies! Class will start in a jiff!"@@ The guy looks your way and to your surprise [[he turns to face the two of you.|W8R][$control.location to "Spin 5"]] <<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Spin 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Spin 5">>He crosses to step into your path to the door. @@.blue;"Excuse me. I'm a transwoman and I'd really love a safe space I can work out in. Some people,"@@ he glances back at Bootcamp Barbie, @@.blue;"think that it would cause problems. Please. You don't know how hard it is living in a small town and being so different from everyone else. I'm not looking for trouble. All I want is somewhere I can work out without getting dirty looks. Or death threats."@@ Destiny and you lock eyes. You're pretty sure that she dislikes being dragged into such an awkward situation. She shifts uncomfortably on her feet. You try to sink into the ground, as if the earth would open up and swallow you whole. Unfortunately the floor has no interest in saving you from uncomfortable interactions. When neither of you say anything the poor guy tries one final plea. @@.blue;"Be honest with me."@@ A note of desperation enters his voice. @@.blue;"There's no point in me working out here if you're all as bigoted as everyone else. You tell me. Is this finally a place in town where I can be myself? Or are you all bigots who don't want me here either?"@@ It's not a rhetorical question. You can tell that he – she? – wants an [[answer.|W8R][$control.location to "Spin 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Spin 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Spin 6">>This hits really close to home for you. You almost have trouble looking the guy – the girl? – in the eye. He – she? – is too tall, the shoulders too broad. With just one look at this person you know they'll never easily pass a woman. At best they'll always look like a man in drag. Fate is so cruel. Your whole life you'd have killed for a body like that. One that would indisputably confirm your manhood. A frame where people would know your gender just by looking at your silhouette. Instead you're short for a guy, with a face and body so androgynous that all it took was wearing a shirt with buttons on the wrong side and everybody in a new town thought you were a girl. This person has the body you always wanted. And the one you have is one they would probably kill for. Well, they'd likely prefer to have been born as a girl, not an androgynous dude, but the point still stands. You're jealous they'd never be in the position you found yourself in, while they're be thrilled to be able to pass as a member of the opposite sex. Destiny speaks first. @@.destiny;"I don't think it's as simple as asking us for our blessing. We pay to workout here, and we don't have a say in how these classes are run. I'm sorry that you're having a hard time finding somewhere you feel accepted."@@ As neutral as her response was, the stranger isn't satisfied. @@.blue;"Oh good, another person who doesn't want to get involved,"@@ comes the sarcastic reply. @@.blue;"And what about you?"@@ It takes you a second to process that [[everyone is staring at you.|W8R][$control.location to "Spin 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Spin 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Spin 7">>How are you supposed to answer? There's no easy solution here! <<if $femgate gte 90>><<AddFem 1>>You feel so badly for this poor soul, though. You can empathize with feeling like your body doesn't match who you are inside. You know the struggles of desperately wishing your clothes would conceal the truth. The only thing that's helped you survive this long is the kindness of people like Destiny. The knowledge that people care about you. Screw it. It might not be the smartest thing to do – what if it makes Destiny wonder about you? – but you need to do it. [[Go to the stranger's defense.|W8R][$control.location to "Spin 8"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You could agree with your instructor. But who are you to say that no men should come to class? You'd be the biggest hypocrite on the planet! So you give support. Okay. But what if they ask you why you think the stranger should be allowed in? What if they want you to back up your opinion? What if somehow the truth about you comes out? Can you risk that? For a stranger? Over a freaking gym? It sucks, but you can't risk your identity being compromised. [[You have to say no.|W8R][$control.location to "Spin 8"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Spin 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Spin 8">><<if $femtage gte 90>><<AddFem 2>>You don't really want to get involved. But you're basically being asked to become a part of the whole thing, so it'd be rude not to speak up. Right? And it's all so sad! Yeah, you basically have to give your two cents here. @@.yellow;"I don't know about everybody else,"@@ you hesitantly begin. @@.yellow;"Personally, a guy in class wouldn't bother me."@@ That's kind of already happened. To your surprise the stranger is only more upset. When they speak their hands wave in the air, punctuating every other word. @@.blue;"I'm not a "guy," you cis bitch. I identify as a woman, if you have a problem with that you can fuck right off."@@ @@.hotpink;"That's enough,"@@ Bootcamp Barbie interjects. @@.hotpink;"You have to leave or I'll call police."@@ The stranger gives all three of you a final glare and then stomps away. Bootcamp Barbie waits for the echoes of the stranger's footfalls to finish fading away before she speaks again. @@.hotpink;"Her opening email to us was extremely rude. The decision about her coming here had more to do with how abrasive her personality was than anything else."@@ Your instructor shrugs before adopting her normal, too-hyper way of speaking. @@.hotpink;"Let's start class, ladies! Ready to burn those calories?"@@ Destiny offers you an encouraging smile and then walks into class. You're the last one to move, still dazed by the interaction that just occurred. You tried to be supportive and the person snapped at you! Regardless of gender, what a bitch. [[You follow Destiny into class.|W8R][$control.location to "Spin 9"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You can't help them. You can't risk attention on yourself, not when the conflict hits so close to your secret. But you feel terribly. Here you are, a boy living a lie as a girl. There this person is, living their dream of being a girl over a boy. Again, just for those in the back: fuck fate, man. You look down, unable to meet their gaze. The stranger scoffs while walking past you. @@.blue;"Unbelievable. I hope you're proud of yourselves."@@ The instructor speaks when the stranger is gone. @@.hotpink;"The truth is that she was extremely rude in her opening email with us. That's why we didn't want her here."@@ She shrugs and then her hyper-attitude returns in force. @@.hotpink;"Ready to burn some calories, ladies?"@@ Destiny gives you a look and then walks in first. You still aren't sure what to think. Wait, so was that person good or bad? I'm so confused! [[Time for class.|W8R][$control.location to "Spin 9"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Spin 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Spin 9">>Today's class is much like last week's. To start with the instructor introduces herself, reminding everyone that her name is Rebecca. Now I don't have to keep calling her Bootcamp Barbie. It's probably a good thing you actually know her name now. Knowing how bad your luck is you bet you'd let your little nickname for her slip out at the worst possible time. Rebecca puts you all through a tough workout. Just like last week it's a monumental struggled to finish, let alone keep up. Somehow you do even worse than last time. It's frustrating to lean against your bike, panting, while somehow Destiny is able to continue on. How is she in such good shape? By the end you're exhausted and dispirited. What's the point of exercising if you're not getting any better? Between that and the incident with the stranger you find yourself in a bad mood. When you [[get back into Destiny's car|W8R][$control.location to "Spin 10"]] you do so rather grumpily.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Spin 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Spin 10">>@@.destiny;"I'm beat."@@ Destiny groans while checking her appearance in her sun visor's mirror. @@.yellow;"No kidding."@@ @@.destiny;"Do you mind if I stop for coffee before taking you home? I need the pick me up or I'll be a zombie at work all day."@@ @@.yellow;"No problem."@@ As always, Destiny asks you if you want anything. <<if $flag.politicalspoiler and ($route.jake or $flag.gossipthur)>>Gosh, she's always so thoughtful. And here you are gossiping about her behind her back. I'm such a piece of trash. You guiltily decline her offer. @@.yellow;"No thanks, I still don't know how anyone can actually drink that stuff."@@ Your words are joking but in reality your mood is much more somber. After that it's a short drive home. You head to the eWardrobe to change for work.<<else>>You decline, citing that you still have no idea how anyone can actually enjoy the taste of coffee. But you also remember your earlier thought. This is a great opportunity to thank Destiny for always driving me to spin class. After she orders her coffee you hastily pull out some cash. You have to awkwardly bend over and reach past Destiny to give the money to the barista, but it works. By the time Destiny realizes what you're doing it's too late for her to stop you. @@.destiny;"You're sweet,"@@ she says once you explain your logic. @@.destiny;"Thank you for the drink! For the record, it's absolutely my pleasure to drive you. Thanks for coming with me, it's nice to have a workout buddy."@@ Pleased with yourself, you find yourself in better spirits than you were just a few minutes earlier. After that it's a short drive home. You wave bye to Destiny and then head to the eWardrobe to get ready for work.<</if>> <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Morning">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["work"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Morning ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Morning">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<routes>> ║ │ <<job "store">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work store">> ║ │ <<job "res">> ║ │ <<set _passagelink to "Work res">> ║ │ <</routes>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>You head out the door and get onto your bike. <<if $flag.spinlessons>>Your legs feel like jelly but you gamely push on. You have to get to work, after all. <</if>>It's another lovely day in Hope's Point. Say what you want about this small town, but you can't bash the weather. Compared to the city it's nice being somewhere with clean air and clear skies. You didn't realize how much you disliked staring at smoke stacks and high rises until you no longer had to do so. The road just past the cottage is lined with blooming flowers. You're no expert, but since they're purple you figure they must be violets. Right? Is there another purple flower? Whatever, they're <<if $femgate gte 88>>pretty to look at<<elseif $femgate gte 80>>nice and they smell good<<else>>cool looking<</if>>, even if you don't know exactly what they are. The flowers have the insects out in full force, but none bother you to thanks to the large amount of birds that are flitting about hunting for food. Your commute includes both beautiful scenery and a nature soundtrack. Not too shabby, not too shabby at all. There are certainly worse environments to [[bike through on your way to work.|W8R][$control.location to _passagelink]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store">><<if $flag.tf>>It's such a nice day out that you can almost pretend your heart isn't hammering in your chest. The closer you get to work the more frayed your nerves feel. What if Benny told Hillary about Lyle visiting you? What if Hillary and Harry are waiting for you right this moment, intent on firing you? The one comfort you have is that at least the Sails should be leaving you alone for a few days. You saw Lyle only yesterday and he was saying something about going out on a job. That should buy a reprieve of a few days. Right? Thankfully nothing looks amiss when you arrive at the store. There are no cop cars waiting to take you away or managers plotting your termination. Just a crabby Frank visible through the front entrance's windows. Relieved, you get off your bike and approach the barista stand.<<else>>The day is so nice that you find yourself tempted to just ride right past work. Who needs to be stuck in a fishbowl all day when you could be outside? Who would choose recycled air and artificial lighting over gorgeous weather? You spent so much of your life sitting inside playing video games. You feel a yearning, this deep urge to do something crazy. To be adventurous. To really act wild. Too bad I don't have a portable console, you muse. Or I'd play video games outside. Yeah, that would be insane. Well, you suppose your laptop is kind of like a portable console. Maybe you'll find time later to sit under a tree and play something. I'm changing so much. Independence really does help people find themselves. With a sigh you force yourself to ride up to the store. Frank is visible through the glass doors, but you pay him no mind. Instead, you get off your bike and saunter over to the window of the barista stand.<</if>> When you're close enough Justine wags her fingers at you as a hello. @@.justine;"Mornin', dahling."@@ She adds an accent to the words as if she's some sort of famous movie starlet. You try to mimic her tone. @@.yellow;"Kisses."@@ The two of you pantomime kissing each others cheeks, a gesture that's only somewhat affected by the several yards of distance between your bodies. @@.justine;"Coffee?"@@ @@.yellow;"Always."@@ Before you're done answering Justine is already handing you a large cup. Bless her twisted heart. @@.yellow;"You're the best."@@ [[Take your coffee.|W8R][$control.location to "Work store 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store 2">><<AddBreath_Strong "coffee">>Today Justine is wearing a striped tube top. With every breath she takes her breasts threaten to topple out of the garment. Her bottoms aren't much better. She's got a skirt so tiny on that you'd guess it only comes down a hair's width past her ass cheeks. Every time she moves the skirt flutters up, offer tantalizing hints at what it's barely hiding from sight. @@.justine;"I know."@@ She bats her eyes dramatically. @@.justine;"But you can say it again, anyway."@@ @@.yellow;"You're the mega best. The bestest best. The best of the best best."@@ You sigh with contentment from another swallow of wonderful coffee. She nods gravely. @@.justine;"Your diction could use work, but it's a decent start."@@ You almost spit out your mouthful of wonderful coffee. @@.yellow;"What?"@@ @@.justine;"Hmm?"@@ @@.yellow;"Did you just say diction? When did you learn that word? How do you even know what that means?"@@ Justine's eyes narrow so much that they look like they're closed. @@.justine;"First of all, rude. Second of all, fuck you too. Third of all, I'm smart. Okay? I watch documentaries and stuff."@@ She ignores the look you're giving her and then growls with frustration. @@.justine;"Ahhh, fine you asshole. I was watching a documentary last night and they were teaching a kid vocab words and that was one of them."@@ You ponder this for a moment. @@.yellow;"You saw it in a reality TV show, didn't you?"@@ @@.justine;"Yep."@@ She nods her head up and down. @@.justine;"One hundred percent."@@ You both chuckle. @@.justine;"Hey, what are you doing later tonight? Wanna hang out?"@@ <<if $flag.tf>>Unfortunately, your answer is delayed when [[an unexpected visitor turns up.|W8R][$control.location to "Camilla"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.yellow;"Definitely. It's a date."@@ You give Justine another thank you for the coffee and then [[head into work.|W8R][$control.location to "Work store end"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Camilla ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Camilla">>No. Not her. Anyone but her. The smile disappears off of your face. Your blood runs cold. Your stomach drops all the way into your feet. The coffee curdles in your throat, leaving a sour taste in your mouth that lingers beyond all reasonable expectation. You walk away from the coffee stand, creating some more distance so that Justine won't overhear anything. You face the intruder directly, stopping her from getting closer to the redheaded barista. It takes all your willpower to not hiss at the woman in front of you. @@.yellow;"What are you doing here?"@@ @@.camilla;"Is that any way to say hello?"@@ Camilla looks especially rodent-like today. Her pinched expression reminds you of a rat with its tail caught. But who are you kidding? Rats have to be ten times more pleasant to deal with than the awful windtrap in front of you. @@.yellow;"What are you doing here,"@@ you repeat. @@.camilla;"I was in the neighborhood. I thought I'd drop by, remind you that I exist."@@ She gives you a pointed look and then shouts past you, waving an arm. @@.camilla;"Hi! Good morning!"@@ Camilla smiles nastily at you. @@.camilla;"I thought both of you needed a reminder that I exist. I don't want you forgetting me, $name. Me or the things I'm capable of."@@ She gives another look toward Justine. [[The threat is crystal clear.|W8R][$control.location to "Camilla 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Camilla 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Camilla 2">>With no cars in line or customers to talk to Justine makes her way outside. You hear the slap of her sandals against the parking lot pavement as she walks over toward you and Camilla. @@.justine;"Oh, hey there. Camilla, right? What's up?"@@ You have to grit your teeth from saying anything as Camilla flashes an insincere smile. @@.camilla;"Good memory, Justine! I'm not up to too much. Thought I'd stop by and check on my good friend, $name."@@ The windtrap reaches out a hand and playfully punches you on the shoulder. I've never hit a girl, but I may break that rule today. You furrow your brow. Does it count as a boy hitting a girl if you technically have a temporary vagina? @@.justine;"Fun. $name and I were talking about our plans later tonight."@@ To your surprise there's a fleeting look on Justine's face. It's gone so fast that you can't quite place it. Like the owner of an expensive car would look when they're seeing some punks standing too close to the prized vehicle. @@.justine;"I'd invite you but it's just the two of us tonight."@@ You could kiss your bestie. And not just because she's smoking hot, either. Way to go, Justine! Your friend's desire to keep you to herself means she won't be inviting Camilla to do anything with you. Ever. Phew! @@.camilla;"What? $name, you bitch. You didn't tell her?"@@ You and Justine have the same reaction. @@.justine;"Tell me what?"@@ @@.yellow;"Tell her what?"@@ @@.camilla;"$name and I made plans days ago for tonight. Right, $name? You're coming by."@@ She says it like it's a direction. An order. A command. [[Oh that evil bitch.|W8R][$control.location to "Camilla 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Camilla 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Camilla 3">><<set $temp.switch3 to false>>Justine is already speaking for you. @@.justine;"Oh, that sucks. I'm going through some guy trouble and I need $name tonight. Maybe you can hang out with her next week or something."@@ Justine casually rests a hand on your shoulder. @@.camilla;"I would, but tonight took a lot of planning and all my plans would be ruined if $name didn't come. Thanks for being understanding!"@@ The two young women both have the fakest smiles you've ever seen plasted onto their faces. The tension is so thick that you could slice it in half with a katana. You half worry that if a leaf floats by and gets in between them it will be instantly incinerated by the pressure of their combined glowers. Justine's jaw doesn't unclench even as she speaks. @@.justine;"I guess it's up to $name, then."@@ @@.camilla;"I guess it is,"@@ Camilla replies with phony sweetness. Both girls look your way. You gulp. <<if $flag.nursepaparazzi>>Obviously you don't want to do anything with Camilla, but you can't piss her off. She's the reason Janet has that compromising picture of you! Camilla could blackmail you as easily as Janet can. And you aren't even sure who's asking you to come tonight, either. If this is Janet's idea then you know you can't say no. But if Camilla is just power-tripping then she can go fuck right off… Except she can't. Because she can blackmail you. Fuck. Don't want to risk pissing Camilla off, she has a compromising picture of you that she could blackmail you with. She's the one who gave it to Janet, after all. [[Agree to meet Camilla later.|W8R][$control.location to "Camilla 4"; $temp.switch3 to true]]<<else>>You aren't sure whether all of this is coming from Janet and Camilla is the messenger, or if Camilla is on some sort of power trip. Obviously you don't want to piss either of them off, but if Janet isn't involved then is it really a good idea to jump when Camilla demands? It might make her think she can boss you around. What will you do? [[Agree to meet Camilla later.|W8R][$control.location to "Camilla 4"; $temp.switch3 to true]] [[You're hanging out with Justine tonight. Bye, Camilla!|W8R][$control.location to "Nobody likes you Camilla"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Camilla 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Camilla 4">>You don't see what choice you have. Camilla and Janet both have the power to ruin your life. There's no way you can risk upsetting either one. As much as that sucks. @@.yellow;"I forgot we planned something for tonight,"@@ you you're your gaze fixes on the pavement at your feet. @@.yellow;"Can we raincheck, Justine?"@@ There's a beat of silence and then Justine forces out a harsh laugh. @@.justine;"Whatever. I can always find something to do. It'll be better than sitting around watching nerd movies."@@ Your friend saunters off, lifting the middle finger up high and waving it without even looking back. The other hand is furiously tapping at her phone. Maybe she's texting Tiger or someone else to hang out with. Fuck, this sucks. Justine is probably going to be mad at you because of this shit. And when she's mad she handles it by getting fucked up or by fucking someone else. You really hope it's the latter and not the former. The last thing you want is another late night where you have to rescue a drunk and belligerent Justine. Camilla's smirk shows how much she enjoys getting in the middle of your friendship. @@.camilla;"See you tonight."@@ And just like that you're alone in the parking lot. Justine slams the door to the coffee stand shut and Camilla makes a similar sound when she gets into her car. Fucking wonderful. Your best friend is pissed off and you have to spend the evening at a criminal headquarters. What a shitty way to start your Thursday off. And you haven't even clocked in for work yet! Speaking of, you'd better [[go get to work.|W8R][$control.location to "Work store end"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Nobody likes you Camilla ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Nobody likes you Camilla">>Yeah, Camilla isn't the boss of you. She can bark as loudly as she wants but there's no way in hell that you're going to obey her. @@.yellow;"I can't tonight, I'm hanging out with Justine."@@ Your body moves of its own accord, leaning in toward your friend as if your defiance would vanish without Justine's physical support. For a long moment Camilla glares at you. You half expect an outburst of crude language and shivering threats. But it doesn't come. Instead, the windtrap smiles with more false sweetness. @@.camilla;"That's fine. I'll think of something special for us to do next time. You know, to make up for missing tonight."@@ Oh fuck. Whatever Camilla comes up with to punish you, you'd bet it's going to be ten times worse than tonight would have been. @@.justine;"Sounds great,"@@ Justine brightly turns toward you. @@.justine;"You should go to your shift before you're late. And I have to get back inside. Bye, Camille!"@@ Justine is already pushing you in the direction of the store. You don't dare to look back, but you do hear Camilla quietly snarl out, @@.camilla;"It's Camilla, not Camille."@@ @@.justine;"Is it? My mistake. Have a good rest of your day!"@@ [[You walk into the store|W8R][$control.location to "Work store end"]] and a minute later Camilla's old car pulls out of the parking lot. You're grateful that Justine's bitchiness drove the windtrap off, but you can't deny how anxious you are about Camilla's inevitable revenge. What a great way to start your Thursday.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work store end ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work store end">>Your shift ends up being uneventful<<if $flag.tf>>, other than that<</if>>, and after it ends you [[return home.|W8R][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res">><<if $flag.tf>><<AddFem 1>>When the restaurant gets into sight it reminds of your plans for the evening. A dinner date with Kurt and his family. She called it an "engagement." Will there be more people there? How big is this thing, exactly? It can't be bigger than Kurt's welcome home party. Can it? That thing was huge. There's no way you'd be comfortable having that many people look your way. Well, big or small, clearly Lisa expects you to be Kurt's date for this thing. You really hope that this doesn't mean you're going to be in the spotlight.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>The restaurant looms up ahead. I wonder when I'll find out about the billboard. Crap, you'd almost forgotten about that thing. You really hope the picture turns out okay. Knowing your luck it will be terrible. Actually, the luckiest thing would be that they feature Destiny front and center. She's the prettiest, after all. If you can be in her shadow – figuratively or literally, it doesn't matter – then you'll be fine.<</if>> You hop off your bike, trying to clear your head. Now isn't the time to be distracted. Nope, now is the time to [[get to work!|W8R][$control.location to "Work res 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Work res 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Work res 2">>Work is pretty low-key. Nothing major happens, thankfully. You keep your head down and do your job the best you can. <<if $route.arthur>><<AddFem 1>>The best part of the day is definitely when Arthur finds an excuse to work near you for a few minutes. Mostly it's the two of you nervously chuckling and exchanging glances, though he does also apologize again for having to cut short your date the other night. Sadly, it doesn't last long. Arthur is called away and just like that you're away from each other again. <</if>><<if $flag.spinlessons>>As your shift continues your legs feel sorer by the minute. Spin class really wiped you out! Whenever things slow down you try to stealthily sit down to provide your legs some much needed relief. <<if $flag.workselfishness eq "yes">>But you stop when some of your coworkers give you dirty looks. You get why they'd be annoyed; nobody wants to work hard while someone else is slacking off. But it's still frustrating. There have plenty of times you've covered for other people. Why is it an issue that you're sitting now?<<else>>It helps some, but not much. <</if>><</if>>When your shift ends you are only too happy to [[leave the restaurant and go home.|W8R][$control.location to "Home"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home">><<routes>><<job "store">><<if $temp.switch3>>You send Justine a text apologizing and asking if you can hang out this weekend. Predictably she doesn't respond. The part that hurts the most, though, is that your phone shows you that she saw the text. If she saw it why didn't she say anything back? @@.yellow;"Bitch left me on read,"@@ you gripe to yourself. You love your best friend, but does she have to be so petty and vindictive? Are all teenage girls like this, or is Justine unique? You mull it over the entire ride home. Mostly so you can avoid thinking about Camilla and the Sails. But eventually the cottage looms in sight and you have to face reality. With a whiny sigh you get off your bike and go inside. You need to change and then get your ass to the clubhouse or things might get even worse for you. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Sails">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["camilla"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You shoot Justine a text but there's no answer. @@.yellow;"Bitch better not have forgotten me,"@@ you joke to yourself. She takes her sweet ass time, but your friend finally replies right as you get home. Be there soon!! @@.yellow;"At least that gives me time to change."@@ To the eWardrobe! <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Justine">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "workout"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<job "res">><<if $flag.tf>>The entire way home your mind churns about this dinner party thing with Kurt. With Lisa. With who knows what else. Look on the bright side, you try to tell yourself, this charade is probably going to end really soon. How much longer could Lisa make you play this part? One more week? Less? You open the cottage door and groan at the blinking light that awaits you. With a sigh you unlock Lisa's tablet. A car will pick you up. Be ready. Look presentable. You suppose "look presentable" means to wear the right clothes. Time to change out of your work uniform and into something more fitting. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Posh party start">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["party", "makeup"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>The only nice thing about knowing you work tomorrow is that at least it's a Friday. But for now all you want to do is relax and get comfy. First things first: go get changed. <<set $eWardrobe.link to "Home 2">><<set $eWardrobe.tags to ["casual", "workout"]>><<eWardrobeMenu>><</if>><</routes>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Home 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Home 2">>It's funny how something as simple as getting out of your work clothes can do so much to improve your mood. Like your body recognizes the tactile differences between an outfit for your job and something else. Or would it be more appropriate to say that your mind recognizes the differences? Regardless, the second you walk out of the eWardrobe you feel relaxed. More at ease. Better. One more day of work, that's it. Then the weekend is here. Man, you thought that you longed for the weekend when you were in school. But when you have a job it's like the light at the end of the tunnel. At least with school you have three-day weekends, and sick days, and summer vacation. Now, what to do with your time? You've got your whole Thursday night ahead of you. What sounds fun? The final season for Match of Crowns just aired. You could [[watch that|W8R][$control.location to "Television"]]. Who doesn't love a fantasy drama featuring beheadings and dragons? Or you could [[watch a movie|W8R][$control.location to "Movie"]]. Lifelesslake 2 recently became available. Lifelesslake is an anti-hero. Nicknamed the Legionnaire with Lips because of how sarcastic and crude he can be. There's supposed to be time travel and fart jokes in this one. That's always fun. Or you could [[have some personal fun|W8R][$control.location to "Porn"; $fem += 1]]. You know, the intimate kind. Get the lights low, put some music on. Basically set the mood for yourself. And then let your hand wander down south and do what it does best. Nutflex would be necessary for this one.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Television ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Television">>Match of Crowns is fun. But it's no Astoria. In fact, when the episode ends you find yourself picking up your worn copy of Lost Heir of Astoria. @@.yellow;"Ain't no party like a Drake party,"@@ you murmur to your walls. They silently agree with you. For the rest of the night you read. When it gets dark outside you move from the living room to the bedroom, but continue to read. It's been a while since you've curled up with a good book. You used to read all the time, but ever since coming to Hope's Point you hardly ever find a book in your hands. Maybe you should change that. Who needs to go hang out with people or do things outside when there's an entire world in the pages of Astoria? You stay up way later than you should, especially considering you already know everything that happens in the story. But it's too good to put down. You used to read to escape the lonely world of high school and the isolation you felt at home. Reading now is still an escape, but it's an escape from something different. Your problems have changed, and the obstacles you dealt with in high school seem like they're from a lifetime ago. It's comforting to know that even if your problems evolve and grow, at least the escape remains the same. When [[you fall asleep|W8F]] it's with your copy of Astoria in your hands.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Movie ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Movie">><<AddFem 1>>Lifelesslake 2 isn't quite as entertaining as its predecessor, but it's still good fun. The jokes are mostly on point, even if they are a bit lowbrow. And the acting isn't bad, especially from the kid actor. You dislike the time travel aspect, though. It seems like shows and films always get time travel wrong. All it takes is a small amount of logic and thinking it through to realize how many paradoxes and inconsistencies are opened up with most time travel stories. This one is no different. Wait, so that guy goes back in time and is in his body doing what he was doing at that moment. But the next dude goes back in time and brings all sorts of equipment with him, and is in a random place? How does that work? When the movie ends you do a quick Peddit search to see what other thought the movie. Most people seemed to like it. One of the threads catches your eye and you read through the different comments. On a spur of the moment you type in your thoughts as a reply to someone else. With Peddit you're more of a lurker than a poster, but there's nothing wrong with saying something every now and again. To your surprise a few minutes later you get a notifcation. The other person replied back to you! "Shut up you stupid slut NOBODY CAres what you think of a move that came out last yer" @@.yellow;"Rude,"@@ you glare at your computer screen. The next two hours aren't your finest. You wouldn't call it a flame war, per se, but you might have some choice words for the other person. Normally you wouldn't dare to say anything back but the internet makes everything anonymous and easy. You only stop when it gets so late that you know you need to [[go to sleep.|W8F]] The other person somehow assumed you were a girl, which is the story of your fucking life, and then kept insulting you. Fuck them. You're allowed to have your own opinion! And if you weren't so tired you'd tell him that. The jackass.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn">>Good old Nutflex. When sites like Peddit get too political or the front page is nothing but reposts, Nutflex is there for you. When your parents would go out to a fancy dinner and not even bother to ask if you wanted anything brought home, Nutflex was there. And when every girl in the world would rather gouge their eyes out than give you the time of day? Well, Nutflex was there. In some ways Nutflex has been like a friend and mentor for you. It certainly taught you most of what you know about sex. And bodies. And bodies having sex. What are you in the mood for today? The hot video of the day is some blonde milf surrounded by black men. It doesn't take much to figure out what's going to happen there. Then there's the "currently trending" section. Ostensibly it's full of videos with potential. There's one where the thumbnail shows a sexy nurse standing next to a patient in a hospital. That seems kinky. And then there's the random option. Like playing the lotto, but with porn. Could be great, could be weird. You might have an unexpected gem, a diamond in the rough as it were. Or you might find some ugly people having gross sex. One never knows. What will it be? [[The hot video of the day. Milf please!|W8R][$control.location to "Porn hot"]] [[The currently trending one. Maybe this nurse can make you feel better.|W8R][$control.location to "Porn trending"]] [[Let's act like we're lucky and roll the dice. Random video it is!|W8R][$control.location to "Porn random"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn hot ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn hot">><<AddFem 2>>Nobody can resist a milf, right? Not you, and definitely not the circle of black dudes around her. The milf, in what you presume must have been an attempt to ward off the effects of age, has had a good bit of plastic surgery done. Her lips are unnaturally huge and her chest can only be described as,"Unnaturally huge, doubled." But damn does she know how to suck a dick. The men are in a loose circle around her. Some are shirtless while others are clothed, but every single one of them has his pants on the floor. In the center of the circle is the blonde milf. In a twenty minute long video she somehow manages to make all five of them orgasm. That's impressive. Counting the opening scene that means she gets each dude off in less than four minutes. Good job, Miss Milf. You can see why it's the hot video right now. Between the milf's appreciative – granted, they're probably fake – moans and how diligently she works the dark rods around her, you find yourself close to the edge rather quickly. You end up cumming before the video is halfway done, but you spend the rest of it in a daze, watching everything. As always, all you want to do post-ejaculation is pretend like you never did what you just did. When the video ends and you can summon up the energy you clean yourself up and close Nutflex. [[Time to find something else to do for the night.|W8R][$control.location to "Porn end"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn trending ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn trending">><<AddFem 1>>The video begins with the nurse speaking loudly to the man in the bed. @@.blue;"Time to clean you up,"@@ she tells the unmoving figure. Fuck yeah. You bet she's going to soap up his dick and he'll get hard in her hands. She'll get excited to see a response from him so she'll keep going. He'll wake up and plow her. The end. So predictable. I bet I could write the plot for most of these. To your surprise the nurse pulls out a long tube and what looks like a funnel. The fuck is that? @@.blue;"Ready to feel clean inside and out?"@@ And then, to your mounting horror, she shoves the tube right up his butt. Right. Up. There. @@.yellow;"What in the everlasting fuck?@@ When the tube is firmly inside the patient's booty the nurse pours soap and water into the funnel. The camera zooms in on the tube, where the concoction is flowing down into what must the patient's ass. @@.yellow;"Annnnnd we're done."@@ You close the tab and shut your computer. @@.yellow;"If that video has potential then I'm on my way to being a fucking wrestling champion."@@ You shudder. Soapy water right up the butt? Who the hell would be into that? Your mood has thoroughly been killed. Time to go [[do something else.|W8R][$control.location to "Porn end"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn random ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn random">><<WearPajam>><<if $femgate gte 89>>@@.yellow;"I'm feelin' lucky,"@@<<else>>@@.yellow;"I'm feeling lucky,"@@<</if>> you tell your laptop. If the pixels could respond they'd probably say something supportive. You hit the link to a random video and then lean back. Let's see what comes up. The title tells you nothing. @@.yellow;"The hell is an "Ookie Cookie?"@@ Again your screen declines to answer. The video opens with a group of guys standing around a small end table. Their attention is on the round plate on the table's top. The camera zooms in so you can see what the plate holds. @@.yellow;"Well, there's the cookie."@@ Nothing ookie about that. The camera zooms back out, and this time you see that each of the guys have their pants undone and their members out. The guys are all furiously stroking themselves. @@.yellow;"This is weird."@@ One of the guys grunts, and to your horrified amazement he sprays his load all over the plate and its cookie. @@.yellow;"What the fuck, dude. That was chocolate chip! What a waste."@@ With a palpable sigh of relief the one who came backs out of the circle. Surprisingly, the remaining guys only seem more emboldened by the mess he made. Arms are pumping so hard that you can't even believe it. A second one cums, and then a third. Both aim for the plate. Finally it's down to two guys. One orgasms, his jizz shooting out along with a triumphant battle cry. The one guy who didn't cum looks absolutely crushed. With a trembling hand he reaches out for the cookie. @@.yellow;"The hell is he going to do with that?"@@ The other men jeer as the last one brings the cookie up to his mouth. <<if $femgate gte 90>><<AddFem 3>>@@.yellow;"Oh please,"@@ you scoff as the he bites into it. @@.yellow;"It's not that bad."@@ You've swallowed enough cum yourself to feel like it really isn't a big deal. The video ends when the last of the cookie is eaten. How disappointing. That wasn't erotic at all! You suppose this is what you get for picking the random option. You decide to look up an old favorite and jerk off to that. It's a cheerleader video, which always does the trick. After you finish you idly browse Peddit until bedtime. Once it's late enough you [[go to sleep.|W8F]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.yellow;"Oh, fuck no."@@ You slam your laptop shut before it can show you a single second more. Shuddering, you stand up. I'm not in the mood any more, you tell yourself. Maybe this is what you deserved for picking the random option. The rest of the evening kind of sucks. You're too repelled by what you saw to jerk off again, and instead you decide to be moderately productive. You clean the kitchen and your bathroom. It's not fun, and you end up feeling tired and crabby by the time you're done, but at least things are a little cleaner than they were before. One more day, you tell yourself as [[you crawl into bed.|W8F]] One more day until the weekend. Maybe you can relax then.<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Porn end ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Porn end">><<WearPajam>>You end up browsing Peddit until it's time to [[go to sleep.|W8F]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine">>When you step out of the eWardrobe you check your phone. Still no word from Justine. Hmmm. Weird. You shrug it off. Your friend can be flakey, but she usually comes through. She'll probably turn up with some liquor she stole or something. You busy yourself getting some snacks out and finding several options for entertainment. She probably won't want to watch the latest Quest Unachievable movie, but maybe she'll pick it because she thinks Todd Coast is hot. There's also this dumb stoner comedy, Nana's Lad, that she might like. The sound of tires crunching outside makes you stop in your tracks. @@.yellow;"Finally,"@@ you growl to yourself. You open your front door as Justine is getting out of her car. @@.justine;"Miss me?"@@ @@.yellow;"Would it kill you to send a text? I had no idea when you were coming over."@@ Your best bats her eyes at you. @@.justine;"So that's a yes, you missed me."@@ @@.yellow;"Gah, you're the worst. Get your big ass in here before I make us watch a movie about dragons."@@ @@.justine;"First of all, my ass isn't big, it's perfect. Second of all, I will fight dirty with you if you even try to do that. Don't test me. I'm not above hair pulling."@@ [[Time to have some fun.|W8R][$control.location to "Justine 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 2">><<AddBreath_Strong "weed">>@@.justine;"Anyway, I was picking up something for us."@@ Justine reaches into her purse and pulls out a baggie full of a familiar looking substance. @@.justine;"Ready to get high?"@@ <<if $flag.tf>>After dealing with Lyle yesterday and then Camilla today? Fuck yes. This has been the week from hell. @@.yellow;"Absolutely."@@<<else>>Watching dumb movies with a close friend has been something you've craved your whole life. If Justine wants to get high while doing all of that then it's fine by you. Besides, this whole week has been rough. Weed isn't the danger you were taught it was. Why not unwind a little? @@.yellow;"Sure."@@<</if>> Justine sets the baggie down and pulls out some white papers. It takes her all of two minutes to roll a tight little joint. The two of you make your way to the porch to smoke it. The redhead lights it and offers you the first hit. You're proud of yourself. Way less coughing than last time. You're finally able to smoke without looking like a little bitch! <<if $flag.tf>>@@.justine;"See? Way better than hanging out with that scrawny bitch, Cammie."@@ @@.yellow;"You don't have to tell me twice,"@@ you mutter. @@.yellow;"She, um, doesn't take no as an answer. I'd way rather hang out with you."@@ @@.justine;"I know, baby girl. Don't worry. If she comes around again I'll put her in her place."@@ Your friend winks at you. <<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.justine;"Aww, my little $name is growing up. You've come so far."@@ @@.yellow;"Shut up."@@ @@.justine;"No, I mean it! Look at you. We'll make a party girl out of you, trust me."@@ @@.yellow;"Uh huh."@@ You roll your eyes at her. <</if>>@@.yellow;"Ready to go back inside?"@@ Justine takes one last drag off the joint and then puts it out. With a nod she follows you [[into the cottage.|W8R][$control.location to "Justine 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Justine 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Justine 3">><<AddBreath_Strong "weed">>It's a fun few hours. Justine rejects both of your movie choices, and instead insists that you watch some movie based on a girl who lived sixty years ago. The girl got involved with an infamous artist and then ended up getting way too into drugs. The movie ends with her dying from an overdose. @@.yellow;"What the fuck, J. That was super depressing."@@ @@.justine;"I know, the end kinda sucked. Wanna go take another hit and then we can watch something else?"@@ You do learn that the best way to move on from watching a dramatic death from drug overdose is to get high. It feels a bit weird to do, but once the weed hits your lungs everything does mellow out. At some point you jerk awake. You and Justine both fell asleep on your couch. Your bestie lightly snores, snuggled against you. She's too heavy to move and you're too sleepy to care, so you simply [[shut your eyes again.|W8F]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails">><<AddFem 2>>For a few nice minutes you're able to pretend that you aren't dressed like a harlot. You ignore your clothes, instead focusing on the lazy bike ride in nice weather. It would almost be picturesque. Almost. And then you're out of the scenic area and into more heavily traveled streets. The magic is instantly gone and instead you find yourself sinking into your bike seat, wishing you could disappear. It's so awkward being in public view while being dressed like a street whore. And that's not the worst part. As bad it is to be dressed like this, sticking out like a gaudy prostitute, in a few minutes it'll be even worse. Because instead of sticking out you'll be blending in. Soon your clothing will be appropriate for the type of people who live near the Sails. In a few minutes you'll look like you belong. As expected, your window of time where you're still in the nice part of Hope's Point is rapidly shrinking. However, you're still far enough away from the clubhouse that pedestrians who see you don't immediately connect you with the Sails. Instead you get weird looks, pointed snickers, and an ample amount of catcalls. Everyone must think you're either walking slut trash or a hooker seeking out clientele. You do your best to ignore the catcalls, but it's easier said than done. What's to stop any one of those men – and apparently one very horny woman – from physically getting in your way and taking you by force? You feel vulnerable and unsafe. You can't believe you're actually about to think this, but you almost look forward to getting to the clubhouse. At least everything there is a known evil. What's the saying? I think it's, "Better the devil you know than the one you don't." That finally makes sense. As if you crossed some sort of invisible barrier [[the catcalls stop.|W8R][$control.location to "Sails 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 2">><<AddFem 1>>The lewd comments aren't the only thing that's different. Here the people seem hesitant to even look at you, which is kind of funny given your outfit. The townsfolk who live close to the clubhouse know about the Sails and the windtraps. To their trained eye you must look like every other young woman who hangs around the criminals. To them you're someone better off not harassing. You might look like a tramp, but here the tramps can always find an angry Sail to harass anyone they don't like. Every rotation of your tires brings you closer to the clubhouse. Every rotation of the pedals is accompanied by a hitch in your breath. And with every rotation of your feet your mind churns over the events in your life that brought you here. Sometimes it's easier to not think at all. The parking lot of the clubhouse is a little more than half-full. The majority of the spaces are occupied with motorcycles. It seems odd to see so many bikes here. You wonder if it has something to do with Lyle and that work he was talking about. Granted, you didn't exactly catch most of what he said. You were too busy trying to sexually please him. Fuck, my life is so weird now. With a great amount of reluctance you get off your bike and head into the clubhouse. [[Time to face your fate.|W8R][$control.location to "Sails 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 3">>Nobody pays any mind to your entrance. You understand why the Sails in conversation wouldn't notice and why the ones on their phones would be too distracted. What about the ones staring at the walls or dazedly looking off into space? Interestingly, there's almost a pattern of sorts to the way people have filled up the room. The area with the armchairs is packed full of older Sails. More like that entire corner of the room. Two of the armchair guys have newspapers stretched out in front of them. Amusingly you see one is wearing a pair of reading glasses. Several of the others sitting around him are squinting at the screens of their phones. The rest of the sitters are in small clumps of two or three, engaged in quiet conversations, speaking in hushed voices. And then there's the bar. Louder. Busier. Utterly packed. Younger, too. Unlike the armchair area where every Sail is grey-bearded, the Sails at the bar are all on the younger side. The oldest can't be a day over thirty. To a man each one is affected by the same type of nervous energy, a recurring compulsive need to move. It's nothing obvious, really. But none of them sit still for long. Someone is always lighting a cigarette while another cracks his knuckles while someone else calls for more beer. In the last of the room's corners is the final group of Sails. None of them are familiar to you. While they all wear the leather vests with the Sail patch on them, these ones have unfamiliar lettering above their patches. These men sit and stand in equal numbers, but almost none of them are talking. They keep glancing at the clock or looking at their phones. More than one looks blankly at the wall. You wonder what they're waiting for. [[Look around.|W8R][$control.location to "Sails 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 4">><<AddFem 2>>You spot Camilla the same moment that she spies you. The windtrap is wearing an outfit that would look great on Justine. Unfortunately for Camilla she can't pull it off the same way that your friend can. Her spindly legs jut out of her tiny denim shorts like a broom handle would. Her white crop is so short that it shows off her whole stomach. But instead of a smooth expanse of belly or a tantalizing glimpse of tan flesh she just looks pale and out of shape. She's not fat, but there's nothing about her that looks toned or appealing. @@.camilla;"There you are,"@@ Camilla calls while beckoning you to get closer. When you've gotten near enough that she doesn't have to shout to be heard she continues. @@.camilla;"I'm glad you're here. Those guys over there were promised a gangbang, but we're short some windtraps. Go make them happy."@@ She points toward the end of the bar, where a group of the younger Sails are now slinging back shots. @@.yellow;"What the fuck? I'm not a windtrap."@@ You snap back. Camilla shrugs, offering you a small smirk as if to say, Whatever you say. Irritated, you look around. @@.yellow;"Where's Janet?"@@ You need to make it clear to Lyle's mother that you won't be a part of this crap any longer. This is going too far. @@.camilla;"She's busy, you dumb bitch. Now do what I say and get the fuck over there. Right. Now."@@ Camilla stares you down, her expression demanding compliance. [[Do as you're told.|W8R][$control.location to "Pushover"; $fem += 2]] [[Hell no.|W8R][$control.location to "Sails 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 5">>@@.yellow;"Not until I talk to Janet. This is going too far."@@ It's not easy for you, but you stand your ground against Camilla's withering stare. The fuming bartender looks close to wringing your neck. @@.camilla;"Get your ass over there. Now."@@ For a second nobody speaks. The two of you face off, waiting to see who backs down. Camilla breaks the silence first. @@.camilla;"That dumb ginger bitch you're friends with? It'd be real bad if somethin' happened to her. Wouldn't it?"@@ @@.yellow;"You wouldn't."@@ But your blood is already running cold. She would. @@.camilla;"Try me. So get your dumb cunt over there and show those guys a good time."@@ @@.yellow;"Let me talk to Janet,"@@ you beg her, trying again. @@.yellow;"This is all a misunderstanding."@@ @@.camilla;"Last time I fucking say it. Get. Over. There."@@ [[Get over there.|W8R][$control.location to "Sails 6"]] [[No.|W8R][$control.location to "Pushunder"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 6">><<AddFem 2>>She wouldn't really hurt Justine. Would she? Could she? You study Camilla for a second. She's definitely volatile and impulsive. She's got a fucking nursing degree that allows her to have a real career but her loyalty is to a bunch of small-town criminals. She smokes cigarettes despite having a job where she should know how bad they are for her. So yeah, maybe she would go after Justine. And the truth is, you can't risk putting your friend in danger. It wouldn't be right. It wouldn't be okay. @@.green;"Hey! Camilla, where the fuck are our drinks?"@@ @@.camilla;"One second,"@@ she shouts back. Her eyes remain on yours. Waiting. The worst part about looking away and walking toward the Sails down the bar is that first you have to see Camilla's smug smirk of success. She's won and she knows it. @@.camilla;"That's right, bitch. Get to steppin'."@@ Her taunts just barely reach your ears. Then much louder she calls, @@.camilla;"Be right there with those shots!"@@ [[Introduce yourself to the Sails.|W8R][$control.location to "Sails 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 7">><<AddFem 2>>@@.red;"How the hell did the entertainment get here before the drinks? The service here sucks."@@ A Sail with bloodshot eyes looks at you as if you're a dangerous animal. @@.red;"I'm out, boys. None of you idiots know how to keep your mouth shut and I don't need Inez crushing my balls again. See you on the other side."@@ He claps the closest one on the shoulder and then warily brushes past you. Three Sails are left. The one who got clapped on the back has dark skin and a quick smile. @@.green;"Hello gorgeous. Don't worry,"@@ he winks, @@.green;"You won't scare me away."@@ The other two look like brothers. Or cousins? Both are tan and have almost identical faces. The only differences between them seem to be artificial. One has long hair and a crooked nose while the other has short hair and swollen left ear. @@.finalblue;"Drinks are here,"@@ Crooked Nose directs everyone's attention to the bar. Camilla sets down the last of four shots and stomps back the way she came. @@.green;"Must be your lucky day. Our fourth left, so his shot is yours."@@ The dark skinned one thrusts the glass into your hands. @@.green;"To pussy and adventure,"@@ he toasts. Weird Ear sniggers. @@.otherblue;"Pussy and fun."@@ They drink. You're not a fan of what they're drinking to, but what the hell. Maybe a shot will help steady your nerves for what's coming next. Besides, it'll probably piss Camilla off when she finds out she just served you. Petty? Yes. Satisfying? Also yes. [[Drink.|W8R][$control.location to "Sails 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 8">><<AddBreath_Strong "alcohol">><<AddFem 1>>It goes down easier than you'd have thought. It seems quite potent, however. You don't know the quality of what you imbibed but it must be decently strong judging from how you already feel buzzed. @@.finalblue;"We doing this? We don't have all night, and I don't want someone else to swoop in and take her. These boys are all horny and there's practically no girls here. Janet's runnin' a fuckin' shit show."@@ @@.green;"Yeah, yeah, let's go. Hey, neither of you better sneak a look while we're in there, but if you do I get it. I'd be jealous of me, too."@@ He wraps an arm your waist and gestures toward the door that leads to the back rooms. @@.green;"Lead the way, gorgeous. I can't wait to see your room."@@ @@.yellow;"My room?"@@ The surly bartender chimes in right then. @@.camilla;"Here's the key. We hold onto it for her because she's sooo ditzy. Half the time the bimbo can't even remember which room is hers. Spanking usually jogs her memory."@@ Having tossed a silver key ring at Crooked Nose and gotten a chance to say her piece, Camilla leaves again. I hate her so much. So much. Crooked Nose scoffs. @@.finalblue;"I'd rather take the dumb bimbo than that ugly scag behind the bar."@@ He mimics his friend's earlier gesture. @@.finalblue;"Let's go. Take us to your room."@@ [[Into the hallway.|W8R][$control.location to "Sails 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 9">>Fuck Camilla. Fuck her so much. Calling me a ditz and a bimbo. Lying about me, forcing me to fuck random Sails. Fuck her! I fucking hate her. I'm going to bring her down, I swear it. What did I ever even do to her? She's so fucking terrible all the fucking time. The only upside right now is that having something to be angry about gives you a distraction. Better to focus on how much you hate Camilla than dwell on what you're about do with these guys. You think you know where to go. The same room Janet made you have sex in before, the one she's made you change your clothes in. Sure enough, the key neatly fits in the doorknob and turns easily. The three Sails talk amongst themselves like you can't hear them. Only occasionally does one address you directly. It's frustrating and demeaning to be talked about as if you aren't standing right there. @@.otherblue;"How we doin' this?"@@ @@.green;"We already said we was gonna go all at once 'stead of takin' turns."@@ @@.finalblue;"Fuck that. I'm not getting' off if I have to watch you eat some twat's ass. Hey, girl. Get on the floor and blow me. Fuck, who knows how many other guys have fucked her today? Sloppy seconds ain't for me."@@ @@.green;"Man, shut the fuck up. It's not even like that. Hey, take your clothes off first. This jackass doesn't decide what you do first."@@ @@.finalblue;"Do both,"@@ Long Hair commands. They want you to [[strip and give a blowjob at the same time.|W8R][$control.location to "Sails 10"]] What do they think you are, some sort of master whore?<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 10">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<AddSex "sail">> ║ │ <<AddAnal "sail">> ║ │ <<AddBlowjob "sail">> ║ │ <<AddBreath_Strong "cum">> ║ │ <<AddFem 2>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>I guess it wasn't that hard. It's surprisingly easy to remove clothes with one hand. The Sails, all of whom are in various states of undress, then proceed to take you. Crooked Nose is satisfied with head. His cousin fucks your pussy, and the other guy choose to have butt sex with you. He did some weird finger stuff, too. But whatever. You actually orgasmed twice, embarrassing as that is. The second was more humiliating than the first, mostly because of how much louder you were. I think pretty much everyone heard me. @@.green;"Fuck, I needed that before tonight. I always get horny the day before a job. You guys know what I mean?"@@ @@.otherblue;"I'm always horny,"@@ Weird Ear jaws back. The Sails are leaving the room, joking with each other. None of them pays you any mind. The door swings shut behind them. Slowly you pull your clothes back on. Mostly to delay whatever comes next. What if Camilla demands that you do more after this? Maybe she's out there right now offering you up to other Sails. The idea makes you since. Fuck her. Janet isn't even here, I don't think. Maybe you can [[sneak out|W8R][$control.location to "Sails 11"]] without Camilla seeing you. You could go down the hallway and duck out the side exit. That way you avoid the main room of the clubhouse entirely, and then there's no chance for Camilla to demand anything else.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Sails 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Sails 11">><<WearPajama>>For once everything goes according to plan. The only part you hadn't anticipated was the bike ride home. Your ass and groin are both so sore from the fucking you received that sitting on the bike seat is like a special type of hell. It's a long ride home. The first thing you do when you get to the cottage is go into the bathroom. Not even the world's longest shower is enough to purify you of the memory of what just happened. But it's a start. Not feeling hungry, you forgo dinner and instead you curl up in bed. At least you're still a little buzzed from the shot you took. That helps. You put on an early episode of Manhattan 11, a comedy show about police officers. You've seen it before so it's an easy thing to have on as background noise. At some point you must have nodded off, because when you wake up it's hours later and your laptop's battery has died. Yawning, you push your computer onto your dressed and then [[go back to sleep.|W8F]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Pushover ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Pushover">>Damn it. Damn it, damn it, damn it! Camilla smirks like she can read your mind. Like she knows you've already given in. Like she owns you. Sure, maybe to her it looks like you're meekly bowing your head. But you know you're gritting your teeth. And maybe to her it appears that you're shuffling off in the direction she indicated. But you know there's anger in your step. And yeah, maybe you are going to do what she said. But this isn't the end. This isn't over. It can't be. The Sails notice you coming before you've made it halfway. Two of them study you in the same way, similar enough that you find it disconcerting. Wait, that's not it. Their tan features look alike. Are they cousins? You didn't see it right away because one has short hair and a bloated left ear that demands you look away at it, while the other has a long hair and a very crooked nose. For sure, though, they're related. There's two more men there. One with bloodshot eyes and one with dark skin. Their backs are to you but both Sails turn when they see the cousins staring. [[The one with bloodshot eyes speaks first.|W8R][$control.location to "Pushover 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Pushover 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Pushover 2">>@@.red;"Nope, not happening. This is my stop, guys. In another life I'd have joined you. Inez will kill me if she sniffs out that I did anything. Ever since her sister last Christmas she's been extra loco."@@ The Sail with dark skin laughs and slaps his friend on the back. @@.green;"I told you so, man. Soon as you bought the ring I said it. Now she's got your balls and your bike."@@ This draws out a snigger from the cousins. @@.green;"And who we have here? I haven't seen you around before. My name's Romeo."@@ He holds his hand out to you. When you reach to shake it he grabs you tightly and pulls you into his lap. You fall with a squeak, your ass colliding with his crotch like a train pulling into the station. Romeo stares intently into your eyes, a smile on his lips. @@.green;"Well hello there."@@ The cousins intensify their laughter. @@.otherblue;"Romeo,"@@ snorts the one whose ear looks like cauliflower. @@.otherblue;"More like Shittio. Everyone knows you have a thing for lickin' windtrap ass, bro."@@ Romeo jerks up so fast that you have no time to catch yourself. You barely stop yourself from rolling onto the floor. When you've caught your balance you look up to see a very embarrassed Romeo glowering at the short cousin. @@.green;"You shut the fuck up. I'm not saying it again. Or I'll bust your other ear."@@ The cousin with long hair finally speaks up. @@.finalblue;"Quit posturin' for the bitch. She's not worth it, you idiots. Save that shit for tonight."@@ He stands up and fiddles with his belt. @@.finalblue;"We gonna do this now? I'm not particu'ly keen on sharin' but seein' as there is more demand than supply I s'pose beggers cannot be choosers."@@ …[[Why does every fucking Sail have to talk about you like you aren't standing right there?|W8R][$control.location to "Pushover 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Pushover 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Pushover 3">>@@.red;"Have fun, boys."@@ The first Sail moves away to talk to someone else down the bar. You're left alone with the two cousins and Romeo. @@.finalblue;"We doin' this,"@@ Long Hair impatiently asks again. @@.otherblue;"One more shot first and then let's bang her. Shittio owes me a drink anyway."@@ Romeo narrows his eyes but decides not to fight the nickname. @@.green;"Hey, Camilla! Three more down here before we take your sister to the back."@@ @@.camilla;"Comin' right up,"@@ Camilla sweetly calls back. Is it your imagination or is she offering you a shit-eating grin? Maybe she and Romeo have something in common. You chuckle to yourself. Sometimes the only place we can be defiant is in our minds. [[Shots are served.|W8R][$control.location to "Pushover 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Pushover 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Pushover 4">><<set $temp.switch1 to true>>Romeo stays waiting for Camila so you turn back to Long Hair and Short Hair. The cousins – or brothers, whatever – are both looking you over. Long Hair with mild disinterest, Short Hair with genuine eagerness. @@.green;"Hey, 'trap. You want one? On us."@@ @@.finalblue;"On him."@@ @@.green;"Fine, on me. You want one?"@@ Well, a shot might make this easier. [[Sure.|W8R][$control.location to "Pushover 5"; $temp.switch1 to true]] [[No thanks.|W8R][$control.location to "Pushover 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Pushover 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Pushover 5">><<if $temp.switch1>><<AddBreath_Strong "alcohol">><<AddFem 3>>Why not? Getting fucked up will probably make this next part easier to stomach. @@.green;"All right! Now it's a party. Camilla, one more glass."@@ @@.finalblue;"What's takin' that ugly bitch so long? We don't got all night."@@ @@.green;"Fuck if I know. Camilla, hurry the fuck up!"@@ It takes Camilla a beat to bring the glasses over. Her bottle of liquor ran out after the third shot and she had to take the time to pause and open a new bottle. The glare she throws your way, like it's your fault, could melt paint. What a bitch. Don't work behind a fucking bar if you don't want to serve drinks. @@.green;"Here you go."@@ Romeo hands you one of the glasses. Drops of liquid spill out and splash onto your fingers. @@.green;"To shared pussy amongst brothers."@@ @@.finalblue;"Fuck that,"@@ Long Hair spits. @@.finalblue;"Who knows how many fools in this room have been in that pussy. And sick fucks like you ruin the ass. I'll nut in her throat, you two fight over the other end."@@ That must have settled it. As if on cue the three men tilt their heads back and drink. You grimace at the toast but join them. The liquor burns all the way down your throat and you end up coughing so hard that a little bit spills out of your mouth. @@.finalblue;"Fuck. You better handle my jizz better than that, ho."@@ You're still blinking tears out of your stinging eyes when Romeo puts an arm around your waist. The Sail leads you and the other two [[into the back of the clubhouse.|W8R][$control.location to "Pushover 6"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 2>>@@.otherblue;"Straight to business. She's a professional, man."@@ Short Hair winks at you. @@.finalblue;"What's takin' that ugly bitch so long? We don't got all night."@@ @@.green;"Fuck if I know. Camilla, hurry the fuck up!"@@ It's only another minute before the scowling bartender brings over three shots, but all three Sails are impatiently grumbling when the glasses are set down on the bar top. For some reason Camilla glares at you like you're the reason they're pissed off. She's such a bitch. The Sails hold their glasses up into the air. @@.green;"To shared pussy amongst brothers."@@ @@.finalblue;"Bullshit. We know you're going for the ass and I'm not sharing' pussy with neither of you gross fucks. I'll nut in her throat, you two fight over the other end."@@ You squeeze your eyes shut. This is so fucking humiliating. Why does this shit always happen to me? Your eyes open when you hear the thud of the glasses colliding back down onto the bar. Romeo wipes the back of his mouth with his hand. @@.green;"Ahhhhh, that's it. Let's go!"@@ [[Go with the three Sails.|W8R][$control.location to "Pushover 6"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Pushover 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Pushover 6">>@@.green;"Which one's yours, sweetness?"@@ <<if $temp.switch1>>The last of the coughing fits. Somewhat groggily, you confusedly answer with an eloquent, @@.yellow;"Huh?"@@<<else>>It takes a moment before you realize he's addressing you. @@.yellow;"What?"@@<</if>> @@.green;"Your room,"@@ Romeo says the two words like he's speaking to a child. @@.green;"Come on, Camilla said you're a pro, don't fuck around with us."@@ @@.finalblue;"Told you, the windtraps in this town get too much freedom. Back home the bitches know their place. No games, no backtalk, no ugly twats behind the bar."@@ @@.yellow;"It's not a game,"@@ you insist. @@.yellow;"I don't live here. @@<<if $temp.switch1>>@@.yellow;I'm not even a windtrap."@@ Short Hair scoffs. @@.otherblue;"Yeah, can't you idiots tell she's one of them classy hos? Real professional, her. That's why she's dressed like @@<<outfitlist>><<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_bitch1">>@@.otherblue;a cheap little bitch."@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_bitch2">>@@.otherblue;a thirsty skank."@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_bitch3">>@@.otherblue;every other ho."@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_bitch4">>@@.otherblue;a dumb bimbo."@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_bitch5">>@@.otherblue;she's here for dick."@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_wutever">>@@.otherblue;trailer trash."@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_ellipsis">>@@.otherblue;a homeless slut."@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_dumb1">>@@.otherblue;every other windtrap out there."@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_dumb2">>@@.otherblue;a dirty whore."@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<outfit "camilla_dumb3">>@@.otherblue;she's ready for a stud."@@<</outfitlist>><<else>>@@.yellow;I'm not even a – "@@ you gulp. Maybe the less these guys know the better. Telling them that you're not a windtrap might lead to problems. For all you know having them think you're one means you get some protections. They can't hurt you if you're a windtrap, right? @@.yellow;"I'm not a local,"@@ you hastily try to spin things. @@.yellow;"I'm just visiting. For a little bit."@@<</if>> @@.finalblue;"Enough. I'll go get this straightened out."@@ [[Long Hair disappears back into the clubhouse.|W8R][$control.location to "Pushover 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Pushover 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Pushover 7">>Romeo's good humor is rapidly vanishing. @@.green;"We're all here for a fun time. But if you make this hard I promise you it won't be fun for anyone."@@ <<if $temp.switch1>>@@.yellow;"I'm not doing anything!"@@ But a thought tickles the back of your brain. Could they mean the room Janet always sends you to? That's not really "your" room. Is it?<<else>>Your heart pounds in your chest. @@.yellow;"I'm not trying to piss you off,"@@ you plaintively point out. @@.yellow;"I know what you're all expecting. What you guys want. I'm not fighting it."@@ <</if>> Long Hair returns, a key held triumphantly in his grasp. @@.finalblue;"Got it. Let's do this. She said you know which room this goes to."@@ There's a hint of accusation in his voice. You hurry down the hall and stop in front of it. The room Janet made you do things in. The one she always has you change in. It has to be this one. Nothing else makes sense. Long Hair quirks an eyebrow and with a shrug tries the key. The door smoothly unlocks, creaking open easily. @@.green;"Time for the party."@@ [[Go into "your" room.|W8R][$control.location to "Pushover 8"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Pushover 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Pushover 8">>The room is as bare as ever. Like nobody lives in it. Nobody but a ghost. <<if $temp.switch1>>With a sigh you begin to pull off your clothing. May as well get this over with. @@.green;"Damn, you're not wastin' any time."@@ Romeo happily begins to strip as well. @@.otherblue;"Told you. She's a pro, she's know what's up."@@ You ignore the sniggering from all three Sails.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You squeak with surprise when one of them shoves you further in. @@.finalblue;"Let's go. We don't got all night."@@ Long Hair runs a hand down your back and then squeezes your ass, fondling you. He reaches up and forcibly yanks at your neck line. @@.finalblue;"Show us those tits."@@ You take a deep breath and do what he says.<</if>> When your breasts stand bare Long Hair nods approvingly. <<if $flag.boobtf>><<AddFem 1>>@@.finalblue;"Nice. Bolt-ons. Yeah, you look like the type."@@<<else>>@@.finalblue;"Nice."@@<</if>> @@.green;"Take off everything. I want to see it all."@@ @@.otherblue;"So you can – "@@ @@.green;"Shut the fuck up, Joe. Last warning."@@ Romeo eyes you. [[Finish stripping.|W8R][$control.location to "Pushover 9"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Pushover 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Pushover 9">>@@.finalblue;"You give good head?"@@ If Long Hair cares that there's a nude <<if $femgate gte 90>>woman<<else>>woman-looking person<</if>> in front of him then he doesn't show it. He studies your mouth as if your bare breasts aren't on display. Just a second ago he was nodding at them with approval, and now it's like he doesn't even care they're there. You nod once. <<if $femgate gte 91>><<AddFem 2>>What's the point in lying? Every dude who you've given head has seemed to enjoy himself. And if one of your holes is going to pounded with cock it may as well be your mouth.<<elseif $femgate gte 87>><<AddFem 1>>You think you're good at it. I mean, Lyle always seems to think so. Every guy has, so far. Haven't they?<<else>>Your skin may crawl at the admission but this is an instance where lying and silence both risk making things worse.<</if>> Long Hair sits down onto <<if $femgate gte 99>>your<<else>>the<</if>> bed, his pants slipping low in the process to reveal a reasonably average penis. @@.finalblue;"Get to work."@@ <<if $temp.switch1>>Maybe he won't be as rough as Lyle. Maybe these guys will be gentle. Maybe they'll be nice. Maybe it won't be that. Maybe you'll like it. Maybe that's beginning to scare you. Maybe you're starting to worry that it's too late to get out of all of this. Time slows down as you lower yourself to the floor. Maybe you can get through this. Maybe you'll be no worse for wear when it ends. First, of course, it has to [[start.|W8R][$control.location to "Pushover 10"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>You sink to your knees in front of him. Your mind feels strangely blank. Like someone else is doing it. You're only watching through her eyes. You're not in control. It's one of those necessary evils, the person behind the wheel explains to you. One of those things we have to get through on our journey life. It's so simple. [[So simple. Start sex.|W8R][$control.location to "Pushover 10"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Pushover 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Pushover 10">><<silently>> ╔══╦═══╤════════════════════════════════════════════╤═══╦══╗ ╠═╤╝───┘ └───╚══╝ ║ │ <<AddSex "sail">> ║ │ <<AddAnal "sail">> ║ │ <<AddBlowjob "sail">> ║ │ <<AddBreath_Strong "cum">> ║ │ <<AddFem 4>> ╠═╧╗───┐ ┌───╔══╗ ╚══╩═══╧════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══╩══╝ <</silently>>In the end Long Hair finishes in your mouth, Romeo fucks your ass – and does some weird stuff with his fingers but whatever – and Short Hair bends you over to <<if $femgate gte 89>>fuck your pussy<<else>>fill up your slit.<</if>> Not necessarily in that order. Somewhere along the way you orgasmed. Then again. The second was more shameful than the first. <<if $temp.switch1>>Only because you were louder.<<else>>The looks of surprise in the eyes of those men as you shuddered on their dicks. Humiliating.<</if>> The guys are long gone by the time you've struggled back into your clothes. You're grateful for that. <<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $temp.switch1>>You shuffle back into the main room of the clubhouse. The Sails are back at the bar, but mercifully they pay you no mind. Granted, their attention is on another member at the end of the bar, probably some pervert telling a sex story. It's weird, none of the guys you were with are acting like they just got laid. Camilla smirks as you get close to the exit. @@.camilla;"Want a drink?"@@ You stop in your tracks. Mostly because you don't think Camilla has ever offered you anything before. @@.yellow;"Really?"@@ @@.camilla;"Sit."@@ She points at one of the barstools. <<if $flag.herbalism and $flag.calvinism and $flag.workstupidity>>[[Do it.|W8R][$control.location to "Roofie party"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>[[Do it.|W8R][$control.location to "Roofie party"]] [[No way in hell you're trusting her. She'll probably pimp you out again. Or spike your drink. Or some other crazy evil bitch thing.|W8R][$control.location to "Pushover 11"]]<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>>It means nobody is there to see you when you slip into the hallway and then head for the side exit. You know better than to enter through the clubhouse. If you do Camilla will see you and likely make another demand of you. Or she'll just go full evil and pimp you out again. Better to leave now. If it causes problems for you later you'll feign innocence and claim that you naively thought you were all done. "I totally thought it was okay to leave! Gosh, sorry Camilla." You'll have to work on that one. The only bad part about biking away from the clubhouse is how sore your ass feels against the seat. [[It's a long ride.|W8R][$control.location to "Pushover 12"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Pushover 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Pushover 11">>@@.yellow;"No thanks."@@ Camilla laughs. @@.camilla;"Fine by me. But watch it, bitch. You look at me like that again and it'll be the last fucking thing you do."@@ You leave without another word. Fuck Camilla. You never even saw Janet there. You've got a sinking feeling that this wasn't an "official" thing you just did. Like it won't help you get any closer to being free of the Sails. Like it didn't count. Like I got three guys off for nothing. Fuck Camilla. Fuck her! She snapped her fingers and you jumped and you shouldn't have. Damn it! …why? Why did you do that? You used to be smart. Right? Weren't you? So why are you making decisions that turn out to be so foolish? It's almost as if some small part of you is doing it on purpose, but that's crazy. You don't like any of this. Of course not. Obviously not. Definitely not. It's no easy task to bike home. Your ass hurts and your head feels thick. Your feet are tired from the long day at work. Why does everything suck so much? Why can't you have it easy? You just want to [[be home.|W8R][$control.location to "Pushover 12"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Pushover 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Pushover 12">><<WearPajama>><<AddFem 1>>The first stop is the bathroom. You peel off your clothes and let the hot water cleanse you. It doesn't do anything beyond the surface. But at least your skin is clean when you finally turn the water off. A few minutes later you curl up in bed. With your pajamas on and your laptop in front of you there's nothing to indicate you aren't a normal young woman. Too bad that doesn't extend past the surface. How long will it take this time before you can bounce back and convince yourself this wasn't another erosion of your dignity? How much will this change you? A little? More than a little? You don't have the heart to put anything on. You end up turning off your lights early, pulling the covers over you like some sort of shield. Let sleep take me quickly. Let my dreams chase everything away. Let me think of anything else. [[Sleep does come|W8F]], quicker than you could have hoped. And it brings dreams with it. But they chase anything anyway. The only replay, over and over again. Everything you did. Every expression you made. Every movement of your body. None of what you thought or felt. Only how you looked. Everything on the surface. You looked like you liked it.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Roofie party ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Roofie party"><<AddBreath_Strong "alcohol">>Conveniently, there's an open stool and it also happens to be the one closest to the exit. You suppose that if Camilla does anything too bad you can make a run for it. She ignores you for a good sixty seconds. Right as you're about to talk she sets an empty glass in front of you. The scrawny windtrap pours a clear liquid in to the halfway mark. @@.camilla;"Drink. It's on the house."@@ Before you've finish raising it to your mouth the smell is assaulting your nose. You swear the aroma alone is burning your nostrils. Under Camilla's careful scrutiny there's no way for you to pussy out now. It's somewhat harsh, but not as much as you were expecting. Smoother than you'd have thought given its scent. @@.yellow;"Thanks."@@ Camilla takes the glass away and goes back to ignoring you. After another minute you realize that was it. Huh. I was expecting more. You almost say goodbye to her, but you worry that will piss her off in a weird way. Plus, she just whored you out to criminals so she doesn't really deserve a farewell. You didn't leave your bike that far away but the walk to it feels longer than it should. Riding it is also a problem. You can barely pedal without feeling like you might vomit. And why are the lines in the pavement moving? @@.yellow;"I don't feel so good,"@@ you mumble aloud. Not seeing any other choice, you groaningly [[walk your bicycle in the direction of your cottage.|W8R][$control.location to "Roofie party 2"]]><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Roofie party 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Roofie party 2">>It's past dark when you get home. You feel partially sick, partially dehydrated, and completely exhausted. Yesterday's headache is back with full force. @@.yellow;"Ah fuck,"@@ you moan. First stop, kitchen. Chug some water. Okay. Good. Don't throw up. Don't throw up. Don't throw up. <<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $flag.herbalism>><<WearPajama>>Next, get weed left from Calvin. Light it. Outside. Smoke. Cough. Don't throw up! Wait. Wait. Okay. Better. All right. There you go. Next, the bathroom. Strip. Shower. Feels good. Bed. It's okay. It's okay. Tell yourself you were dreaming early. Tell yourself reality isn't real. It's okay. [[It's all okay.|W8F]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<WearOutfit "morning">><<AddBreath_Strong "stomach juices">>To the bathroom. Strip. Shower. Oh no. You make it to the toilet, but only barely. Puking makes your headache worse. The taste of sour cum pervades your mouth. Every time you try to get up another bout of nausea assaults you. It takes everything you have just to get the shower up. The last thing you remember is pulling your towel onto you like it's a blanket, your arms wrapped around the toilet. [[Drunk sleep.|W8F]]<</if>> <<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Pushunder ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Pushunder">>You're sick of Camilla. Sick of her shitty attitude and how bitchy she is toward you. Sick of her showing up whenever she pleases with insane demands. Sick of how nasty and negative she is all the time. Fuck her. Fuck her so hard. But it's one thing to think these things. It's another to say them. You've never been good at standing up to anyone. Not to your old bullies. Not to your parents. What if Camilla gets angry with you? What if standing up to her makes things worse? It's not fair! She's not the boss of me. My deal isn't even with her, it's with Janet and – . Your mind races. Maybe that's the answer. Find the one person that Camilla is scared of and let that person do the dirty work. @@.yellow;"Unless I hear it from Janet I'm not doing shit,"@@ you tell the windtrap behind the bar. @@.yellow;"Call her right now so we can settle this. Once I hear her say that this is part of the deal then I'll do it."@@ You really, really hope that you're right about this. If Janet told Camilla to make you participate in a gangbang then you're fucked. Figuratively and literally. But if this is Camilla going rogue and acting like a bitchy bitch then maybe you'll get out of this without fucking anyone. The dark look Camilla shoots at you is so hateful you theorize it could burn a hole in the ozone should it be aimed at the sky. You'll never know what Camilla was going to reply back with because just then a new voice interrupts your conversation. @@.green;"Yo, where the fuck are our drinks? Hurry your slow ass up, tramp!"@@ [[Seize your chance.|W8R][$control.location to "Pushunder 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Pushunder 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Pushunder 2">><<AddFem 1>>@@.yellow;"Looks like you're busy,"@@ you shrug as you back away toward the exit. @@.yellow;"Call me when you hear from Janet!"@@ You quickly turn on your heels and make for the door. Camilla's angry snarl follows you. @@.camilla;"You're going to regret this."@@ And then you're back in the daylight. You breathe a sigh of relief. I can't believe I actually got out of that. For a second there I really thought I was going to have be in a gangbang. Gross. Camilla's words float around in your head, but it's pretty easy to banish them. How on earth could you ever regret not letting her pimp you out? If she wants to manipulate people into surprise sex then she deserves every bad thing coming her way. Fuck her. She's the one who's going to regret everything in the end. You get on your bike and pedal home. Sure, your legs are sore from all the extra biking you've done today, and yes you are still dressed like a slut so you get quite a few dirty looks. But despite all of that you're in high spirits. You won! For once, you actually fucking won. Is this what it's like when you stand up for yourself? If so then you definitely need to do it more often. When [[you get home|W8R][$control.location to "Pushunder 3"]] you first go to the eWardrobe. It's early enough that they're still daylight out, but despite you want to get out of these whore clothes and into your pajamas.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Pushunder 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Pushunder 3">><<WearPajama>>Today was a good day. When you woke up your headache was gone. You stood up to Camilla. You wormed your way out of having to fuck random dudes. And tomorrow's Friday, which means the weekend is almost here. Really, the only downside was having Justine get upset with you. But you'll fix that. Maybe you can tell her that Camilla is kind of a "frenemy" or something. Justine knows you dislike Lyle and the Sails, after all. It shouldn't be too tough to make something up about Camilla being a nasty bitch. You put together something for dinner and then retreat to your bedroom. There's something nice about watching a movie in bed. No parents to insist you go to sleep, no one monitoring your hours. Granted, your parents weren't that involved these last few years. Most of their stipulations involved you staying out of the way. When you were young they were constantly looking for ways to set you up to do things they could brag about. But as time went on they were never satisfied with anything you did, and the opportunities to brag about you instead morphed into "Don't do anything we're going to be ashamed of." For the most part that wasn't too hard, but there was the occasional row over you watching anime or reading a book with a seductive female character on the cover. One more month. That's it. One more month of this charade and then you're off to school. Your real life is about to begin! You're so close. You'll study anything you want and you'll find people with similar interests. You'll graduate and get a job. You'll be able to support yourself on your own, which means your parents won't be able to dictate how you live your life. You're so close. At some point while daydreaming about the future [[you fall asleep|W8F]], a smile on your face. Today was a good day.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party start ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party start">><<AddFem 1>>You step out of the eWardrobe and go look in the mirror. While it's technically your face looking back, you don't really recognize it. Two months ago you were a boy. A young man! Not a girl in a dress. Not a young woman on her way to a fancy date. The worst part is that you don't look bad. If you were Kurt and your date looked like this you'd be happy. When did I become the kind of girl I want to date? The sound of tires crunching on dirt reaches your ears. With a deep breath you step away from the mirror and head to your front door. You step outside and watch a sleek black car pull up the rest of the way to the cottage. It parks and the driver rolls down her window. She's an older woman with graying hair and deep frown lines. You can't see everything she's wearing, but you see a light black vest on top of a darker black shirt. She offers you a curt nod through the window and then gestures toward the back seat. She makes no effort to get out of the vehicle and open your door for you. You sigh again but don't bother fighting it. You open the rear door and slide in. Why is everyone involved with the Baker family so <<if $femgate gte 86>>impolite<<elseif $femgate gte 79>>rude<<else>>dickish<</if>> to you? If you were any other girl you bet the driver would have gotten out for you! [[The car pulls out of your driveway.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party start 2"]] After a few minutes you judge that it's roughly taking you in the direction of Kurt's home.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party start 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party start 2">>Kurt's house. Is that where the party is? It's certainly big enough for something like that. Wait, exactly how big is this thing going to be? you fret. Is this a small dinner party? You've been to those before. Plenty of times, in fact. Your parents dragged you to dozens when you were younger. Although as the years went by your parents stopped insisting that you be present. In fact, eventually they even encouraged you to skip social gathers like that altogether. You remember how relieved you were to hear that you could stay in your room instead of having to come down and spend time with company. Will tonight's thing be like that? What if isn't small? What if this a huge get-together? How will you need to behave? Will there be dancing? Oh no. How does one dance as a girl? Forget that, how does one dance at all? The only dancing you know how to do is the kind where you awkwardly shuffle your feet and try to pretend you don't have arms. Is that even really dancing? You did it once in front of the mirror and it looked like you were a lazy person having a seizure. Calm down, you tell yourself. I know how to behave at a dinner party. It'll be fine. Right. You went to dinner parties and it was fine.Wait, I was a boy at those ones! Shit. Do boys behave differently than girls? You wrack your brain, trying to think. Women and men use the same amount of spoons, right? You can't remember. Maybe the etiquette rules are indeed different. You bet there's definitely a difference. But what? It's probably something bizarre and nobody remembers why it's done, just that it's done. Like using your non-dominant hand for a fork or something. [[…This is shaping up to be a disaster.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party start 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party start 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party start 3">>Despite your misgivings the car continues its implacable journey to Kurt's house. Assuming that's the destination, of course. Is that for sure where the party is? At least it's not a completely new place. Granted, it's been a while since you were last there, and it was only the one time. In hindsight it was quite the experience. Kurt's idea of a date was to invite you to his home for games and cheap food. I wonder if Lisa helped engineer that date. Now that you think about it, games and cheap food aren't exactly romantic or suitable for a date. Sure, you enjoyed yourself, but the typical girl wouldn't have. If Lisa was involved then she probably thought you'd be repulsed by the immaturity of it. She must have expected you to storm off in anger. Hah! You can't imagine how livid she must have been when you actually embraced the food and the choice of activity. It definitely backfired on her! To be fair, it also backfired on you. Had you been repulsed and rejected Kurt you wouldn't be in this mess now. But because you had a good time you kept hanging out with Kurt. And then bam! Here you are now. On your way to a classy shindig. And you couldn't dread it more. As if destiny is toying with you the car turns around a bend and the Baker mansion comes into sight. It looms over the trees like a monument to humanity's ambition, defying nature to proudly stand strong. <<if $femgate gte 89>>At least the house is amazing. If you're going to be forced to spend time here then you're glad it's modern and furnished. Your cottage is cozy and all, but most days you'd kill for a chef and a maid.<<elseif $femgate gte 80>>It is awe inspiring, if it a big gaudy. Did they have to build so high? Did they have to make it so big? What was wrong with staying below tree level?<<else>>You bet the sight would be prettier if the entire house were gone, if people had never settled here. If the touch of mankind was erased from the world.<</if>> [[The car stops at the mansion's front gate.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party start 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party start 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party start 4">>Your driver rolls down her window to wave at a security camera. A split second later the gate ponderously opens. Someone must have been watching and ready. The long, expansive driveway has several curves to it. As you crest around the first bend you're almost floored by the sheer amount of luxury vehicles in front of you. Expensive trucks, sleek sports cars, and lavish sedans all compete to be the gaudiest contraption there. To your surprise there are even several valets in identical red vests running around. Sweat beads on your temples. Your car's speed slows to down to a crawl. You sink down into your seat, wondering if the leather will help you out and swallow you whole. That's probably the only scenario you can see where you're going to get out of this. Between the valets and the sheer quantity of vehicles in front of you you're starting to think this is a large to-do. That's the exact opposite of what you wanted. What's Lisa's plan here? Why would she invite you to this? You furrow your brow, confused. I don't get it. Having so many high-class people see me with Kurt doesn't help anything. If my secret comes out somehow then that's just more people who would remember me with him. This is so weird. The fact that you don't understand the motive stresses you out more. You need to talk to Lisa as soon as possible. [[One of the valets approaches and opens your door for you.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party start 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party start 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party start 5">>The valet is more polite than the driver was. He escorts you to the mansion's entrance where both doors stand open. You imagine it would be an impressive sight to most people, but you merely roll your eyes. In your formative years you were dragged to embassies and five star restaurants. You've visited the home of a billionaire and you've flown on more private jets than commercial flights. The Baker mansion is definitely striking when compared to the rest of Hope's Point, but to you it's just another house. Albeit a busy one. Men in tuxedos and women in gowns are spread throughout the foyer. Between the amount of bodies in front of you and the number of cars parked outside you can already tell that this party will be a bigger affair than the one thrown at the restaurant all those weeks ago. Actually, I'm relieved the restaurant isn't catering this one. The only way this would be worse is if your coworkers had to see you here. You look around but your valet companion has evidently decided to desert you. Maybe I can slip out without anyone noticing. Tempting, but unwise. No point in pissing Lisa off before the night has even began. [[A familiar voice calls your name.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party start 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party start 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party start 6">>@@.kurt;"$name!"@@ You turn in time to see Kurt pushing his way through the throng of milling guests. His progress is hampered due to some of them wanting to talk to him. You suppose that's natural given he's the son of the hosts. @@.yellow;"Hey there."@@ Kurt finally gets to your side. You feel genuine relief to see him. As complicated as your feelings for Kurt are, you would definitely rather be with him tonight than going through this on your own. If he's next to you his mom will be on her best behavior. Right? @@.kurt;"I'm glad you're finally here! I know how excited you were to get dressed up."@@ What? You were excited to get dressed up? When did you say that? Ohhhh, I bet this is another thing where he was texting the fake me. So weird that Lisa basically sends romatic texts to her own son. Kurt might be kind of cool but the rest of his family his <<if $femgate gte 84>>loopy.<<elseif $femgate gte 80>>bonkers.<<else>>batshit crazy.<</if>> @@.yellow;"Um. Yeah."@@ @@.kurt;"Come on. My parents want to say hi to you, and then there's someone else I want you to meet."@@ His eyes twinkle like he's pleased with whatever his surprise is in store. [[Go see Kurt's parents.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party start 7"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party start 7 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party start 7">>You follow Kurt out of the foyer as he winds his way through room after room. Each doorway you pass through makes you feel successively worse than the previous one. How are so many people here? What the heck is going on with this dinner party? You'd wager every swanky resident of Hope's Point must be here. Even then there's too many people. Did the wealthiest citizens of Lakehill show up, too? @@.lisa;"Ah, Kurt. And Danielle. How good to see you again."@@ You hadn't spotted Lisa Baker right away, but once you see her you wonder how you ever could have missed her. She's wearing a glittering ocean blue gown that sweeps to her feet. The neckline plunges more than you would have thought appropriate, revealing an impressive amount of cleavage. Her long, slender neck is adorned with pearls. Matching earrings sit in the lobes of her ears. Her expression is pleasant, if aloof. Nobody looking at her would know how she's been tormenting you for weeks. @@.yellow;"It's $name,"@@ you remind her. Why does this old bat always have to call you Danielle? @@.kurt;"Mom, $name's here! Where's dad? I want him to say hi to $name."@@ @@.lisa;"Your father is busy. The city comptroller arrived fifteen minutes ago and he's being evasive about next year's budget. If those talks go well I'm sure dad will be able to come and greet Danielle."@@ @@.yellow;"$name,"@@ [[you mutter again.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party start 8"]] Seriously, does she just call you that to piss you off? <<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party start 8 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party start 8">>@@.lisa;"Oh dear,"@@ Lisa evidently decides to ignore your protests about her nomenclature by focusing on someone else. @@.lisa;"The truffles should be in the white room. Heaven help me, can't anyone follow simple instructions?"@@ She gives Kurt's shoulder an affectionate squeeze and then glides off. @@.kurt;"Man, I wanted you to talk with dad. C'mon, let me go introduce you to some people."@@ Kurt grabs your hand and pulls you along with him. As he takes you into the next room you feel almost overwhelmed by the how many people are here. This is way too much. <<if $femgate gte 82>>You find yourself clutching onto Kurt a little more tightly, like he's an anchor keeping you from being buffeted by the wind. [[Time to mingle with Kurt.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party start 9"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>>Why can't the two of you sneak off away from all of this? Too bad Kurt doesn't want to play video games or something. <<if $flag.gameplaydate>>An idea strikes you. Maybe this could work. You could try to casually hint to Kurt that you want to escape the mingling and go to his rooms to play video games. Granted, you might be risking wrath, but it could be worth it. What will you do? [[It's not manipulation if it's for video games.|W8R][$control.location to "Playdate"; $flag.partyplaydate to true]] [[Better not risk upsetting Lisa. Mingle.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party start 9"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>Wouldn't that be nice. Unfortunately that's just not in the cards for you. Instead, you get to [[mingle at a fancy dinner party.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party start 9"]] Yay.<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party start 9 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party start 9">>It's kind of stunning how maze-like the Baker abode is. Perhaps it would be less confusing under more normal circumstances. You have to imagine that the addition of so many guests and support staff only adds to the logistical chaos in front of you. At least, you hope that's the case. It'd be sad if the mansion is still difficult to navigate even when it isn't hosting a massive party. @@.yellow;"There are a lot of people here."@@ A group of women are currently blocking the path forward. One of them appears to be having shoe problems so her companions are helping her. The momentary delay gives you a chance to finally voice to Kurt what you've been thinking this whole time. @@.kurt;"I know, it's so cool. I loved growing up being able to meet so many different people. And since my dad is so important more people keep visiting us."@@ Kurt can't contain the pride he feels for his father. @@.kurt;"Mom says we're finally receiving our due."@@ All you manage back is a weak, @@.yellow;"Ah."@@ What else can you say? Kurt's dad hasn't even won yet but everyone is acting like the victory is in hand. You feel conflicted about it yourself. Sure, you don't know either mayoral candidate and you don't have a dog in the fight. But you do hate Lisa Baker, so part of you kind of hopes she doesn't get what she wants. On the other hand, Kurt isn't a bad dude. You don't want to root against his dad, either. @@.kurt;"There she is! C'mon, there's someone I want you to meet."@@ [[Kurt pulls you toward the end of the room.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party start 10"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party start 10 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party start 10">>@@.purple;"Kurt! Is this the infamous $name?"@@ The woman in front of you is surprisingly tall, with the kind of hourglass figure that you usually never see in real life but online artists portray as genuine anyway. She reminds you of an Amazon. A really pretty Amazon. Her thick, dark hair curls to her upper back, partially concealing the bare skin that her backless dress would otherwise reveal. Her dress itself is black, a somewhat modest garment that can't help but accentuate her natural curves. You'd guess she's somewhere in her mid-twenties. @@.kurt;"This is her. Billie, this is $name. $name, this is my cousin Billie."@@ You shake hands with her and exchange a quiet greeting. @@.purple;"It's so nice to have a face with the name! Kurt's told me a little bit about you but I'm not big on social media so I haven't had a chance to see you before today."@@ That's actually something of a relief. You don't think anyone in the world would get an accurate impression of you if all they saw was the fake profile Lisa ran in your name. @@.purple;"Kurt told me you're starting college in the fall. You must be so excited! I loved going away for college. Definitely some of the best years of my life. Do you know what you'll be studying?"@@ @@.yellow;"Um, I'm not really sure,"@@ you admit. @@.purple;"Gotcha."@@ Billie nods knowingly. @@.purple;"That's okay. I went in thinking I would for sure be the world's next best lawyer. I changed my major three times before settling on marine biology. Part of the college journey is testing things out, figuring out what you want to do."@@ @@.yellow;"Yeah."@@ This is so weird. She's being nice to you. You didn't know anyone in the Baker family was capable of, well, that. Sure, Kurt's cool. And his brother seems fine. But you assumed they were outliers. After all, Kurt's mother is bonkers and his dad is frenemies with Harry. But Billie is all right so far. But wait. What if this is all a ploy? What if Billie is an undercover agent or something? Like Lisa put her up to something. Maybe she's supposed to interrogate you and rat on you if you're not being girly enough. You could see Lisa doing something like that. [[You'll have to be careful around Kurt's cousin.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party start 11"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party start 11 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party start 11">>Kurt beams, looking back and forth between the two of you like this is the greatest day of his life. @@.purple;"What school are you going to?"@@ Billie continues. Probably so she can report on anything you say. Well, at least this question is easy to answer. @@.yellow;"I'm not sure yet,"@@ you tell her. @@.yellow;"I've been accepted to two different schools. I kind of have this bet going on with my parents. If they win I go to one school, if I win I go to the other."@@ @@.purple;"Wow, that's crazy. Didn't they require you to accept their offers? What happens if neither side wins the bet?"@@ Against your better judgment you find yourself being drawn into a long conversation with Billie. The worst part is that you actually like talking to her. She's nice and she pays attention to what you say. It's too bad it's all an act. She's Kurt's cousin, right? So Lisa must be her aunt. You know better than to trust any niece of Lisa's. @@.purple;"I think dinner is about to start. Kurt, I'm so glad you brought $name here. It's been fun to talk to you. Hey $name, can I offer you one piece of advice?"@@ [[What are you going to do, say no?|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party start 12"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party start 12 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party start 12">>Billie leans in closer, lowering her voice. @@.purple;"I stole a look at the dinner table and you're sitting next to Nana Baker. She's old. And intense. Try not to let her get under your skin."@@ The pretty giant winks at you. @@.kurt;"What? Nana is awesome. Mom says we have to be nice to her because she's old and knows where the bunnies are berries."@@ Kurt frowns at his cousin. @@.purple;"Kurt, she's a senile old hag who thinks suffrage never should have happened. And it's "where the bodies are buried," not "where the bunnies are berries." It means we have to be nice to her because she knows the family's dark secrets."@@ Kurt scoffs. @@.kurt;"What dark secrets do we have? We're the best family in town, Bill. Everybody loves us. That's what mom always says."@@ Billie gives you a knowing look. Despite your best efforts you find yourself echoing it. For an undercover spy working for Lisa Kurt's cousin is surprisingly outspoken about Baker shittiness. Maybe she isn't so bad after all. @@.green;"Excuse me,"@@ a waiter in a tux enters the room. He rings a bell in his hand twice. @@.green;"Dinner is about to be served."@@ @@.kurt;"Finally. I'm starving. Ready to eat, $name?"@@ [[Let's go eat.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party start 13"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party start 13 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party start 13">>The crowd follows the server out of the room. Advancement is hampered as you mix in with more groups coming from other areas of the house, but it only takes two extra minutes to get into the dining room. Two long tables with an even longer one in between them take up the bulk of the space in the room. It takes forever to get seated; guests have to wait for a server to speak to them. The server then checks a list and leads the guest to the appropriate table and seat. The richer people are the more they treat others like kids. Seriously, people can't even choose where they sit for dinner? Lisa is crazy. You've got to admit that the room is beautiful. Multiple chandeliers dangle from the ceiling, sending small glittering lights all along the walls that flash and dazzle in seemingly random ways. The tablecloths are so white and pristine that you wager they're brand new. The Bakers obviously busted out the nice cutlery and dishware for this shindig. Everything gleams and shines like it's been freshly polished. When the last person has been seated Lisa and Daniel Baker stand at the end of the longest table, solemnly watching the crowd. Then [[they speak.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party start 14"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party start 14 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party start 14">>@@.lisa;"We won't keep you from the delicious food we've prepared for tonight. We want to thank our friends and family for coming out to celebrate Daniel's coming victory. Hope's Point is on the eve of a truly great beginning!"@@ Lisa begins to clap, prompting everyone else in the room to do the same. Her husband humbly bows his head, as if he's too gracious to accept the thunderous support. Nonetheless, you think there's a small smile on his face. Lisa and Daniel move to take their seats at the head of the long table while waiters pour out of multiple points of entry, round silver platters weighing them down. It appears that it will be a few minutes before food reaches you. You and Kurt are seated about a dozen spots down the table. Poor Bobby is even further away. You'd think the Bakers would want their sons to be closer. Weird. Kurt is to your right. To your left is an old woman, though her eyes remind you a bit of Bobby's. She's wearing a floral print dress that it looks like it was made in a different century. Her white hair is poofed up with copious amounts of product, but even still it does nothing to hide how thin the hair is. You can easily see parts of her scalp. @@.yellow;"Nana Baker,"@@ you ask hesitantly. It's not like Kurt or anyone introduced you. The old woman gives you a baleful look. @@.finablue;"Speak up, girl. If you're going to bother talking than be loud enough to hear, otherwise keep your mouth shut. You look like a fish."@@ Stunned, you retreat into yourself. Did that old bitch just call you a fish? What the hell? [[You don't think you're going to like her very much.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party start 15"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party start 15 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party start 15">>The pleasant aroma of dinner hits you before the food actually makes it way to your plate. It's something of a relief, actually. You'd been concerned you wouldn't like what was being served. Despite your parents' lifestyle as you were growing up you never did develop that refined of a palette. Your parents were always big on cuisine, on sauces, on expensive ingredients and even more expensive chefs. You found yourself drawn to store-bought condiments and fast food. Kurt seems to agree. @@.kurt;"I'm starving,"@@ he quietly confides. He brightens and leans past to you to address his grandmother. @@.kurt;"Hi Nana! This is $name. $name, this is Nana. She was my favorite grandparent growing up."@@ @@.finalblue;"Kurt, dear, get your elbow off the table. What will the Robinsons think? And sit up straight. Don't slouch like a peasant."@@ Before Kurt can do as she directed the food reaches your part of the table. It smells even better up close. You impatiently sit while waiters swap your empty plates with full ones. I'll never understand the point of having an empty setting like that. At last the waiters are done. Almost eagerly you lift your fork and knife to dive in. @@.finalblue;"I had no idea Kurt was interested in young ladies like you,"@@ Nana Baker's words halt your fork in mid-air, a piece of some type of creamy lettuce suspended pitifully on its end. @@.yellow;"Huh?"@@ @@.finalblue;"Huh,"@@ she mimics you in a nasty tone. @@.finalblue;"Do not use slang in my presence. I'm not some drug dealer for you to impress. And do you really plan on eating all of that? @@<<if $flag.spinlessons>>@@.finalblue;Young women from good pedigrees know restraint."@@<<else>>@@.finalblue;I don't think you can afford the calories, dear."@@ She looks pointedly at your stomach.<</if>> Under Nana Baker's critical gaze [[you slowly lower your fork back down.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party start 16"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party start 16 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party start 16">>Nana Baker's critical gaze doesn't leave you for the remainder of the meal. Every thing you do draws further thinly veiled insults from her. Unless you cut your food into the tiniest possible bites and then eat only a small portion of what's in front of you. Then she is quiet, but still watching. Always watching. Why in the world is she Kurt's favorite grandparent? Even if the others are all dead you'd still prefer their company to hers. Heck, you might even prefer Lisa to Nana Baker. And that's saying something. The appetizers and main course are both finished. Out comes the dessert. With a sigh you already anticipate that you won't get much of it, if any. Not with Kurt's grandmother at your side. Did Lisa deliberately stick you in this spot so you'd be tortured for over an hour? @@.finalblue;"You're inadequate at conversation,"@@ Nana Baker tells you. @@.finalblue;"And with looks like yours you can't afford to lack in personality, dear. Tell me, what family are you from? I'm sure they must be someone I know. Else you wouldn't be here. We wouldn't allow just anyone to be here, after all."@@ Before you can reply Kurt nudges you with an elbow. @@.kurt;"What'd you think of dinner?"@@ Who will you answer first? [[Kurt.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party Kurt"]] [[Nana Baker.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party Nana"; $flag.familyconnections to true]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Playdate ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Playdate">>@@.yellow;"Aw,"@@ you say as casually as you can manage. @@.yellow;"This is so much fun, but I was hoping we would get some alone time tonight. I keep thinking about how much fun I had playing Call of Deity with you. Too bad we can't slip away for a quick match."@@ Hah! There's no such thing as a quick match! Once you play one you keep saying "one more" until the whole night ends. This is going to be perfect. Kurt makes like a bass at takes the bait. @@.kurt;"Yeah, I had a lot of fun with you, too. I didn't know girls could be so good at video games."@@ He hesitates. @@.kurt;"I was going to introduce you to some people, but would you want to go do one game real fast? And then we could come back to the party. I know you won't want to stay away too long."@@ Huh? Oh, right. The fake you said you were looking forward to this. @@.yellow;"Sure. Just one."@@ You can't help but grin as Kurt once again grabs your hand. Perfect. [[Go to Kurt's room.|W8R][$control.location to "Playdate 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Playdate 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Playdate 2">>Kurt leads you to the den or living room or whatever he called it. You almost want to say "play room" but that sounds a bit too juvenile. It looks the same as last time. Pool table, television, video games. Comfy couch. The kind of game area you wouldn't mind having. @@.kurt;"Here,"@@ Kurt hands you a controller. @@.kurt;"You can be my player two any time."@@ You manage not to roll your eyes. @@.yellow;"Thanks. My hero."@@ You meant it to come out drily, but at the last second you get distracted by the console turning on. Instead of coming out sarcastically you sound sincere. @@.kurt;"This time I'm not holding back. I don't care that you're a girl. You're going down, Jones."@@ The trash talk surprises you, but in a good way. You didn't know Kurt had it in him. @@.yellow;"Bring it on."@@ [[Let's do this.|W8R][$control.location to "Playdate 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Playdate 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Playdate 3">>@@.lisa;"What the hell are you two doing?"@@ You and Kurt share twin gasps. He guilty drops his controller to the floor, his face a knot of anxiety as he turns to face his mother. You're no stranger to an angry, disappointed parent. A quick glance at the time makes you wince. Your plan to avoid the party worked a little too well. The first match dragged on longer than usual and the two of you are into the mid-game part of match two. It was fun while it lasted; Kurt was in awe of how well you carried the team. @@.kurt;"Mom, I'm sorry! We were just playing a little and – "@@ @@.lisa;"Get downstairs now,"@@ Lisa hisses from the doorway. @@.lisa;"Do you have any idea how much you've embarrassed your father and I? What kind of message does it send that our eldest son isn't there to support us on election eve?"@@ Her eyes flick from Kurt to you. @@.lisa;"This better not be your fault,"@@ she snarls. @@.lisa;"Or you will regret it."@@ Baffled, Kurt looks from his mother to you and then back. @@.kurt;"It's not $name's fault. This was my idea. She didn't do anything wrong."@@ Despite his insistence it doesn't look like Lisa believes me. And so, just like two schoolchildren who were scolded for misbehaving, you and Kurt meekly follow Lisa [[back to the party.|W8R][$control.location to "Playdate 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Playdate 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Playdate 4">>Scratch that. The party is no more. Guests are no longer spread through a myriad of rooms. Instead every last person has been seated in a dining hall so extensive that it might as well be a subway tunnel. You imagine that this must be where fallen Vikings party until the end time while waiting for Ragnarok to come. Three extended tables take up the bulk of the space, the center lone even more elongated than the other two. Every seat is already filled. More than a few guests notice the three of you entering, but most are distracted by the stream of waiters carrying out plates of food. Lisa gives you and Kurt another furious look before she gestures toward the middle table. You spot two opens about a dozen spots down from the head of the table. Walking past Kurt, you sit down next to a disinterested older man. Out of the corner of your eye you spot him with his phone in one hand. Is he watching a baseball game? Good for him. If anything you're jealous that he has a reprieve from Lisa Baker's scowling face. [[Your food arrives.|W8R][$control.location to "Playdate 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Playdate 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Playdate 5">>It smells and tastes better than you'd hoped. Not as good as pizza delivery, of course. But what is? The only thing is that the meal is kind of boring. Kurt's attention is on the older woman to his left and the guy on your other side is still watching his baseball game. Every so often the older woman will lean past Kurt to give you an inscrutable look. That's the entire extent of your mid-meal socializing. Dessert is also good. Lisa Baker might be the craziest woman in Hope's Point but she knows how to feed people. Maybe if you compliment the meal to her she'll forget how angry she is at you for playing video games with her son. Somehow you doubt that will be the case. Your dessert plate is taken away and you wonder what's next. Surely [[dinner must now be over.|W8R][$control.location to "Playdate 6"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Playdate 6 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Playdate 6">>Lisa stands up while the last of the dirty dishes are being taken away. @@.lisa;"We graciously express thanks to each of you for coming tonight. Please stay as long as you wish."@@ The room bursts into applause while Lisa and her husband modestly smile around. It's a struggle for you to keep your eyes from rolling around in your head. @@.kurt;"Mom said to meet for tea after dinner."@@ Kurt stretches and stands up. @@.kurt;"I think she's pretty mad about earlier. We should go early so she knows we're sorry."@@ You sigh, but you know Kurt is right. Upsetting Lisa further doesn't seem like a wise course of action. Not when you're so close to getting your life back. You'll just have to grit your teeth and bear it a little longer. [[Time for tea.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party tea"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party Kurt ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party Kurt">>@@.yellow;"It was okay,"@@ you mumble back. You don't have the heart to tell Kurt that his demon of a relative ruined the meal for you. @@.finalblue;"You are an awfully rude young woman,"@@ Nana Baker angrily sniffs. @@.finalblue;"I've never seen such terrible manners."@@ @@.yellow;"Kurt was talking to me and – "@@ @@.finalblue;"Don't talk back, girl. Apologize! Nobody wants to hear your pitiful excuses."@@ End me, you silently implore the universe. Or her. One of us. End one of us. The universe decides to ignore your request. Fantastic. Per usual, Kurt is oblivious to what you're going through. @@.kurt;"They're bring out a creme brulee,"@@ he excitedly announces to your right. To your left another nasty comment floats by. @@.finalblue;"No, no, neither she nor I need a dessert. Take them both back! I assure you, the last thing she needs is a dessert."@@ Why is she so awful? Is she just a foul old woman? You wonder if teenage girls have to deal with this sort of nastiness on a regular basis. Do elderly women always feel entitled to comment on the waist size and figures of younger generation? It's hard to know how much of it is unique to Nana Baker and how much of it is something teenage girls usually experience. Either way, [[you can't wait for tonight to end.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party Nana ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party Nana">>@@.yellow;"Um. My last name is Jones?"@@ @@.finalblue;"Um,"@@ she snidely repeats, making you sound like a whiny child. @@.finalblue;"What a terribly common surname. Your family could be paupers! Who are your parents?"@@ @@.yellow;"My mom's name is Brittany, my dad's is – "@@ @@.finalblue;"Brittany Jones?"@@ The old woman frowns as you nod. @@.finalblue;"Not the same one with that company?"@@ You nod again. @@.finalblue;"Well. I'm somewhat impressed. You Jones have old money. That's good. I once encouraged Daniel to pursue your mother, in fact. Before she was a Jones, that is. I remember all the boys chased her. She was beautiful. You don't look much like her."@@ Ouch. Kind of. Yeah, mostly ouch. @@.finalblue;"I always liked her most of all."@@ Nana Baker's gaze shifts toward the head of the table, where her son and Lisa sit. @@.yellow;"More than Lisa?"@@ You're not usually so bold, but you'd rather Nana Baker's negativity be aimed at Lisa than yourself. She snorts. @@.finalblue;"Please. A conniving harpy, that one. At least Brittany was brilliant. That girl could convince a river to buy straws. Lisa, on the other hand, was more keen to have others do the heavy lifting for her."@@ It's surprising that Kurt's grandma knew your mother. How close were your families? And was your mom really that much of a catch? If your dad and Kurt's dad both chased after her then who else might have been interested? You're distracted from the line of thought by waiters bringing out desserts. @@.finalblue;"No, take ours back,"@@ Nana Baker speaks for you and her. @@.finalblue;"The entrée was filling enough for both of us."@@ Well, it sucks that she's denying you dessert, but at least she didn't insult you in the process. Still, [[you really hope tonight is almost over.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party">><<AddFem 2>>Lisa stands up while the last of the dirty dishes are being taken away. @@.lisa;"We graciously express thanks to each of you for coming tonight. Please stay as long as you wish."@@ The room bursts into applause while Lisa and her husband modestly smile around. It's a struggle for you to keep your eyes from rolling around in your head. @@.kurt;"Mom said to meet for tea after dinner."@@ Kurt stretches and stands up. @@.kurt;"I always hated nights like this. It's so boring. Mom and dad only want me here so they can brag to their friends."@@ You blink in surprise. Wait, is Kurt actually speaking out against his mother? And more than that, is he saying something you wholeheartedly agree with? I wasn't expecting that. Huh. @@.yellow;"I know what you mean, @@<<if $fem gte 80>>@@.yellow;Kurt@@<<else>>@@.yellow;dude.@@<</if>>@@.yellow;. It's like, their friends brag about their own kids so they have to do the same. And secretly nobody is happy. It's so dumb."@@ @@.kurt;"Yes! Ah, thank you. Other than Billie I didn't think anyone else saw that. Bobby never really cared one way or another. See, I knew right away that you were the girl for me."@@ He gives you a cheery smile and then looks around. @@.kurt;"I wonder where Billie is. I hardly ever see her and she's already disappeared."@@ He frowns. The two of you need to head over for tea, but to be honest you'd rather lick paint off a wall. You could [[suggest to Kurt that you look for Billie|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party cousin hunt"]] so you get out of going to tea, but that'd likely upset Lisa. And upsetting Lisa this close to getting your life back is not something you want to do. So maybe you should [[stay quiet and go to tea with Kurt|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party tea"]] instead.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party cousin hunt ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party cousin hunt">>Kurt seems doubtful. @@.kurt;"Maybe,"@@ he looks around anxiously like he's worried Lisa might be standing nearby. @@.kurt;"I guess we can say hi for a minute. But we shouldn't stay too long."@@ The cloud passes and his expression brightens. @@.kurt;"You must have really liked Billie, huh? I knew you'd hit it off!"@@ @@.yellow;"Uh huh. That's what happened."@@ Sure Kurt. It has nothing to do with me wanting to avoid that sociopath you call a mom. The next few minutes are spent with you following Kurt around. @@.kurt;"She definitely hates tea, so I know she won't be there."@@ Every room he checks for his cousin is either empty or only contains help staff cleaning up. You're starting to think Kurt might give up when he halts in place and snaps his fingers. @@.kurt;"I know where she is."@@ Kurt sets off again, this time taking you up a staircase, onto a balcony, and then up a ladder. Your clothes don't make vertical movement easy, but you manage. You and Kurt emerge onto a small roof. A lone figure is standing there. She turns around, a cigarette in one hand. @@.purple;"Kurt?"@@ She goes to hide her hand behind her back. @@.kurt;"Bill, we were looking for you!"@@ [[Say hi to Billie.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party cousin hunt 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party cousin hunt 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party cousin hunt 2">>@@.kurt;"Are you smoking?"@@ Billie ignores the question for a second, instead choosing to give you a small wave. @@.purple;"Hey, $name. Good to see you again. How was dinner?"@@ You shrug. @@.yellow;"It was… all right."@@ @@.purple;"I told you, Nana can be tough to deal with."@@ She laughs and you feel compelled to join her. Kurt is still frowning at his cousin. Billie sighs and takes her hand out from behind her back, revealing the cigarette. @@.purple;"Yes, I'm smoking. Are you going to tell your mom? Because she'll only care about the smell and she'll make it all about her. Can you at least wait until I'm out of town so I don't have to deal with her melodrama?"@@ Kurt looks at you, as if wanting to see if you're as outraged as he is. You shrug. @@.yellow;"Is it that big a deal?"@@ It's a gross habit, but it hardly seems like it's something worth making a fuss about. @@.kurt;"I guess not,"@@ he answers doubtfully. Billie grins. @@.purple;"Aww, my little cousin is growing up! You used to rat on me all the time. This girl must be a good influence on you."@@ She bends down and lifts a bottle of wine from off the floor. @@.purple;"Anyone want a sip?"@@ [[Kurt reaches his hand out.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party cousin hunt 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party cousin hunt 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party cousin hunt 3">>He doesn't even seem aware of his own hypocrisy. @@.yellow;"Wine is okay, but smoking isn't?"@@ Billie gives you an amused look, like she's had this exact same talk before. @@.kurt;"Huh? Yeah. That's what mom says. She drinks wine all the time. Like she says, cigarettes have warnings on them and alcohol doesn't."@@ He takes a big swallow from the bottle and then hands it back to Billie as if that settled the argument. Oh, Kurt. Sometimes he feels like the best friend you never had. And sometimes his head is far up Lisa's butt that you feel badly for him. Billie holds the bottle out for you. With a shrug you take it. The wine is sweet, but strong. Half a mouthful feels like too much. You're only too happy to hand it back. @@.purple;"So what made you guys decide to ditch tea? You know your mom will be mad when she finds out you were up here."@@ @@.kurt;"Shit,"@@ Kurt panics. @@.kurt;"Aw, crap. Look at the time! Mom is going to kill me."@@ He hastily rises, gesturing for you to [[follow him.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party cousin hunt 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party cousin hunt 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party cousin hunt 4">>@@.purple;"Bye, $name,"@@ Billie calls out as you descend the ladder. You give her a small wave and then focus on making it down the handful of rungs. As far as Kurt's relatives go you think you liked her the most. She clearly doesn't take after Nana or Lisa. Kurt impatiently waits for you at the bottom. He leads you back through the maze of corridors that he calls a house. After who knows how many turns he stops dead in his tracks, a whimper on his face. Lisa is standing her, fists on her hips, wrath on her face. @@.lisa;"Where have you two been? Do you have any idea how embarrassed you made me? Where – "@@ She pauses and sniffs the air. @@.lisa;"Were you smoking?"@@ @@.kurt;"Mom, it's not what you think,"@@ Kurt stammers. Lisa ignores him, turning her gaze on you. @@.lisa;"You. This is all your fault, isn't it? You're trying to get back at me by making me look like a fool on the biggest night of this family's history! You will pay for this."@@ Kurt looks back and forth between you and Lisa, confused. @@.kurt;"Huh? That's not what happened. Why would $name want to get back at you? It was my idea to go see Bill–"@@ He claps a hand over his mouth, too late. @@.lisa;"You were with Billie? I knew that little bitch was smoking in my house. That's it. Go to your room, Kurt. Now. And you, get out of here. I'll deal with you later."@@ Lisa gestures toward [[the front door.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party cousin hunt 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party cousin hunt 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party cousin hunt 5">><<WearPajama>>You feel badly for Kurt but you know an out when you see one. Lisa's threat doesn't sit well with you, but maybe some time to cool off will make her more reasonable. Who am I kidding? She's crazy. Still, you know better than to stick around with crazy. The bulk of the cars are gone from out front, but a few still remain. They're all black, with uniformed drivers either waiting at the wheel or lingering next to the hood. You spot the car that you rode here in. @@.yellow;"Can you take me home,"@@ you ask when you get close enough. She nods and you get into the backseat, relieved that tonight is over. Sure, Lisa is out for blood, but that's a problem for tomorrow. All you want to do is go home, get into your pajamas, and climb into bed. And [[that's exactly what you do.|W8F]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party tea ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party tea">>Neither you nor Kurt are particularly keen for tea, but after a moment you steel yourselves and set off. A good amount of guests are heading toward the front door, likely filing out to their cars and heading home. It's hard not to be envious of them. Why can't you get away from here, too? Instead you're going to be drinking tea with the Bakers. You don't even like tea. Maybe you'll get lucky and they'll have soda. Kurt knows where to go. It doesn't take long before he ushers you into a cozy sitting room. Cozy, yes. But still large. There's a fireplace with a number of couches, chairs, and loveseats facing it. Mercifully the fireplace isn't going. That wouldn't be appropriate given the summer climate. Other than some help staff setting glasses down, you and Kurt are alone. @@.kurt;"Where do you want to sit?"@@ @@.yellow;"It doesn't matter,"@@ you shrug. [[He picks a spot.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party tea 2"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party tea 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party tea 2">>It's not long before <<if $flag.familyconnections>>Nana Baker<<else>>the old woman who sat next to Kurt at dinner<</if>> shakily steps into the room. She's clutching a poor waiter so tightly that you think he might lose his hand from lack of blood flow. She gives you and Kurt a baleful look. @@.finalblue;"Kurt, where are your manners? You should have offered to walk with me! What on earth is your mother teaching you boys? If I'd known she'd raise you so poorly I'd have booted her out of my house the first instance I laid eyes on her."@@ Kurt is instantly on his feet. @@.kurt;"I'm sorry Nana,"@@ he says so quickly that it sounds like a recording. @@.kurt;"Please come sit by me and $name."@@ @@.finalblue;"$name and I,"@@ she corrects with a sniff. @@.finalblue;"Don't speak like a commoner, dear. You're better than that."@@ Despite her words you notice that when she looks at Kurt there's genuine affection in the gaze. With Kurt's help Nana Baker is able to make it across the room. She settles in next to you. <<if $flag.partyplaydate>>@@.finalblue;"Danielle,"@@ she offers you a light nod.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $flag.familyconnections>>@@.finalblue;"Good to see you again, Danielle."@@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.finalblue;"Danielle,"@@ she nods curtly your way.<</if>> @@.yellow;"It's $name,"@@ you hesitantly correct. Did freaking Lisa tell her it was Danielle? She would do that. Gah, you hate her even more? @@.finalblue;"$name is short for Danielle."@@ She admonishes you. @@.finalblue;"I won't abide slang."@@ [[Wonderful.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party tea 3"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party tea 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party tea 3">>So much for an intimate post-dinner tea party. By the time the tea is served the room itself is packed full. Kurt quietly whispers that most of these people aren't family, but donated a lot of money to the campaign. The tea itself doesn't even taste good. It's bitter and when you try to put some sugar in it to sweeten it up you get stopped. Nana Baker physically takes the sugar from you and cautions you about "unnecessary calories." You're tempted to tell her that you have the metabolism of a teenage boy, but you don't think she'd receive it the way you'd want her to. Speaking of, Nana Baker is <<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $flag.familyconnections>>surprisingly nice to you. Weird. @@.finalblue;"Now, now, don't slouch. Proper ladies sit up straight, Danielle. @@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $femgate gte 88>><<AddFem 3>>@@.finalblue;You're surprisingly lovely in the right light, dear. And your posture is so lady-like! No wonder my Kurt is so smitten with you. I bet you two will be married before too long. That will be perfect! Kurt can finish college and you can stay home with the babes!"@@ From the other side of the room Lisa Baker glares daggers at you. You try to silently will her to understand that this is all Nana Baker and nothing to do with you. Judging by how the glare doesn't diminish one iota you'd wager you're unsuccessful. @@.finalblue;"A pretty girl like you with such a fine pedigree. It'll be a treat to have a second chance at intermingling the Baker and Jones genes. We missed out on that all those years ago. It's like a favor from Heaven!"@@ Intermingle your genes? Staying home with babies? Nope, no way. Not a chance. You can't even physically do that! [[When is this over?|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party tea 4"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $femgate gte 80>><<AddFem 2>>@@.finalblue;Both hands in your lap. Well done. Lower your head, look up through your lashes. Practice this look, dear, and I'm confident you'll be married to Kurt in no time. I'd love to meet my great grandbabies before I die."@@ From across the room Lisa Baker suddenly chokes on some tea. There's no way she heard that, did she? Everyone is talking right now and it's like Nana Baker has a powerfully loud voice. @@.finalblue;"A good girl like you is just perfect for my Kurt. You two will be married in no time. Oh! Maybe I'll get to see your mother again. It would be lovely to catch up with Brittany Jones."@@ Nope. No way is that happening. Not a chance your mother will ever be attending a wedding with you as the bride. And no way would that even happen! [[Is this over yet?|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party tea 4"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 3>>@@.finalblue;You've got a wonderful disposition, dear. So many girls these days are loud and flashy. You remind me of the good old days. Girls knew to sit and look pretty until it was time to support their husband."@@ A few times you catch Lisa Baker frowning your way during all of this. @@.finalblue;"I always said Kurt needed a proper young lady. Someone meek and supportive."@@ She fondly strokes your hair. The only thing worse than being touched by a stranger? Being touched by an old stranger. Her fingertips feel like sandpaper rubbing against the skin of your neck. [[Is tonight over yet?|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party tea 4"]]<</if>><<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>>constantly criticizing you. @@.finalblue;"Stop slouching! And don't sigh. Were you raised in a barn? Young ladies don't sit like that!"@@ At one point she angrily slaps the back of your hand. @@.finalblue;"You're slurping. Where did you learn manners? Your generation is appalling. Kurt, where did you find this woman? At a mall?"@@ Kurt, who missed most of her comment, only hears the end. @@.kurt;"We met at a restaurant, Nana. She was my waitress and she was the beautiful girl I'd ever seen."@@ He gives you a shy smile before his attention is immediately wrested away again. @@.finalblue;"A restaurant? You're part of the working class? I never. Who on earth let my grandson court someone like you? You better not be after our money, you trollop! I'll make sure you don't see a penny."@@ @@.yellow;"I'm not a gold-digger,"@@ you protest. How is Lisa's mother-in-law even worse than she is? @@.finalblue;"Who said anything about gold? Are you plotting to steal my jewelry? I knew from the moment I laid eyes on you that you were shifty. Don't think you can fool me, you, you, you slut! @@<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<if $femgate gte 88>>@@.finalblue;You come in here like a flapper and think you can seduce my grandson right in front of me? Not a chance, missy. I've seen plenty of girls like you. Your looks will fade and then you'll be lucky to get a man to bed you!"@@ What? What are you flapping? And you're not bedding anyone! You just want your life back. Why is she so mean to you? You didn't do anything wrong. You just tried to look like a good girl so Lisa wouldn't get mad. [[This is terrible.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party tea 4"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $femgate gte 80>><<AddFem 1>>@@.finalblue;You may have pulled the wool over my grandson's eyes but I'm not fooled. If you're a lovely young woman than I'm a picture star.@@ The only thing that stops you from snapping back is the look Lisa's giving you. Maybe all this abuse is part of her plan, part of how she pays you back for tricking Kurt in the beginning. And you're just supposed to [[grit your teeth and bear it.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party tea 4"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>><<AddFem 3>>@@.finalblue;You might have my grandson fooled, but I see your past innocent little guise. You're no more a sweet doll than I am a bird."@@ What? Who said you're a sweet doll? What is this crazy lady talking about? [[Tonight can't end fast enough.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party tea 4"]]<</if>><</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party tea 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party tea 4">>The rest of tea passes with more comments from Nana Baker. Kurt continues to be distracted by the person on the other side of him. Lisa keeps giving you dirty looks. Great. Freaking great. After an eternity – or is it an hour – passes the tea appears to be wrapping up. Guests begin to leave, all of them taking the time to offer words of support or early congratulations for Kurt's father. You keep hoping this means you're close to leaving, but nobody pays any mind to you bringing that up. @@.yellow;"I should get home soon."@@ Nothing. @@.yellow;"This was fun, but I have an early day tomorrow so…"@@ Nobody even looks at you. @@.yellow;"Boy, it's sure getting late."@@ Zero response. You try Kurt next. @@.yellow;"Do you mind driving me home?"@@ <<if $flag.partyplaydate>>Lisa must have the hearing of a freaking bat because she answers from across the room. @@.lisa;"I think the two of you had plenty of alone time already tonight. We'll have someone drive you home, Danielle."@@ Kurt looks disappointed, but doesn't protest. [[Great.|W8R][$control.location to "Genitalblock"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.kurt;"Of course not!"@@ He smiles then turns back around. You sigh and try again. @@.yellow;"I meant now."@@ @@.kurt;"Oh. Sure, give me a minute."@@ Two minutes later you tap him again. @@.kurt;"Just one minute, $name."@@ [[Sometimes you feel the most alone when you're surrounded by other people.|W8R][$control.location to "Posh party tea 5"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Posh party tea 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Posh party tea 5">>Guests trickle out of the room, saying goodbye to the Bakers like they're bowing to royalty. You half expect Lisa to demand they kneel, too. At one point she looks like she's considering it. Finally, Kurt turns your way. @@.kurt;"Ready to go?"@@ @@.yellow;"I was born ready."@@ You can't hide your eagerness. This dinner sucked. <<if $flag.familyconnections>><<AddFem 1>>Weirdly, Nana Baker insists on walking you to the front door. She sets a glacier's pace, clutching at your arm and breathing directly into your face every time she speaks. You think you preferred it when she was rude to you. @@.finalblue;"Do come back again, Danielle. Invite your mother! I'd love to throw a party for you and Kurt. An engagement party, a bridal shower, but don't rush on giving me great grandbabies. We have to follow the steps in the right order, dear."@@ Kill me. <<if $femgate gte 88>>@@.finalblue;"I can see why you caught my Kurt's eye. You're so pretty! Do come back soon. I think you'd be a wonderful addition to your little family."@@ She pinches your cheek.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $femgate gte 80>>@@.finalblue;"You take care of my Kurt. We both know that boy needs a steady hand. Come back soon, dear."@@ She pats your cheek.<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>@@.finalblue;"I do see why my Kurt adores you so. You're a lovely doll! Come back soon."@@ She fake kisses you on the cheek.<</if>> Kurt is a few paces behind you and Nana, while Lisa is even further behind him. Boy, she looks pissed. But she doesn't dare to say anything in front of her mother-in-law. Miraculously, [[you and Kurt escape.|W8R][$control.location to "Kurt"]]<<silently>> #################################################################################################### <</silently>><<else>>You're only too happy to flee the room. Let Lisa and Nana Baker sit there and exchange dirty looks. Maybe they'll get locked into an unending staring contest. The world would probably be a better place if both women stayed in that tearoom forever. You follow Kurt's lead to the mansion's entrance. @@.kurt;"Tonight was a blast, but I'm happy we're finally getting a minute alone together."@@ [[Into Kurt's car.|W8R][$control.location to "Kurt"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Genitalblock ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Genitalblock">><<AddFem 2>>Finally, Lisa nods your way. @@.lisa;"Go on out front, Danielle. Someone will drive you home."@@ You rise to do as she bid but find yourself stopped by a surprisingly firm grip on your wrist. Nana Baker frowns at you. @@.finalblue;"The manners on you. Didn't anyone teach you to say goodbye to a host? I never."@@ Somehow Lisa looks infinitely pleased to see you getting rebuked by her mother-in-law. Through gritted teeth you do as you were asked. @@.yellow;"Thank you so much for the lovely evening. I had a grand time. I hope to come visit again soon."@@ @@.finalblue;"Better,"@@ Nana Baker nods. @@.finalblue;"Now curtsy."@@ Oh for the love of – okay, fine. You fumble through a small dip. Lisa looks like a cat who just swallowed a dish of cream. With no more demands coming your way, [[you head toward the front of the mansion.|W8R][$control.location to "Genitalblock"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Genitalblock 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Genitalblock 2">><<WearPajama>>You get lost, but a passing server helps you navigate the maze of rooms until you get back to the mansion's front doors. The same driver from earlier is waiting in a car outside. She gives you a brief nod as you get into the back seat. The drive home is infinitely more relaxing than the drive over was. Sure, you had to deal with a crotchety old woman. But other than that tonight wasn't that bad. You played some Call of Deity, ate decent food, and nothing too terrible happened. You'd call that a win! You didn't even end up doing anything physical with Kurt.<<if $femgate gte 87>><<AddFem 1>> Not that he's so terrible. Of course not. He isn't. And not that being physical is a bad thing. It isn't. Right. But you avoided it. And that's a good thing. Isn't it?<</if>> When you get to the cottage you're only too eager to swap your fancy clothes for your usual pajamas. It's pretty late, but you carry your laptop to bed to watch a few episodes of The Workplace. You're so much closer to being done with Lisa. It feels good! Things are really looking up for you. [[Sleep takes you.|W8F]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt">><<AddFem 1>>A valet scurries to the front door but Kurt waves him off. @@.kurt;"It's fine, Ed. Do me a favor and open the garage, you don't have to get the car out."@@ Kurt's already spinning a set of keys around his index finger. The closer he gets to driving the more he seems to change. His shoulders relax while his back straightens. His eyes narrow, his breathing steadies. It's like he's a whole new person. Is driving really that amazing? You don't have a license, but you have played racing video games before. It wasn't that great. The garage is bigger than five of your cottages combined. Kurt makes a beeline for an electric blue sports car. The two seater isn't very comfortable, but it does look cool. Really cool. You don't know anything about cars and even you think it's cool. You have zero desire to get your license but right this second you really, really want to drive this car. Is that a racing stripe down the middle? This thing is awesome. Kurt opens the passenger door for you and then trots over to the driver side. He settles in, the seat already at the perfect position for him. His eyes light up when his hands touch the wheel. Almost jealously you note that he looks at his car with more desire than he looks at you. He pulls out of the garage and there's a big sigh, like he's been holding something in for an eternity and only now is he able to let it go. If this were an anime then he basically just went into super mode. His hair should get spikier, maybe blonder. Energy should be rolling off of him in waves. <<if $femgate gte 88>>You don't even like cars but darn it if Kurt doesn't look so handsome in one. Something flutters in your stomach. You detested the time you had to spend with Kurt's mom and grandma, but wouldn't it be fun to throw a dinner party of your own some day? Invite people you like, serve food you want to eat, sit next to Kurt and smile. He'd wrap an arm around you. A big house, all your own. A mansion, even. Not one where you hide in a bedroom or escape to a cottage. A big house, just for you and Kurt. You look out the window and stare up at the stars, lost in daydreams of a future where you're in charge. How lovely. How fun. [[Kurt drives you home.|W8R][$control.location to "Kurt 2"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $femgate gte 80>>Kurt really isn't a bad guy. It's a shame that his mom and grandmother are both evil harpies. Maybe driving is the only place in the world where he can be independent. Maybe that's why he likes it so much. I wonder what he's like at college. Away from his family, away from people babying him. That'd be a sight to see. What if you ended up going to the same college as him? You two could date in peace without Lisa interfering. Huh. That'd be something. You can't shake the idle thought for the entire [[drive home.|W8R][$control.location to "Kurt 2"]]<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>He's actually kind of cool like this. Confident, attractive, stoic. Wait, attractive? Why do you think he looks good? He holds the wheel so calmly. He could probably wrap those same arms around you, keep you safe, protect you. You could be his girl and he'd take care of you. You blush and try to swallow it down. [[Kurt drives you home.|W8R][$control.location to "Kurt 2"]]<</if>><<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 2 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 2">>Kurt is content with quietly driving, leaving you alone with a billion thoughts, each one starting with, "What if…" It's only when the turn for the cottage comes into sight that you're able to push them out of your mind. He slows down, easing the car to a halt. Your house sits there, silent and small. Compared to the Baker mansion it looks diminutive. Pathetic. <<if $fem gte 88>>Low-class.<<elseif $femgate gte 80>>Shabby.<<else>>Rustic.<</if>> Silence caresses the walls and loneliness waits at the front door. Once upon a time you thought your cottage represented independence. Opportunity. A chance to be someone new. Now it just reminds you of what you don't have. Of what you want. Your daydream returns, a tempting whisper. So what if you never thought of yourself as a girl? So what if you once wanted to go to a liberal arts college as a boy? Why does that still have to be your dream? Why can't you change what you want? What you want… @@.kurt;"We're here."@@ Kurt's voice is a lighthouse in the darkness. An oasis in the desert. It's safe harbor in a storm of fear and anxiety. @@.kurt;"Can I come in?"@@ Every cell in your body screams yes. Take your light with you. Let him keep you safe. Let him keep the storm at bay, let him fight off the depression. Early in your teenage years you dreamed of a pretty girl breaking through your solitude and saving you from your life. Why can't it be a handsome man instead? Do you [[invite him in|W8R][$control.location to "Kurt 3"]]? Or will you willingly walk into the darkness alone? Do you take the light with you, or will you [[tell him no|W8R][$control.location to "Introspection"]]?<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 3 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 3">><<AddKiss "Kurt">>@@.yellow;"I'd like that."@@ Kurt can push the darkness away. He can make you forget all of the bad. The things you've done, the choices you've made. He can make you forget who you were. Who you've become. You know that when he leaves it will get bad. The darkness will come back in full force. It will swallow you whole. But it doesn't have to be right now. It doesn't have to be tonight. The Kurt who steps out of the car isn't the same Kurt who drove you here. This one is smaller, less assertive. The confidence is replaced by blissful ignorance. The surety is replaced by unending cheer. But one of his hands strokes the small of your back. And he's here. He's with you. Sometimes that's enough. Sometimes that has to be. Sometimes you don't need The One, you need One Right Now. You unlock the front door and he's whirling you around, he's kissing you, he's holding you <<if $femgate gte 88>>like that future has a chance and like you're a real woman and nothing else matters<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<elseif $femgate gte 80>>like you're real and he's real and everything is okay<<silently>> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- <</silently>><<else>>like you're this small flower he needs to protect and cherish and grow<</if>> and he's not wrong, you can feel it in your bones and your skin, the way he's touching you and kissing you, the hunger he has for you, and it's pushing everything else away, it's pushing away the darkness and the despair over what you've done, it's blocking out the ugly truths about your soul and the hesitation in your heart, it's clawing away at Danny and revealing $name instead. @@.yellow;"Don't stop,"@@ you beg. He misunderstands. He thinks you mean something different. He doesn't see how badly you need him, you need someone, anyone, to keep you from drowning in the unseen depths of your own sadness. He doesn't know how desperate you for an anchor, for anything to keep you tethered to this moment and this life. He doesn't know how much crying you'd be doing right now if you're alone. He thinks you mean the kissing, the touching, the physical intimacy. So [[he doesn't stop.|W8R][$control.location to "Kurt 4"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 4 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 4">><<AddSex "Kurt">>You let him drive you into the bedroom. He steers you down onto the sheets, navigating his way through your clothes. You don't think about Lisa or how out of control this has all gotten. You don't worry about your parents and the immediate future. You don't focus on your goal of getting your life and identity back. When he pauses at the last second, you give him the green light. When he enters you, it's too hard, too fast. It's perfect. It's a Ferrari going full speed, painful in its force. It's what you need. It drives away the darkness, your shared moans like twin headlights shining on the night. With each thrust he pushes miles between you and the cruel thoughts of your mind. Which each gasp you let him take you further and further away from who you used to be. You both pick up speed, and soon your mind is blanking. You scream in triumph, in joy, in pleasure. The less you can think the better you feel. You don't want to remember. You don't want to know. You only want to be. You climax before he does. It's not enough. You beg him again not to stop and he obliges. Make me putty, you will him. Shape me. Change me. Turn me into anything, anyone. Anyone else. Anyone but me. Whether he senses this you cannot say, but his fingers clutch you like they're molding clay. A second climax rips through you. This time Kurt shares the orgasm with you. Your body crashes into a tactile wall of delight, an overloaded barrier that leaves you breathless and crazed. [[It's not enough.|W8R][$control.location to "Kurt 5"]]<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Kurt 5 ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Kurt 5">><<WearOutfit "morning">><<AddFem 2>>@@.yellow;"Stop. Don't go,"@@ you whimper. Kurt continues to pull his slacks on. @@.kurt;"I have to get home,"@@ he says apologetically. @@.kurt;"But I promise I'll take you out soon."@@ He leans over to kiss you on the forehead, his lips warm like a brand fresh from the smithy. And then he's gone. His car roars away, the taillights shrinking into the night. And you're alone. And the darkness still comes. It laughs. It waited for you. It's always waiting. Ready. To show you every shitty thing you've done, every bad trait you possess. It shrieks with delight, screaming in ecstasy as you cry out again. You cry, not in pleasure, but in pain. You sob into your pillow, haunted by the ghost of yourself. And even when [[you finally fall asleep|W8F]], the ghost chases you. Your dreams aren't safe. Nothing is safe. The darkness will find you. It always does.<<silently>> ╔═╗ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ ╠═╣ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ║ ║ ║ ║ Introspection ║ ║ ║ ╟────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ╚═╩═╩═══╩════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ <</silently>><<location "Introspection">><<WearOutfit "morning">>Depression waves at you from the front door, cackling with anticipation. @@.yellow;"It's not a good time."@@ Your voice sounds so small. So far away. You can sense the disappointment rolling off of him. @@.kurt;"Oh. I thought that… okay. Maybe next time."@@ You get out of the car. This isn't love. It never will be. It can't be. You're a marionette doll. Your strings are being pulled by Kurt's mother. She wouldn't allow a future with Kurt. She'll ruin your life if you don't do as she says. She has your future and your balls hostage. The car pulls away while you open the front door. The dark living room yawns a greeting. You shut the door behind you and then slide to the floor. You deserve to be alone forever. You don't know if it's the house or your own mind whispering the words. You don't know if it's a prophecy or a guess. You don't know if – You have lied to so many. You don't deserve happiness. The world would be better off without you. Why are you even here? Wouldn't everyone be so much better off if you were gone? Numbly, you shuffle to the bedroom, undressing as you walk. You toss your clothes into the eWardrobe, not bothering to change into pajamas. Your body reminds you of your shame, of your deception, of your plight. You curl up onto your bed, naked, goose bumps dotting your skin from the cool night air. Silent sobs wrack your body, the tears streaming noiselessly onto the sheets. You don't know when you stopped crying or when the voice stopped whispering. You only know that both were still going on until [[sleep overcame you|W8F]] some hours later.<</daypassage>>

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